a hand shove him down the hallway. "Hey," he protested but was shoved past off-white walls with a few pictures he didn't stop to look at.
Her slender arm pushed beneath his, opening the wooden door in front of him. Light spilled onto a lavish purple rug that sat on gray tile.
"You're very well to do," he muttered before his vest was yanked off his shoulders and tossed aside.
" Look, lady I can undress myself." Marco spun around to face her. Who did she think she was, undressing him as though he were still a pup?
Her mouth plundered his. Her soft lips melted his rough edges and he let it happen. Suddenly he didn't care that he was being ordered around. In fact, he rather liked it because it was her, Selene. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he easily hoisted her onto the black countertop. Marco felt her thighs circling around his waist, pulling him into her. "I'm not gonna pass out again, am I?"
" That depends, if I'm too hot for you or not."
Feeling her breath against his skin when she gig gled, he arched his hips toward hers. "Oh, we'll see," he promised.
Grinding his hips harder, he felt her lips vibrate against his ear. She purred, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on edge. Her fingers gripped a patch of hair and forced his head to hers, their lips pressing against each other so hard, she forced a breath from Marco. Her strength surprised him.
" Wolf, take these off." It was a command she growled against his neck as he felt her tug his jeans. His heart began racing when he felt her hand snaking down his stomach.
" You're hard."
" You're quick."
Throwing her head back, she pressed her breasts against his chest. Marco cupped them through the thick material of her top, squeezing. She moaned, when his thumbs circled her nipples into tiny peaks.
A hand ripped open the snap of his jeans, yanking down his zipper. "No boxers? Nice," she purred and licked his lower lip.
He bit at her tongue catching it between his lips – a little game. He made quick work of her shirt then unhooked her bra and helped slide it down her arms while below his cock sprang free. The bulbous head bobbed proudly against her jean-clad thigh.
" Shower, now." Two hands forced him away.
With his pants falling around his ankles, Marco spun around and stumbled over his pants before kicking them free. Nearly falling in the shower, he grabbed the curtain rod, shoving the large purple shower curtain aside to reveal black tile.
He felt the sharp crack of her hand across his backside. The slap echoed off the tiled walls. Stinging pain raced through his body from his ass.
" Ouch!" He looked back to see Selene grinning.
" Shower," she repeated.
Marco climbed in the black tub and switched on the faucet. The stinging cold blast of water hit him in the face. Yet through it he watched Selene undo the snap on her blue jeans. His jaw dropped.
She shoved the jeans and white panties down to reveal a smooth, hairless beauty with plump lips. How he wanted to sink his tongue between them! His cock ached to be inside her.
Reaching out, he gently touched her round stomach. Even with his bumbling strength, he managed to caress her.
She moved his hand from her stomach and took a step toward him. She looked radiant, standing before him with her hair pulled back, lustfully bright flames dancing in her eyes. Tugging the hair tie free, she whipped her ponytail around, freeing the mass of hair so it flowed around her shoulders. Long, thick locks blanketed her pale skin, except for her pert nipples.
His mouth watered. Those glazed over sea-green eyes staring into his, said plenty. She was a female in heat. Selene's buxom breasts bobbed with each inhaled breath and she went willingly when he pulled her into the bathtub and crushed their bodies together. Their lips locked and water sluiced over them. He felt her heat instantly. Flames danced over his skin, eager for her to engulf him.
" I'm dying to be inside of you." His voice was a low