Her eyes opened, droplets of water trailing down her face. “Of me?”
I nodded, completely serious. “More than he’d been in a long time.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve always been able to get a good read on people, a feeling. And when I saw you…” I sighed as her hands came to rest on my chest, her long nails scratching the skin lightly. “It was like I’d been struck by lightning.”
I cleared my throat. “I wanted to believe it was because I was scared, or maybe because I was worried about Sera. But there was so much more. I was instantly addicted.”
“To me?”
I nodded. “Does that bother you?”
Gia considered for a moment. “I think it’s supposed to.”
I poured a generous glob of soap onto my loofah and began to wash her. “Depends on who you ask.”
Her laughter was heaven to my ears. “Well, you work in security. What would you do if the woman of your dreams suddenly showed up?”
I pretended to consider the question, scrubbing first one pretty pink-tipped breast and then the other. “Are you two sexually compatible?”
Gia snorted. “Extremely.”
I smiled, ducking lower to hide the expression from her. “What about his personality? Can you handle the occasional grumpy day?”
“Will he make it up to me with kisses and quiet nights in our house?”
“I’m positive he would.” I cleared my throat, gripping the sweet curve of her hip and rotating her so I could wash her back. “But what about the future?”
She cocked her head as I guided the soap over the nape of her neck. “Do you mean, like, could I be happy here, taking care of his daughter, making some more pretty babies to love?”
My throat felt like sandpaper. “Yeah, something like that.”
Gia sighed, turning her face up to the stream of water again. “I’ve never had the option before, but I know that I’d love her like she was my own. And I’d love to have more. As many as we’re lucky to have.”
“Jesus,” I said, chasing a drop of water across her freshly washed skin with my tongue before gently biting down on the back of her neck. “You cannot be real.” I dropped the loofah as I slid my arms around her body to tug her back against me. My cock, already aching once more, was pressed hard between her ass cheeks.
“Funny,” Gia said, her voice breathless. “I was thinking the same thing about you.” She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. “Remind me this is real…”
One hand snaked down low to brush over her clit before sinking into the soft, quivering heat of her once again. “Still leaking me and already you’re wanting more?”
“Yes,” she sighed, and her head flopped back to rest against my shoulder, her knuckles white as she reached forward to press against the tile wall. “I’m ready.”
“Good girl,” I whispered as I bent my knees, thrusting up hard and seating myself deep inside her heat. “Now, hold on, sweetheart. I’m not holding back this time.”
And I couldn’t. I fucked her hard, my cock driving deep and hard into her cunt, the water falling over both of us as she arched her back and rocked back at every plunge. And when it got to be too much, the pleasure making my balls ache, I fucked myself deep into her, running my fingers in a swirl over her clit until she convulsed around me. That load of cum went deep as well, her muscles grabbing at me long after I’d stopped jerking inside her.
“Greedy girl,” I said, breathing hard into her shoulder.
“Grumpy old man,” Gia said, clenching her ass against my slow withdrawal.
I slapped her ass, a broad smile pulling at my mouth.
“You love it.”
She turned, her teeth worrying her bottom lip as she watched me reach for the shampoo. “I really do.”
I gestured to her long, wet hair. “Turn around, sweetheart. I have a promise to keep.” Foaming up the shampoo in my palms, I immediately dug them into her tresses. Pleasure still bubbling up in my chest, I found myself settling. Like a warm, weighted blanket, there was peace in this moment.
