“Yes,” I say, not even having to think about it, and then I hiss out a breath when she cups my balls and runs the pad of her thumb over my slit.
“Then believe me when I say I feel well enough for this.”
I cup her face and lean closer. “I’m never going to win an argument, am I?”
She grins and gives me another stroke. “No, probably not, so this will be good practice for you.”
It’s hard to argue with sound logic like that, so I don’t. Instead, I meet her eyes and say, “Swear to me you’ll tell me to stop if you need me to.”
She quickly nods, already pressing in closer, guiding me to the tiled wall. “I swear I will.”
“And we’re going slow,” I insist.
“Mm-hmm, whatever you say.” As soon as the words are out, she’s pressing her mouth to mine and kissing me like she’s trying to convince herself I’m really here. Being careful of her lip, I kiss her back, trying to convince myself of the same damn thing.
When I slide my hands down her body, she moans and tightens her hand around my cock, causing a shiver of pleasure to run through me.
As soon as I cup her ass, she breaks our kiss. “You can’t lift me. Your hands, Niki,” she starts to say, but I cut her off.
“My hands are fine.”
She grabs my wrists, and my dick immediately feels the loss of her touch. Holding up my swollen hands, she gives me aReally?look.
“They’re well enough for this,” I say, but she’s not buying it.
Glancing over at the bamboo bench that’s built into the shower, she says, “Sit down.”
The corner of my mouth lifts at her bossy tone.
“Yes, ma’am,” I can’t help but say as I walk over and take a seat. She stops in front of me, taking a second to drag her eyes over every inch of my naked body, lingering on some inches a lot longer than others. By the time her eyes meet mine, I’m two seconds away from standing and lifting her cute ass up, damaged hands or not.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” she says as she walks closer and grabs onto my shoulders.
With her perfect, wet body inches from my face, I wholeheartedly disagree with her. She’s the gorgeous one. I’m nothing compared to her.
Unable to resist the wet tit that’s so close, I grab onto her waist and pull her closer before latching onto her. She sighs andruns her fingers through my hair as I tongue her nipple and suck harder. Snaking one of my hands around, I follow the curve of her body before cupping her round ass and giving it a squeeze.
Wiggling, she uses me for leverage and rests her knees on either side of me. Keeping her tit in my mouth, I look up at her as she reaches down to grab my cock. I moan against her breast as she positions me right at her wet slit before slowly sliding down the length of me. I gasp at how good it feels, letting her fall from my lips so I can bring my mouth to hers, needing to kiss her as I sheathe myself inside her tight pussy.
“You are my life, Van,” I whisper against her lips. “You are everything to me, and I can’t live without you.”
“You won’t ever have to,” she whispers back while slowly rocking her hips, burying me as deeply inside her as she can get me. Keeping her body still, she cups my face and gives me one of her sweet smiles, big enough to show me her dimple. “You’re my home, Niki. I don’t ever want to be anywhere else.”
Being loved by this woman will always feel like a gift I don’t deserve, and I quickly decide that all I can do is be grateful for it and show her how much I love her every chance I get. I will never push this away because I’m unworthy of it. It’ll only make me appreciate it all the more.
“I love you,” I tell her while wrapping my arms around her so she’s as close to me as I can get her.
“I love you too,” she says and then she slowly starts to lift up. The soft drag of her inner walls along my shaft pulls a deep groan from my chest before she sinks back down onto me. “Now let me show you how much.”
I watch in awe as she finds her rhythm, riding my dick while we both convince ourselves that the nightmare is over. The solid weight of her body, the sounds of her whimpers and moans, the way her nails dig into my back the closer she gets to her orgasm—it’s all proof that she’s alive and she’s safe and she’s mine.
When she starts to come, I kiss her through it, muffling her moans and rocking my hips, wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible. I want her to feel good. I want it more than my own release, and when she lets out another whimper and I feel her inner walls pulse with her aftershocks, I say her name like the prayer it is and let go. The orgasm thunders through me as I grab her ass, holding her against me as I drive into her, spilling my seed as deeply as I can. I’ve never felt so complete in my entire life, and it’s all because of the woman who’s wrapped around me while she plants a line of kisses along my jaw, her body still softly shaking and her breaths warming my wet skin.
“You are everything to me,” I tell her. I feel her smile before she kisses my neck.
“And you’re everything to me,” she whispers back, “and I’m never letting you go, so you might want to get used to having me in your lap. I think I’m going to be here for a while.”
“I don’t ever want you anywhere else.”
