As we step out of my house, I can’t help but be reminded of the first day we met and him leading me out of the police station.
It feels like forever ago, with how much has happened since then.
Makes me wonder what could possibly happen next.
The hot waterruns over my body, and I sigh out a breath of relief. This is much better than being in my ransacked home with grown men arguing. I roll my shoulders and neck as the shower door opens behind me. A smile pulls at my lips. I’m glad I don’t have to be alone right now.
Two strong hands grip my butt cheeks as Chris massages each globe. “This ass, baby. I love all of you, but your ass is definitely my second favorite part.”
Butterflies make my stomach feel weird in the best way. Blake never complimented me like that. Or really at all. Sometimes I wondered if he even found me attractive or if I was just convenient.
I turn my head so I can see him over my shoulder. “Your second favorite? What’s your first?”
Chris’s arms slip around my waist as he steps into me, so my back is to his front and I can stay under the warm water. One of his hands slides up my stomach and cups my breast.
“These tits. They are magnificent. If I could be smothered by them, I would die, not just happy, but ecstatic.”
I laugh, but arousal makes it come out strained.
Chris gathers my hair over one shoulder, giving him access to nibble his way over my shoulder to the base of my neck. When his teeth graze my skin, an involuntary moan leaves my mouth. He nibbles up my neck to right below myear. With another moan, I press my ass into his quickly hardening cock.
He shifts his hips forward, meeting my thrust as his hand on my waist moves to my stomach to press me harder against him. His lips tickle my ear when he whispers, “Hands on the wall, baby.”
A whimper escapes me as I do as he says.
He taps the inside of my thighs. “Spread these. Show me what I dream about day and night.”
My breaths are coming in pants as I carefully step out. Not that I should be surprised, but the way my body responds to Chris before he even touches me is something I never thought I’d ever have.
“Lily, you’re a literal dream.” He leans forward and says close to my ear, “I know this is the least romantic time to say this, but I have to tell you.”
His fingers find my clit, and he starts slow circles around my sensitive nub.
“Tell me what?” I pant, pushing my hips back into him.
“I love you, Lily. I don’t care about anything besides us. I need you. I need you by my side.”
The emotions in his voice rip a sob from my chest.
“You can’t mean that,” I counter. As much as I’ve wanted to hear that, it’s hard for me to believe.
He leans into me, moving me forward, and I hiss when my nipples hit the cold tile.
“Baby, I hate to break it to you, but it’s true. I fucking love you.”
Tears mix with the water as I look over my shoulder at the man I love, and who apparently loves me back. “I love you, too, Chris. So much. No matter what happens, know I will always love you.”
He grips the front of my neck and gently pulls me backso he can capture my lips. Our kiss is frantic, but fueled by love and desperation, and it slips around my heart, helping me feel the love he professed.
While I may not know what will go wrong next in my life, I can’t help but be thankful this one thing feels oh-so right.
31
Chris
This woman is so fucking sexy.
And I just told her that I love her. And she said it back.
