Wyatt had shown up for me in a way I wasn’t sure anyone ever had, and my heart was singing his praises. “Do you have to go, too?” I asked.
He stood up and crossed the garage to stand in front of me. “Do you want me to?”
I shook my head. “I want you to stay.”
Chapter Eighteen
Wyatt
It had been a busy day.
Physically, I was tired from the work, but when Vera took my hand and led me to her shower, the exhaustion evaporated. “Do you want to talk about everything you said when you got here?”
I turned the shower on to let it warm up and turned to face her. She looked completely worn out. The fact that she wanted me here was good enough for now. We could sort the rest out later. “We can talk about it later. For now can we just say that we want to make this work?”
“I do want that, so much. How about we shower, order pizza and eat it in my bed?”
“That sounds like heaven.”
She leaned in and kissed me, soft and slow. She smelled like sawdust, tasted like sweat and her. She took the hem of my shirt in her hands and pulled it up, breaking the kiss to get it over my head. A puff of dust filled the air as she pulled it away.
Our lips met as we stripped each other, not demanding or escalating, just contact after a long week.
Once we stripped to nothing and stepped under the warm spray of the shower together. She wrapped her arms around me and rested her head against my chest. “I’m sorry I didn’t answeryour texts all week. I didn’t want to let you go, but I didn’t know how we could make this work.”
I kissed the top of her head. “I was afraid of the same thing. I’m glad I called.”
“I’m glad I answered and that you’re here now.”
“Me too, so long as we both want this, we will find a way to make it happen.”
She looked up and met my eyes. “Promise?”
“Promise.” We brought our lips together, again. The teasing from last time was gone. I wasn’t trying to prove anything or desperate to scratch an itch. This was just her and me, stripped bare, taking comfort and pleasure where we could get it in life.
She dragged her fingertips over the ridges of my chest and down until she grasped my hard cock and gently stroked it bringing it fully to life.
I pulled my lips from hers, letting my head fall back just enjoying the feel of her hands on my skin.
I moved my hand between us, sliding it between her folds until I found her clit then circled it with my calloused finger tip. She brought her free hand to my shoulder, clinging to me, her fingers leaving marks on my skin. We stayed like that, water cascading over our naked bodies, sharing the same air.
She was letting out short little breaths as I worked her over and precum oozed from my tip. I was getting close already, but I didn’t want to finish in her hand. I wanted to be buried inside her, connected in the most intimate way.
I grabbed one of her thighs, bringing it up over my hip.
I felt the heat of her center against my skin, smelled her shampoo in the confined space.
I took my cock in my hand, hard as steel from her skilled touch, and brought it to her entrance. Her wet heat against the head of my cock had fire licking through my veins. My legs and back were sore from the day’s work, but the pain melted away. Ihunched a little to get the angle right before sliding into her, her body exciting and familiar at the same time.
Her warmth hugged every inch of me, and I moved my hips, slow at first but getting faster. I was driven by pure instinct and need. Chasing a high that only she could provide.
“You feel so good, Wyatt,” she said. I loved the sound of my name from her lips when her voice was strained.
We stared into each other’s eyes as I moved, pleasure bursting through me every time I sank in deep.
“I’m close,” she said, leaning in and taking my lips with hers. I kissed her back, tasting her lips before sliding my tongue into her mouth. The kiss grew more frantic until her breath caught and she came apart in my arms. I followed right after, pumping her full of my cum, holding her body as it sagged against me and her knees went weak.
After a week of not knowing if I could ever have her again, I was satisfied in more ways than one when we shut the water off.
