She hadn’t expected it to feel so good, being all tangled up with Cooper under the hot water. Part of her feared the first night had been an anomaly, something to convince her to go with him, and that everything they did after that would be more in line with what her cousins told her—the guy just got on top, shoved the girl’s legs apart, and took as long as he wanted to finish. No one warned her about the fire Cooper ignited in her, in every nerve and inch of skin he touched.

But his hands were just as talented in the shower as they’d been in the cabin, and maybe more so, if she counted the unbelievably luxurious body wash and creamy soap and the long, gentle but still a little rough strokes of his hands down her sides and back up her chest and around to her breasts...

Even with ecstasy still tangling up her thoughts and making her knees weak, another thrill of pleasure shot through her as Cooper hefted her breasts and squeezed until bright sparks burst across her eyes. The smooth skin and hard pressure of his cock sliding between her thighs, the head almost lined up perfectly to rub where she wanted it to, only made her wetter for him. She wanted him to take her, to move inside her until his eyes rolled back in his head and she felt her whole body fall apart from the sliding and thrusting as he took his time.

She knew he would take as much time as he needed but she didn’t know how long the hot water would last. Jada couldn’t recall ever having such a long shower. She rested her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes, reveling in the way he touched her—reverently, a little possessively, like she was a gift he intended to take care of. His mouth traced a path down her neck. “More?”

“God, please,” she said. Her arms raised above her head to slide into his hair, keeping his mouth on her skin, and his thumbs chafed against her nipples until her thighs clenched in response. “Please, Cooper.”

She started to turn, wondering how the hell they were going to make things happen standing up like that, but Cooper squeezed her waist and pressed his palm flat against her stomach to keep her where she was. “We’ll try something new. Up on your tiptoes, Jada.”

She glanced at him over her shoulder, a little uncertain, but so far he hadn’t done anything crazy or weird. But she still wanted to make it clear how she felt. “I trust you.”

He captured her lips with his, even with the odd angle, and locked them together. Jada wobbled up to her tiptoes in the slippery tub. Cooper’s tongue plunged against her, mimicking the movement of one finger against her clit, and Jada moaned against his mouth, letting him swallow up her pleasure.

Then the broad head of his cock teased her opening from behind as he guided himself into place, and she froze, paralyzed by the gentle invasion. But he kept kissing her and teasing her slit as his hips moved, and Jada arched her back as he slid deeper. Tremors ran through her as Cooper broke the kiss and then squeezed her shoulder, pressing down until she bent forward and braced her hands on the tile under the showerhead. The water beat down on her as he nudged her feet farther apart and thrust deeper. He held her hips, though, to steady her as he withdrew in a slow drag that drew a moan right from her center.

Jada covered her own mouth as lightning sparked through her everywhere he touched. Cooper grumbled and stroked her back with his free hand, while his other fingers circled her clit. He thrust again, deeper and faster, and Jada let her head hang down and her arms press against the tile as she pushed back against him.

Cooper grunted and his hips punched forward, his soft growl filling the steamy bathroom. “That’s right. Meet me, Jada. Push back if you want more. Tell me what you want.”

She couldn’t think, could hardly breathe, but her body took over. The leopard and the rest of her—everything except her brain—knew exactly what to do. She groaned as he retreated and then thrust, and she arched and moved to meet him. “Faster,” she whimpered, and her hand drifted down her stomach to find his, pressing his fingers and guiding them in a rhythm that made her whole body seize up. “Oh my God. Please, Cooper. Please.”

He made an animal noise and plunged into her, gripping her waist until she felt bruises form, and thrust wildly and uncontrolled as he leaned over her, covering her body and putting one hand on the wall next to hers. Jada clamped her lips together to keep from wailing in ecstasy as Cooper pounded deep into her.

She was so close to the edge, to the precipice, and the knee-knocking climax hovered just out of reach. Jada clenched her jaw and met Cooper at every thrust, rubbing her clit faster and faster as she struggled to come, to finish before he went completely off the rails. His hand went to her breast and squeezed, and the tension built more until Jada panted and groaned.

He pinched her nipple, drawing it out, and growled in her ear, “Come for me, Jada. Come right now.”

His tone, the sudden spark in her breast, and the heavy presence of his cock stroking deep inside her, all combined until a frenzy of ecstasy overwhelmed her, shoving her over the edge and into a full-body tremor. Her muscles seized up, clamping around him until Cooper’s motions went wild and uneven and then his arms wrapped around her and hauled her upright, and he felt even larger inside her. The change caused another maelstrom of sensation, overriding and overwhelming until she jerked and seized in his arms.

Cooper’s teeth found her neck and he cupped her sex above where he entered her as he groaned his own climax, a heated rush that filled her even more. Jada’s head fell back against his shoulder as the water pounded against them both, suddenly too hot and yet another stimulus as she tried to piece herself back together.

She could hardly breathe, ripples and aftershocks rolling through her every time he breathed. He didn’t move, though, merely holding her tight to his chest while he remained inside her, his hands on her mound and her breast, as if he wanted to protect and possess all of her.

Cooper kissed her neck, right where he’d bitten her, and Jada jumped. She groaned, trying to lift her head. “Oh my God.”

“I know.” He chuckled, slowly untangling himself, and made sure she could stand before he pulled away.

She winced as he slid from her body, the sensation still strange, and braced herself against the wall to make sure her knees didn’t give way. Cooper’s fingers drifted along her back. “I’ll clean you up a bit, babe, then we can get some rest.”

Jada could hardly keep her eyes open as the afterglow slid over her, fatigue not far behind. “Yeah.”

“Yeah,” he echoed, turning her to face him. His eyes practically glowed, soft and sweet, and he pressed his lips to her forehead in a gentle kiss. “Lean against me if you need to.”

She rested her cheek on his chest and sighed, stretching and arching as he picked up a washcloth and more of the body wash.