Sebastian released her nipple with a soft pop and straightened, capturing her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. Their tongues tangled as he worked her with his hand, swallowing every moan and whimper into his mouth.
Viola felt like she was melting, her body burning under his touch. Every stroke pushed her closer to the edge, her thighs trembling, her breath coming in desperate pants.
But he didn't let her fall yet.
Sebastian withdrew his fingers, ignoring her protesting whine at the loss of that touch inside her. He gripped her waist and lifted her against him effortlessly.
Viola's legs wrapped around his hips instinctively as he pressed her back against the cool marble wall. The contrast between the cold stone and the hot water streaming over them made her shiver with pleasure. She was dying from the anticipation of what he was going to do next in the position he had placed her in, her body already wound so tight she could barely breathe.
