“Mmm…that feels nice,” he murmurs. “But I can’t come from this, Sky.”
“You’re not supposed to come from this, babe. You’re just supposed to enjoy it. Like cuddles. And massages.”
“Huh. I just figured…”
“That I’d jump at the chance to make you come the second I saw you with a boner?”
“Well…”
I drop a quick kiss to his temple to reassure him that I’m not offended by his line of thought. “Jax, that’s not something you ever have to worry about. Unless…do youwantme to get you off?” I ask, the thought only just occurring to me.
He shakes his head. “No…I like this better.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
“More soap, please.”
I let out a wry chuckle and lather up my hands one more time before moving them back to “cuddle” Jackson’s cock.
Before long, it occurs to me that we’ve been in this shower for a lot longer than I’d originally planned. I’m sure I still have plenty of time before I have to leave for work, but I doubt the hot water system has much time left.
“We should probably get out of here before the water goes cold,” I suggest in a resigned tone, moving my hands away from Jackson’s cock and taking a small step back.
Jackson’s body slumps with obvious disappointment but he nods. “Yeah, I guess.” He half turns, glancing back at me with furrowed brows. “Wait—what about…” He darts his gaze downward, making his meaning clear.
“Jax, I’ll be fine,” I assure him with a gentle smile. I lean forward and brush a kiss to his temple. “Go get yourself ready for work. I’ll just be another minute, and then I’ll come out and make coffee.”
He sends me a knowing look, but doesn’t press the matter further. Or, at least, I thought he wasn’t going to press further…
But when I turn around to adjust the water, I feel him move up behind me, his arms wrapping around me in a tight embrace. “Let me help,” he murmurs.
“Jackson, it’s okay—you don’t have to jerk me off every time I get hard. You’re going to get carpal tunnel,” I add in a light tone.
“Not that,” he murmurs, his head shifting from side to side as he rests it on my back. “You said you liked…” I feel his fingers trailing down my back and then slipping between my cheeks, probing my hole.
I let out a harsh gasp in a mix of surprise and pleasure. “You want to…?” Whatdoeshe want to do? Just finger me? Or is he still hard? Does he actually want to…?
“Not sex,” he murmurs. “Like you said—that’s not what it’s about. I just want to be a part of you. Iama part of you, Skyler…” He lets out a heavy sigh. “I want to go home. Just for a little while. Please?” He presses a kiss to my shoulder blade. “I want tofeelyou.”
I’m stunned. But I probably shouldn’t be. Only Jax could make anal penetration sound so…epic. “Of course,” I tell him. “If that’s what you want, Jax.”
He lets out a soft sigh and brushes another kiss to my back. “I’m not sure if you’ll get off from this,” he warns me. “I don’t want to…fuckyou…”
“I don’t want that either,” I say firmly. “And I don’t need to come, Jax. But, god…feeling you inside me…” I let out a breath, shaking my head. I can barely comprehend that I’m saying these words. “If that’s what you want, then yes…”
I don’t have any experience of being penetrated by an actual human partner to compare this to, and I’m exceptionally grateful to that. This is an experience that Jackson and I get to have together. And it’s beautiful.
It’s not sex.
It’s not anything like it.
It’s the two of us joined together in the closest way we possibly can be. Two halves of a whole coming together in perfect unison.
I can feel his pulse throbbing inside me as his heart beats against my back.
Home. This is home. Jackson’s arms wrapped around me, his breath hot on my skin, his murmured words of love in my ear as he moves slowly inside me.
And I never want to leave.
