Elia's POV

I stared at her, my voice hitching in a way I couldn't control.

"What are you doing?" I asked, though the answer was written in the desperate, beautiful fire in her eyes.

She didn't answer with words. She stepped forward, and pulled me into a wet, frantic kiss. We swallowed the running water together, the heat of the shower clashing with the electric chill of her touch. Every inch of her naked body was pressed against mine.

In that moment, I forgot about everything. I pulled her closer, my tongue slamming into hers, needing to taste her, to explore every dark, wet corner of her mouth as if...