Dakota's nails raked down his back, leaving red trails that healed almost as fast as they formed; her other hand fisted in his wet hair, yanking his mouth back to hers in a bruising kiss. Their tongues battled as their bodies moved in frantic harmony, his pace quickening, wild now, hips pistoning with raw power while water cascaded over them like a second skin.
With a feral growl he hooked both hands under her thighs and hoisted her fully off the ground, her legs wrapping tight around his waist as he pressed her high against the tile.
