I shake my head against the pillow.
“You’ve made me addicted to you, Ellyn.” He pulls almost all of the way out of me before plunging back inside of my body.
A full body shudder causes me to convulse violently. I curl my fingernails into the skin of his back.
Joel doesn’t back off, though.
He continues to tell me verbally and with this body how much he wants me, desires me, and yes, loves me.
If anyone had told me I could’ve found this type of love and pleasure all in one, I might’ve made the decision to divorce my ex years before I did it.
“Yes,” I breathe out when he pushes in again.
This final time is the one that finishes my body’s craving for completion. My muscles tighten around Joel’s shaft as my orgasm explodes through my body.
A breath later he’s coming as well, both of our bodies orgasming and spasming together. It’s the most sensual gratification I’ve ever known.
When we’ve finished, Joel has somehow found the strength to pull himself out of bed, retrieve a cloth from the bathroom to clean off both of our bodies, and climb back into bed, pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead.
“Thank you,” he whispers right before we both drift off into a contented sleep.
CHAPTER 27
Joel
“Come out, come out wherever you are!” I taunt as I stalk through the rooms on the first floor of the house, wearing the Powerball water gun double pack on my back while holding the plastic gun in my hands.
Earlier today after we came back from lunch and a movie in town, Ellyn happened to find a damn artillery of water guns that we keep on hand for the grandchildren.
I hadn’t thought much of it after I explained to her that we sometimes come up to Montana during the summers as well.
But suddenly, after about thirty minutes of sitting by the fire, talking in silence, she pulls out one of the guns and shoots me with it.
Me!
No, there’s no way in a Texas summer I could have that.
My lady, being fair and, obviously, knowing what she was starting, had a second gun already waiting for me. She tossed it into my lap as she ran, screeching and laughing, out of the room.
You’re damn right I chased her down, wetting her back and forcing her to take off her sweater.
The rule became that once a piece of clothing got soaked, it had to be removed.
Which is the reason I’m stalking through the hallways of this house in nothing but a pair of boxers and white socks.
It’s worth it since Ellyn is only dressed in a pair of boy shorts and a lace bra. It’s the bra that I’m aiming for next.
An evil smile crosses my lips as I think about her having to remove it, and running about this place in nothing but a pair of boy shorts.
The same boy shorts I plan to strip from her body once this little water fight is said and done with. Then I’m going to slide my cock into her from behind, making her pay for this madness in the first place.
“You might as well surrender now!” I yell out, quickly pivoting away from the front door when I hear footsteps sprinting across the floor behind me.
“Never!” Ellyn yells before a spray of water splashes against my chest.
“You’re going to pay for that!” I growl and stomp in the direction of her footsteps.
Catching a glimpse of her trying to make her way from the hallway to the kitchen, I take aim and catch her entire backside with the spray of my water gun.
