“I don’t mean—”
She cuts me off, tilting her head to look back at me. “I know what you mean.”
Her wet hand slides up to my cheek, and she kisses me. Soft, slow, in the dim light of my phone’s flashlight. For a month, I’ve been craving thefeel of her hands on my skin. For longer, I’ve been desperate for her kiss. So it doesn’t take long before my cock’s rock hard, pressed into her back.
Her lips smile against mine. “A little kissing too much for you?”
“When I’m kissing the most gorgeous girl around? Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“Should we get out?” She plants kisses between each word, unable to take a break for long enough to form a single sentence.
“What’s the rush?” I stroke her hair, letting my knuckles brush along her jaw, then trail down her wet skin until I’m cupping her tit. Rolling my thumb over her hard nipple. “We have all night and, if I get lucky, maybe the snow will trap you here for a few days.”
My hand trails lower, slipping between her legs, and her moan gets lost in my throat. Circling her sensitive clit, my fingers send her hips bucking, sloshing water over the edge of the tub. She’s writhing in my arms, thighs fighting to press together for more friction. I won’t let them—my free hand holds her knee firmly against the porcelain.
“I missed you,” she whispers breathlessly. Hopefully it’s not only the orgasms she’s been missing. I silently—selfishly—pray she’s been as devastated to be apart as I have.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” I snag her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking it into my mouth then releasing it slowly. “So fucking much, Cass.”
Her fingers wrap around the tub edge, gripping as her hips lift buoyantly. Even in the water, there’s no denying how aroused she is. I could lift her hips a few more inches and slide my cock right in. No doubt her bouncing on my lap in the warm bath water would have us coming in minutes. But I want to take my time with her, let her enjoy herself, savour her, and prove how I feel about her. She fills the air with a soft whimpering sound. My cock’s rock hard against her back, and I swear I could come just from the noises she makes.
I smooth my finger over her clit, and her fingers dig into my forearm. “This what you missed, sweetheart?”
“Chase, I missedyou.” Her hooded eyes meet mine for a split second before they’re forced close by my frenzied movement over her pussy. The wave of an orgasm flows through her, and her grip slips from the tub as she falls apart in my arms. The sweetest, relaxed sigh leaving her lips and allowing every muscle to slacken.
When we finally drag ourselves from the cool water, we’re stuck dripping and towel-less in the small bathroom. Tiny goosebumps spackling her skin.
“Shit. Sorry. Guess we should’ve stopped and grabbed some towels.” I comb my fingers through her damp hair, giving a tug at the same moment her lips crash back into mine.
“Mmm. I’m too relaxed to care,” she mumbles against my mouth.
When my eyes open, I’m greeted by a view of the curve of her back and her thick, round ass in the foggy mirror over the sink.
“Cassidy, turn around for a second. Look at yourself.” She blinks up at me, then slowly—warily—spins. Her nose scrunches at her reflection, and I take my cock in my hand, waiting for her gaze to snag on it in the mirror before speaking again. “You’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. The next time you start to wonder if I’m attracted to you, I want you to remember what you do to me. I’m so fucking hard for you all the goddamn time. The whole time you were gone, I couldn’t eventhinkabout you without needing to fuck my hand. You kill me. And I know it’s hard for you to watch your body change, but on the days you hate it, I’m going to love it enough for the both of us. You’re incredible, sweetheart. And I’m obsessed with you—with thisperfectbody of yours.”
Letting go of my dick, I run my hands along her flushed, damp skin. Kissing her shoulder as I hold her tits. They’re full and soft. As expected, they no longer come close to fitting in my hands.
“These fucking tits. Are you kidding me?Shit.” I rub my thumbs over her nipples. So much darker than they used to be, and I can’t wait to have them in my mouth when I spin her back around. “If you aren’t careful, I’m going to keep putting babies in you so I never haveto give these up.”
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Her hard glare meets mine in the mirror. “I’ll castrate you myself.”
My chest to her back, I pull her tight against me with a quiet laugh. “Okay, okay. Definitely one more, though.”
She rolls her eyes, but there’s no hiding the half-smile.
“You’re better than any fantasy I’ve had about you.” I trace the curve of her stomach, the ticklish spot over her hip bone, down between her legs. I can’t stop staring at her face—at her eyes following my hand as it roams her body, the freckles on her cheeks, and her kissable lips.
“Sweetheart, you have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen.”
She mumbles a half-hearted disagreement as my tongue slides across her shoulder to her neck.
“I swear to God, I could come just from thinking about it. How wet you always are for me. Your pussy lips hugging my shaft. The way your greedy cunt grips me when you come. It’s fucking heaven.” I bite her earlobe and her neck instinctively crooks, giving me more.
“And this?Fuck.” I draw across the soft skin where her ass meets her thigh. A raspy breath leaves her parted lips when I run the tip of my hard cock between her ass cheeks, precum marking her skin.
“Look at what you do to me. You own me.” I grab her hand and wrap her fingers around my cock. “You are everything I need, Cassidy. I want to spend the rest of my life telling you how perfect I think you are. Have you all to myself to worship every day until you stop questioning every compliment I give you.”
“I want that, too.” She strokes slowly from base to tip, then notches the head at her entrance, gripping the sink with her free hand so I can slip inside her with a groan.
