I jump a little from the surprise, but easily fall back into kissing him when he tugs on my bottom lip with his teeth.

“Fuck, your mouth tastes so good.” Leaning my head back, I moan as his lips run over the front of my neck as his hands tightly grip my ass. “I need to be inside you.”

Setting me down to my feet, he yanks his shirt over his head before quickly grabbing my shirt and ripping it open. I stand here panting and soaking wet, as I watch the water fall down his face and slowly drip over his luscious lips.

The muscles in his arms flex as he reaches for me again, slamming me up against the wall behind me. He moves with such intensity that I don’t know what to do, so I just stand here on shaky legs, waiting for him to take me.

The bra is the next to go and he doesn’t waste any time before dropping to his knees in the water and tearing my black pants and panties down all in one pull.

I hear a small growl deep in his chest as he looks up at me from the ground. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He spreads my legs before gripping my ass cheeks and pulling them apart, sliding a finger up the crack of my ass. “I want to be sure to taste every last inch of this body before we’re through. I want to pleasure you in every fucking way possible.”

He runs his tongue up my thigh, stopping just below my pussy. I bang my head against the wall, not wanting him to stop. I need this so bad right now. It’s been so damn long.

I let out a moan as his thumb runs over my clit, causing my whole body to jerk under his touch. “I love seeing you squirm, Calla. Pleasuring you is all I want to do. I’m going to do things to you that no one else has.”

Pulling away, he reaches into the changing section of the shower and sticks his hand into a black duffel bag, before pulling out a condom. Biting his bottom lip, he pulls his shorts down, stroking his hand over his thick erection, as he stands there now completely nude.

Holy fuck! That looks like it hurts.

I start to get nervous as he steps closer, stroking himself a few more times before ripping the wrapper open with his teeth and tossing it aside. “Turn around,” he demands. Without hesitation I turn around. “Bend over and place your hands on the mat.”

Swallowing, I look down at the mat before bending forward and placing my hands in front of me. His hands grip my hips and lift until they align with his. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

I wrap my legs around his waist, holding myself off the ground with my hands, and squeeze when I feel his dick poking me. I’ve never had anyone put me in this position and I have to admit that it has me so turned on. It has my arms shaking, but I’m willing to hold on for as long as I can. He runs his hand over my ass in circles before gently slapping it. “So perfect.”

Holding my balance, I suck in a deep breath and moan when I feel the tip of his dick enter me. “Mmm . . .” I grip onto the mat and whimper under my breath as he pushes it deeper, adjusting me to his size. After a few seconds he’s all the way in, and I have to admit that it hurts more than it ever has before with someone inside of me. Even though he’s not moving yet, just the thought of having him inside of me has me already beginning to clench.

“You okay?” He asks. Hold on.”

I nod my head once.

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

He pulls out of me, and quickly thrusts back in, almost causing me to lose my balance, but I hold my arms steady, not wanting this to end too quickly. I want this. I want him in me.

Both of his hands dig deeper into my hips as he continues in a steady rhythm, burying himself to the hilt with each thrust. We both moan out as he goes faster and harder, slapping the water between our bodies. It’s loud and hot; so damn hot.

His hips sway and he grinds himself into me so good that my legs hurt from me squeezing him so tightly. I’ve never felt such intense pleasure just from a man being inside me. This feels so good that it’s almost unbearable. I want to scream, but I stop myself, afraid that if someone comes in that they’ll hear me.

He pounds into me and stops. “Squeeze my dick with your tight little pussy, Calla.” He pulls out and thrusts back into me again. I scream out as my arms almost give out. “Fuck, you take my dick so good.”

He lifts my legs higher and begins fucking me so fast that I lose my breath with each time that he slams into me. After a few seconds, I feel my orgasm starting to build and it’s so sensitive that I almost can’t take the buildup.

“I’m coming, Kyan . . .” I squeeze the mat and cry out as he slams into me over and over again, giving me the most intense orgasm that I’ve ever had. “Holy shit! Oh God! Oh God!” He lifts me up during mid orgasm to give my arms a rest.

“Fuck yes. Squeeze my cock, baby.” He waits for my body to stop clenching before he sets me back down and drops to his knees behind me. “You okay?”

I nod my head as he turns me around so that I’m facing him. “Yes,” I say breathlessly. “So good.”

“Good . . . because I’m not done.” He pulls me up to my feet and stands directly on the mat. “I need to come now.” Picking me up, he wraps my legs around his waist and grabs my ass with both hands.

I throw my head back and moan as he lifts me and sets me down on his dick. Grabbing onto him for dear life, I bury my head in his neck and bite him as he pounds into me over and over again.

He moans out and grips my waist tighter as he gets close to reaching his own orgasm. I’m surprised that just by knowing that he’s about to explode has me clenching around him once again.

“Oh fuck!” I feel his dick throb inside me as my orgasm rolls through me for a second time. One of his arms wraps around my neck as we both breathe heavily, our bodies spent. His breath covers my lips and I feel him smile against me. “This is the best workout I’ve had, and I’ll definitely be wanting more sessions like this.”

I smile before sucking his bottom lip into my mouth and biting it. This causes his eyes to lock with mine, before he turns his gaze and carefully sets me down.

We’re both standing here under the water for a few seconds before Kyan speaks, breaking the silence. “Why don’t you get dressed while I clean up and then I’ll follow you home? You did bring a change of clothes, right?”

“Yeah,” I say softly. “Sounds good.”

Kyan appears from the shower room about fifteen minutes later, dressed in a pair of jeans and a gray shirt.