Blood whomped in my ears. I rested my head on her shoulder for a second before realizing the better place for me was on my knees. When I hit the tile, I skimmed my hands up the insides of her legs. She took a step out when I nudged her. “You won’t lose me,” I said, my mouth following the crease where her thigh met her cheek. “You will never, ever lose me.”
“You can’t promise that.”
“I can.” I swept the scrubber up her legs, over her ass. Across her toes, which made her giggle and jolt. Between her legs, my fingertips slid along the pulsing heat of her seam. Everything squeaky clean. Perfect for making a mess all over again. “We already have the summer planned. Let’s just see where that goes.”
“I think I know where that goes and it’s to your bedroom.”
I sank my teeth into the ripe round of her cheek and pressed two fingers inside her. She slapped the wall and dropped her head down. I licked my way up her crease. “That room’s been nothing but good to you, wifey.”
“You play dirty,” she said on a moan.
“That’s what you think? You have no idea how I play. I haven’t even stepped on the field yet.” She didn’t say anything for a few minutes while I licked and bit and teased until her legs shook. Then, “No deadlines. Give me that and I’ll give you what you want right now.”
Her shoulders hitched and I had the distinct sense she was going to tell me to fuck right off. This was how it would end—my wife would leave me kneeling in a shower on Nantucket, and the one relationship that’d gotten me through the worst days would wither.
But then she held out a hand to me, saying, “Come here,” and all the tightness in my chest dissolved.
I closed my arms around her torso, holding her tight as the water washed over us. “I love you too, Em.” That bliss lasted for about ten seconds before I groaned up at the ceiling. “Fuck.I didn’t bring a condom. I’ll be right back. Don’t move. No, actually, keep that clit warmed up for me and?—”
“I can’t get pregnant. I’m on a bunch of meds that shuts it all down.” She glanced down at my cock, her lips pressed together in a disapproving frown. “But I don’t know where that’s been.”
“It was in the back of your throat last weekend.” The frown deepened. “All clear. Nothing for you to worry about.”
She squeezed my hand. “Then don’t leave me.”
I parked myself on the tiled bench—fuck, that was cold—and led Emme to face forward in my lap. “Right here for me,” I said, holding her waist as she scooted back. “There you go, gorgeous. That’s my girl.”
She gripped my forearms, bracing herself. My legs were slippery and her feet didn’t touch the floor. She wobbled but I wasn’t letting her go anywhere. “I’ve never done it like this. This position. It’s kind of weird, not being able to see you.”
“Do you want to stop?”
She shook her head and a spray of water droplets from her hair hit my chest. This bench sat right at a convergence point of all the showerheads. “No, but I don’t want you to tease me if I do it wrong.”
“Do you not understand how good sex is with you?” I held myself steady at her entrance, the head of my cock throbbing at her unrelenting heat. “It’s not good. It’s fucking insane. I’m thirty and it wasn’t until our wedding night that I realized I could rebound that fast. I’ll never be the same again and I can’t even be mad at you for it. If you’re doing it wrong, it’s still going to rewire my nervous system. Are you ready yet?”
“Okay, okay, calm—oh fuck.”
I banded my arms over her torso and rocked up into her as the shower spray hit right between her legs. Within a minute, she was already clenching hard around me.
“I can’t help but notice,” I said, her nipples clothespinned between my fingers, “but this shower could fit an entire yoga class.”
Emme belted out a deep laugh and I knew I loved my wife—and there was a good chance she loved me the same way too.
Claudia: “Boston’s bling party sparkles on Nantucket; Ralston’s offensive line shines”
Claudia:
Amber: how cute are they? oh my god it’s too much
Claudia: isn’t that dress gorgeous? That color would make me look seasick but it’s incredible on Emme
Mom: She’s an angel!!!!
Chloe: I love that she wears such fun dresses to these events
Mom: So much fun!!! Such a sweetheart!
Amber: someone needs to convince Ryan to bring her home so we can tell her these things
