I stripped off my clothes as I crossed the room, leaving a trail of leather and cotton behind me. I stepped out of my underwear as I crossed the threshold, and my feet hit the cool marble tile. The fragrance of soap mingled with Iannis’s natural scent, and I inhaled deeply, tingles already spreading through my body in anticipation. I could make out the hazy outline of Iannis’s form through the fogged-up glass shower doors, his head bent forward as he lathered his hair.

“Hey, handsome,” I said, opening the sliding glass door. His violet eyes darkened, roaming up and down my naked body as I joined him beneath the hot spray. “Thought you could use some company.”

“I was using the shower time to think,” Iannis said as I slid my hands up his wet, naked chest, my fingertips playing with the crisp hairs there. “But I doubt I’ll get much thinking done with you in here.”

“I should hope not.” I reached up to tangle my fingers into his soapy hair. The strands slipped and slid through my fingers as I brought his mouth down to mine. Our lips met, a clash of tongue and teeth and raw need, and I moaned as he devoured me with the single-minded intensity of a starving man. His hands cupped my ass, lifting me against him, and the next thing I knew, he was pushing me up against the wet tile wall. His arousal pressed against me, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through my body, and I groaned deep in my throat.

“Yes,” Iannis growled as he tore his mouth from mine. His lips trailed a path of flame across my skin, down my jaw and over my neck. He scraped his teeth across the pulse in my neck as he rocked his hips firmly into mine, and I dug my nails into his broad shoulders as he pushed me to the breaking point, over and over, without ever quite letting me go over the edge.

“Please,” I gasped, reaching between us to curl my fingers around his length. “More.”

Iannis sucked in a sharp breath as I stroked him. His violet eyes blazed with desire as rivulets of water ran down his angular face. My eyes followed the trail of water down his chest, over his carved abdomen, where it disappeared into the crevice where our bodies met. Damn, but he was beautiful, especially with his barriers stripped away. Only I ever got to see him like this, naked and raw and burning, as we sought to complete each other in the purest, most basic way possible.