His heart, her home
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Steam billowed around them as Meher tried to hold the book above the spray, her voice trembling.
"'He pinned her hands and kissed her-hard, like he owned her...'"
Samar's fingers closed around her wrists, pressing them to the slick shower wall. "Good. Keep reading."
"Samar-"
"Read." His tone left no room for argument.
She swallowed, breath hitching. "'He pressed his body against hers...his mouth hot and demanding...'"
His chest molded to her back, hips grinding slowly. Water cascaded over them.
"Go on," he ordered, teeth grazing her shoulder.
Her voice cracked. "'He whispered that he'd ruin her for anyone else...'"
Samar chuckled darkly, lips brushing her ear. "That's the idea."
He slid a hand between her thighs, making her drop the book at last with a gasp.
"Forget it, Meher," he murmured, claiming her mouth hungrily. "I'm finishing this chapter my way."
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