Lucy’s POV

Gabriel’s hand pressed over my mouth, muffling my cries as he pinned me against the wall. I couldn’t help it. I cried out with every pump of his hips, fucking me harder and deeper against the wall of the shower. I whimpered his name over and over into his palm.

The water had gone from hot to room temperature, but I wasn’t cold at all. I released a few muffled sobs, eyes rolling to the back of my head. I wriggled, seeking more pressure, but I ...