I break our kiss and stand behind her. With her hands high on the shower wall and her legs spread wide, I don’t even think my wet dreams could do her justice. I reach forward and grip her ass cheeks once again. I love the way they feel in my hands. So full and perfect, it makes me want to bite them.
Giving in to the urge because life is short, I bend over and dig my teeth into her silky skin. The yelping moan she lets out tells me she enjoyed it just as much as I did. I stand tall and take a step forward, slipping an arm around her waist and letting my hand trail down her stomach.
Pressing a kiss on the side of her neck before running my tongue up until I hit her hairline right behind her ear, Ispeak against her skin. “Then again, I do love this pussy. The taste. The feel of it gripping me tight.” My fingers toy with her clit as Lily writhes against me. “How wet it gets for me.”
My fingers move farther back, and I groan into her neck when I find her already drenched.
“See? Perfectly wet.” Desire so strong has goosebumps traveling the length of my body.
Slipping two fingers inside her tight channel, I lightly pinch her nipple to heighten the sensation.
“Chris, I’m already on the edge,” Lily calls out as her hands curl into fists on the wall.
My own body protests as much as hers does as I remove my fingers from her and place my hand on her belly.
“We can’t have that. You need to want it a little more before I let you come.”
In an attempt to lure me into touching her, Lily circles her hips, creating jaw-clenching friction on my cock. I can already feel it leaking with the need to be inside her.
Looks like Lily isn’t the only one impatient tonight.
“Please, touch me,” she begs.
“Okay, I’ll touch you, but I want you to answer a question for me.” My fingers move back to her clit, circling it.
“Yes, anything.”
Her quick acceptance makes me smile. “Great answer.” I alternate between playing with her clit and sliding my fingers through her wetness. “You don’t have to tell me right this second, but later tonight, will you tell me why you can’t have kids?”
Her body freezes against mine, but I continue my ministrations. Not that I want kids, as I’m pretty sure I passed the point in my life where that made sense, but I’m curious about the circumstances that would make her make that decision.
“Why do you care? Are you looking for someone to birth a gaggle of kids for you? Because if so, that isn’t me, Chris.” Her tone is sharp, yet breathless.
I press on her clit harder, causing her to release some of the tension as her body sways. “Baby, I don’t want you to do anything but be the woman I’ve fallen for. And no, I don’t want kids. I’m too fucking old, for one.”
Lily drops her head back until it hits my shoulder. “Oh my god, your fingers are inside me, and I don’t even know how old you are.”
Chuckling, I tell her, “I’m forty-four.”
“Oh, well, that’s not that old. You could still have kids. Also, in case you’re curious, I’m thirty-seven.”
I remove my fingers and shift her hips slightly. Reaching between us so I can line my cock up just right, I press my hips forward with a growl. “Goddamn, you feel so fucking good, Lily.”
“Yes, Chris,” she breathes out.
Pumping my hips and gripping hers, I say, “Full disclosure, I already knew how old you were. Carlos gave me some basic information on you. And to your other comment, Iamtoo fucking old. I like my life. And if I can’t knockyouup, then I don’t want to knock anyone up.”
Moving one hand back to her clit, Lily starts moving her hips, working for her orgasm.
“Well, since you just said you love me, I’m glad to hear that,” she teases.
The hand not on her pussy moves to the front of her neck. I pull her head back carefully so I can look into her eyes. When our gazes lock, I tell her, “That’s fucking right. I love you, Lily.”
A strangled cry leaves her lips. She blinks a few times until I see a tear slip from the corner of her eye. “Hearingyou say that is something from my dreams. I know my life is a mess. But thank you for loving me through it.”
I capture her lips, letting my tongue mimic my cock moving in and out of her. “Yes, baby. I’m right here. I’m with you. Me and Hank, by your side, loving you.”
She pulls away from me until my arms drop and I’m no longer inside her, and panic swells in my chest. Until she spins around and launches herself at me. I catch her with my arms around her waist as hers circle my neck. As I lift her, she wraps her legs around my waist, and I press her back against the tile to hold her in place. She sucks in a breath at the contact.
