"Mmmmhhhmmm," she moans as I take my kisses to her neck.

"So now, I can ravish your mouth properly." I withdraw my hand from under her shirt and I absently log Antoine complaining that he wants me to take the damn shirt off, not lose focus, but I grasp Rook's face with both hands, lift her up to me, so all her attention is on my face and nothing else. And then I crush her lips with my kiss. The heat of her mouth and the twirl of her tongue against mine makes me hard in an instant. I grind against her a little and she moans back at me, that little thrum of her voice against my palm driving me crazy.

I rip my own shirt off in one fluid motion. Antoine goes crazy with this move, and not in a good way—he likes the girls to play with that a little, but f**k him. Rook's hands start in on my chest, tracing a stream of water that is racing down my body. Her fingertip starts at my shoulder and then falls down, the water bouncing off it, splattering a little, as she traces over my muscle, then continues as the tiny river is lost in the waistband of my pants.

Her finger slips in, just a tiny fraction, just enough to drive me up a f**king wall with desire. I feel her laugh a little and I pull back.

"You think you're in control here, Gidge?"

She nods, blushing.

I begin lifting her shirt away from her body, it's so wet now, it's plastered to her skin. I rub it against her belly as I lift and she moans, making me rush a little, showing her bra. It's a demi, so it dips very low, almost exposing her ni**les. The shirt comes off a few seconds later and I can hear Antoine telling me what to do, but I dismiss him.

I know exactly what I'm doing. I take her whole breast in my hand and squeeze until she whimpers, then drop my mouth to her nipple and drag the fabric down with my teeth. She fists my hair and I lift her up until her legs wrap around my waist. I turn and push her against the light pole, and she is panting into my ear as I suck.

"Pants! Ronin! We're all cold here!" Antoine barks.

I shift Rook until I have her weight distributed against my hip, just the one hand holding her up, then lift my other hand towards Antoine.

And flip him off.

And then I gather Rook against me, pushing the heat between her legs into my thick hardness, walk off the set, down the stairs, and over to her apartment. I crash her against the outside wall as I punch in the codes and whisk her inside. My foot comes out and kicks the door closed, and then I carry her down the short hallway and throw her down on the bed.

"If you want me to stop, please," I beg, "say it now."

She licks her lips as I stare down her with hungry eyes, and then whispers, "I don't want you to stop, Ronin. I don't want to take it slow or change direction. I just want you to go. Please, I'm f**king dying here, just go!"

Chapter Thirty-Four - ROOK

He laughs at my plea, but shit! I've never had an orgasm and right now I'm on the edge. It's like I can feel that f**ker ready to explode, I need the teeniest bit of pressure in just the right spot and I will gush all over him.

All the caveman shit from outside is gone now and he watches my face as he works on the front clasp of my bra. My br**sts fall out as he unfastens it, and then I sit up and wiggle my arms out and he tosses it across the room.

"Lie down," he commands.

I do.

His hands go to my jeans and after some unbuttoning, he grabs them by the waist and pulls them down so fast they end up inside out because they are wet and plastered to my legs. His fingers go to my panties and he tugs a little until I lift my hips. He slides them down my legs and drops them to the floor.

I lie still, completely naked, as his eyes take me in. "Your turn," I say in a throaty whisper.

His fingers unbutton his jeans and unzip the fly and then he steps out of them and his boxers in one movement. He's well-built and I try not to stare, but I don't entirely succeed. When I look up at his face, he's smiling.

"What?"

"You, Gidget. You're blushing."

"I'm not very experienced," I admit. "I'm not a virgin, but it was all pretty boring and I've never—"

He waits a few seconds and then prods me on as he lies down next to me. "You've never what?"

His hands caress my stomach and I relax against the pillows. My wet clothes have made everything damp on the bed, but I do not care. "I've never had an orgasm."

I expect him to laugh or make a joke, but he doesn't. He just leans over my body, pressing himself up to me, his erection grinding against my hip. I am desperate to get him inside me, but he's slow now. "I might not be able to make many guarantees in this world, Rook," he says as his hand travels down and traces the crease between my legs. "But I will say with one hundred percent certainty that you will come tonight."

He leans down to my face as his fingers probe into my entrance and teases my lips with a nibble as he pushes one finger inside me, and then uses his thumb to gently caress my clit. I squirm as his kiss becomes bruising, my whole body on fire with the desire I have.

"Oh, God, Ronin. Please, I am so close." My hands reach down and grab his shaft, pumping him, making him breathe heavy and moan out my name. That talented finger of his flicks against me in just the right way and the agonizing throb that has been building for the last week suddenly explodes. I shove my face into his neck and bite his ear, which only makes him work my clit harder and send a wave of wetness between my legs.

He lets me pant there in the crook of his neck as the tiny flutter waves flow through me for a few more minutes, and then he lies back and pulls me on top of him, his erection peeking out from between my legs. "You can be on top, Gidget. Do you like it on top?"