Two fingers shoved into her soaked cunt with no warning, and she nearly screamed.
“f**k!”
Christopher’s eyes never left hers. His fingers pumped hard, curling up just right, finding that perfect spot like he knew her body better than she did. And he did. He knew every inch of her. Every tell. Every weakness.
Vivian’s head dropped back, her lips parting in a silent cry.
“Look at you,” he whispered, thrusting faster. “Dripping. Clenching. Just from me walking in.”
“I was so close,” she moaned. “I needed!”
“You needed me,” he cut in. “You still do.”
Then he dropped to his knees in front of her.
Right there on the bathroom floor.
His hands grabbed the backs of her thighs, yanking her closer, forcing her legs open until she was spread against the door, bare, soaked, trembling.
“I shou
