“Oh my God!” Blake said on a twirl when they hit the bedroom that night. “She’s perfect.” She came up to Dair and slapped her hands on his chest, shining a bright happy smile up at him. “Absolutely perfect for Dad.”
“She is, aye, lass,” he agreed, grinning down at her.
“He seems happy. Do you think he seems happy?”
“More than happy, darling.”
And he loved that she was more than happy for her father too.
She twirled away, saying, “I’m so glad she’s coming to the match tomorrow.”
“Same,” he replied, shrugging off his blazer.
She sat on the side of the bed and reached down to take off her shoe.
He tossed his jacket aside, moved to her and snapped his fingers.
She looked up at him before that look he adored came into her eyes and she lifted her foot to put it in his waiting hand.
“I thought I was going to blow it in the beginning,” Blake remarked. “I just couldn’t think of what to say. She’s so…together.”
“You’re together too, love.”
She smiled. “Thank you for thinking that.”
“Need to get your eyes and ears examined if ye dinnae agree.”
He tossed her shoe to the floor, offered his hand again, and she changed feet.
“You need to get those shoes off fast, honey,” she demanded. “So I can jump your bones and not sprain an ankle.”
Dair burst out laughing.
But in doing so, he didn’t delay in taking off her shoe.
Chapter 19
Wary
Dair
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The next morning, water from the shower was jetting down on his back as he held Blake by the cheeks of her fine arse against the wall and thrust inside.
She had the fingers of one hand fisted in his hair, the nails of the other digging into his lower spine, and her pussy was clutching and releasing on his rhythm.
Aye, and her tongue was darting in and out of his mouth the same.
He felt his balls draw tighter, tore his mouth from her tongue tease and grunted, “Your cunt is goddamned magic.”
“You say…” she paused through a thrust, “the sweetest,” another thrust, “things,” she finished on a moan, her fingers tightening, her nails digging deeper, her legs wrapped around his ass holding on as her pussy clenched his and didn’t let go because she was orgasming.
He pulled her from the wall and turned to hold her under the water while she shoved her face in his neck, held on and helped him with some wee bounces as he pumped into her under the spray until he found it.
As usual, it was big, it lasted long, and he had to throw out an arm to plant a hand on the tile to steady himself through it.
When he came down, Blake had all four of her limbs wrapped tight around him and was pressing little kisses up the side of his neck, along his jaw and to his mouth.
