Chapter 191

Chapter 191
[Amelia's POV]

The hot water cascaded down my skin as Alex's lips found the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. A gasp escaped my lips before I could stop it, and I felt his mouth curve into a smile against my skin.

"That's better," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "Don't hold back."

His hands were everywhere - running soap along my collarbone, down my arms, across my stomach. But when his mouth moved lower, trailing kisses down my chest, my brain went completely blank. My body felt like it was floating in heaven, every nerve ending alive and singing under his touch.

God, what he does to me.

My fingers threaded through his wet hair as he lowered his head, his tongue circling my hardened nipple before taking it into his mouth. The sensation shot straight to my core, making me arch against him with a broken moan. His other hand cupped my breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak until I was trembling.

"Alex," I breathed, his name coming out as half prayer, half plea.

His hands slid down my back, tracing the curve of my spine with reverent fingers. When they reached my waist, his touch became bolder, more possessive. I could feel the shift in him - the moment when washing became something much more deliberate.

"Alex..." I started, but the words died when his hands moved to my hips, gripping them with just enough force to remind me exactly how strong he was.

One hand slipped lower, cupping my ass and squeezing the soft flesh. The sound that escaped me echoed off the bathroom tiles - part gasp, part moan. I could feel his cock, hard and thick, pressing against my lower back, and the knowledge of how much he wanted me made heat flood between my legs.

"Let's go to the bed," I managed to say between shallow breaths. "Please..."

But instead of answering, Alex turned me around, pulling my back against his chest. I could feel every inch of him pressed against me - his muscled torso, his hard cock nestled against the curve of my ass. His arms wrapped around me from behind, and I felt utterly surrounded by him.

"Let me do it here," he said, his voice low and rough in my ear. The words sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the water.

I hesitated. The shower was intimate, yes, but also confined. Part of me wanted the space and comfort of his bed. "Alex, I don't know..."

"Please, Amelia." His voice was softer now, almost vulnerable. "Let me have you here. Let me fuck you here."

The crude word from his lips made my pussy clench with need. The contrast between his usual commanding presence and this gentle plea was devastating. He sounded almost... sweet. Like he was asking for something precious rather than demanding it.

"Please," he repeated, his lips brushing against my ear. "Let me make love to you here."

The word 'love' undid me completely. I felt my resistance crumble, replaced by a warm rush of affection and desire. "Okay," I whispered.

I felt him smile against my neck before he gently guided me toward the shower wall. "Put your hands on the wall, Amelia."

My palms pressed flat against the cool tiles, the contrast with my heated skin making me gasp. The water was hitting us from an angle now, some of it streaming down my back while the rest splashed nearby. I could feel Alex behind me, his hands running over my wet skin.

One hand slipped between my legs from behind, fingers finding my swollen clit. I cried out at the contact, my hips bucking involuntarily.

"You're so wet for me already," he groaned, his fingers sliding through my slick folds. "Your pussy is dripping, Amelia."

I moaned at his words, feeling his fingers explore me thoroughly. When one thick finger pushed inside me, I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out too loudly.

"So tight," he muttered, adding a second finger and stretching me. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."

I heard the raw need in his voice, felt it in the way his fingers pumped into me with increasing urgency. There was something wilder about him now - Liam's influence making his movements more primal, less controlled.

I felt the broad head of his cock pressing against my entrance, and then he was pushing inside me slowly. The stretch was intense, his thick length filling me completely.

"Oh!" I gasped as he entered me fully, the sudden fullness making me arch against the wall. "Alex... you're so big."

"Amelia," he groaned, his voice strained. "Your pussy feels so fucking good. So tight around my cock."

His hands gripped my hips as he began to move, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in deep and hard. Each powerful stroke made my body rock forward with the impact, my palms sliding slightly on the wet tiles. I had to brace myself to keep from being pressed too hard against the wall.

The sensation was overwhelming. Every thrust sent his cock sliding against my inner walls, hitting spots that made me see stars. The angle had him rubbing against my g-spot with each movement, building pressure that threatened to consume me.

"Ah! Ah! Yes!" The sounds escaped me without permission, echoing in the steamy bathroom. I couldn't control them anymore - didn't want to.

Alex's pace was relentless, his thick cock stretching me with each powerful thrust. His stamina was incredible; he showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, he seemed to be building momentum, driven by some primal need that made him take me harder, deeper.

"You like that?" he growled, one hand reaching around to find my clit. "You like my cock inside you?"

"Yes!" I cried out as his fingers circled the sensitive bundle of nerves. "God, yes!"

I felt myself climbing toward something massive, my pussy tightening around his cock as the pressure built. The combination of his thick length pounding into me and his fingers on my clit was almost too much to bear.

"Please," I gasped, though I wasn't sure what I was asking for. Release? More? Everything?

The water continued to fall around us, steam filling the bathroom as Alex claimed me with a thoroughness that left me breathless. His cock filled me completely with each thrust, stretching me in the most delicious way.

My body was building toward something explosive, every nerve ending alive with sensation. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, my inner muscles starting to flutter around him.

"Alex," I moaned, his name a broken prayer on my lips. "I'm going to come."