JAYDEN'S POV Damn. No matter how many times I touch her, Monalisa still tastes like heaven. Her body, soft and warm against mine, her moans echoing in the steam of the shower-it should've been enough. But it wasn't. I was still hard. Still hungry.

Water ran through our bodies as I pushed into her once again, gripping her waist, her legs trembling around me. She arched against the tiles, and I bit back a groan. I was losing it. My mind, my restraint-everything. I released inside her, chest ...