Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 115619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 578(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 578(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
“Yeah, not very sexy.” I grab a loofa and put some soap on it. He takes it from me and begins running it over my neck, chest, and shoulders. There's nothing sexual about his touch, though it warms me from the inside out. Is this what it would be like, the two of us together all the time? Both of us, just vaguely horny, morning, noon, and night?
“However, my point stands.” He definitely slows down while he is soaping up my tits, and I'm not about to tell him to hurry up when it feels this good. We really don't have time for things to go any further, though, not if I want to make it home, to get myself ready for work.
“There are still too many complications.” I sigh. He lets out a low growl and I place my hands on top of his, stopping him from washing me further. I stare into his eyes, needing him to understand that I mean what I'm about to say. “I know it makes you unhappy to hear this, and It makes me unhappy too. Nonetheless, it's not the right time. It would still feel wrong. I know it’s what we both want. That we’re adults, but there’s too much in the way.”
“I know.” He wears a sad smile and shrugs before continuing to clean me. “Can you blame a man for trying, especially when the woman he wants looks like you?”
“I’d think you were in need of a doctor if you didn’t try to use sex to get me to agree to something.” I smirk.
“Wait until I have access to you all the time. There won’t be any stopping me from fucking you on every surface in this house.”
Immediate guilt knots in my belly. Nothing but a baby. Once the truth is out, everything will change. I should tell him, I really should. Only I still can't make the words come out. Fear makes them turn to ice blocks on my tongue.
I’m afraid this will all disappear if I burst our bubble by discussing a baby. That's the kind of thing I can’t take back. There’s no pretending this isn’t happening, so I have to get comfortable with being uncomfortable.
I also need to have a little more faith in him. He’s the one that told me he wanted a baby. There’s no way his feelings have altered, not when his emotions have deepened. The words Amanda spoke linger at the forefront of my mind. I know she was being a vile bitch and trying to get back at me, but I let her get in my head, anyway. There’s no one to blame for that but myself. A leopard doesn’t change its spots, and I knew Amanda was this way, so why am I shocked by anything she’s said?
I'm sorry, little baby. I just want us to enjoy a few minutes together without any big drama before breaking the news. That's all.
“Turn around,” he whispers, and I do, leaning against his broad, firm chest before he starts massaging shampoo into my hair.
“Oh, my God, that feels good...” I’m practically swooning, my scalp tingling, and my knees going weak. When I reach out behind me, taking hold of his hips for balance, his sexy chuckle ignites a fire deep in my belly.
“Careful, now. You'll wake up the beast, and we both know what happens when you do that.” As it is, I feel him twitching against my ass, and the temptation to wrap a hand around his cock is almost too much to resist.
“If I didn't know better,” I whisper, “I would think you're trying to get me fired.”
“Who, me?” There's a devilish tone to his voice.
“Yes, you old man.”
“Old man?” He snickers. “If I recall, it was you who was begging me to stop last night because you couldn’t take it anymore, so who’s old?”
“Fine.” I giggle, and he finishes shampooing my hair before pulling the shower head free and using it to rinse the strands.
“No, to tell you the truth, this is nice. Thank you for reminding me.”
“Reminding you of what?”
He tips my head back gently, and I go with the motion, sighing when the water hits my head. There's something almost erotic about letting him care for me. “You reminded me there are ways to be with a woman that doesn't involve my dick,” he murmurs. “Being with you has reminded me of so many things I have forgotten. Or maybe I’m only becoming aware of these things because I see you in a different light, and you’re nothing like anyone else I’ve ever been with. Either way, know that the sex is fantastic, and I’ll forever crave your pussy. Needing it like my body needs oxygen. I enjoy your company, talking to you, touching you, and being together, and I’ve never had that with anyone else.”