Liam didn't say another word. He stepped into the warm stream of water, closing the small distance between them until his wet chest pressed flush against her bare, slick skin.
He reached down, his large hand taking a broad, firm grip under her right knee.
He lifted her leg high, hooking her thigh over his hip, exposing the wet, swollen pink folds of her core directly to his thick length.
Liam aligned his rock-hard shaft at her entrance. Her body was burning hot, slick with a mixture of soapy water and her own natural moisture.
He pressed his hips forward slowly, feeling her tight walls stretch wide to accommodate his head, before driving all the way home in one long, continuous thrust that buried him to the hilt.
"AANNHHH!"
Stella's head whipped back, her skull thumping lightly against the wet glass tile as a sharp, breathless gasp tore from her lips.
