“You still want me to fuck you,” he whispered in my ear.
“Yes,” I rasped, too far gone to stop now.
“Lift up your ass.” I did. Gently he pushed down on my shoulders and sank me on his cock, burying himself to the hilt, inch by inch. The deeper I sank, the harsher our moans resonated, filling the bathroom.
“Oh, God,” I whimpered.
“Jesus, Blue. You’re so fucking tight,” he said, his voice a husky scrape. When he was fully seated inside me, he grasped my hips, keeping me still and allowing me to adjust to his thickness while his lips rolled over my shoulder, kissing, nipping, and sucking.
I’d had him one time and it wasn’t enough. Now, I felt like I was being given the elixir of life, every one of my senses came alive.
“Ride me, baby.” He guided my hips.
With a deep inhale I slowly rocked into him, letting his thickness stretch me, open me wide with each stroke. I hummed my pleasure, my pussy muscles clenching around him, knowing I wouldn’t last long. Then he rolled his finger over my clit and I dropped into a pleasure so blinding, it threatened to keep me there forever. I gripped his arms, my nails sinking into flesh, my cry bouncing off the walls, my breaths stagnating in my chest.
When my breathing slowed, he gripped my chin, turning my head to kiss me, another deliriously slow ambush I didn’t think my heart would survive. His cock flexed inside me and I rocked my hips. Without breaking the kiss, he slipped his arms under my thighs and lifted me. His strength was admirable in the way he kept me up and began fucking me in gentle thrusts. My body fired up, heat blazing through my limbs.
“Rub your clit,” he said when he broke the kiss.
I rolled the pad of two fingers over my swollen clit and my pussy spasmed, clamping around his cock. “One more time, Blue, come on my cock,” he demanded, fucking me harder.
And I fell once more, shuddering and panting as I came hard and fast, white spots dancing behind my lids, my body weightless.
He waited for my breathing to calm before he lifted me gently off him, stood and stuffed his cock back into his jeans.
I frowned. “What about you? You didn’t come?”
“You always came first, Blue.”
“But.”
“No buts.” He tapped my nose lightly. “The first time I made love to you, we didn’t have time. Now, I plan to savor your body. I want to learn and love every inch of you.”
God, why was he talking like we had forever together.
The sudden slam of the front door had me panicking. Before I could run off, he grabbed me around the waist and kissed me in a slow, delicious way stealing my breath again.
Grabbing a robe, I left him standing in my shower, my body still thrumming from my release and went downstairs. “Dad?” I tried hard to hide my anxiety, hoping Shay would stay upstairs. “I didn’t know you were visiting.”
“Mom, see what grandpa got me.” Griffin held up a detailed replica of the Titanic in a glass box. “Cool, huh?”
“Wow,” I forced myself to smile. “That must be expensive, Dad,” I softly scolded.
“Anything for my grandson.” He winked at Griffin. “I arrived while you were sleeping, Angel and took him out for breakfast.”
Then I internally combusted when Shay, still in his wet clothes, sauntered down the stairs like he belonged there. “Hey, Dad.”
God, what would Dad think?
Shay came to my rescue, as always. “Skye had a bit of a leak in her shower that I attempted to fix. As you can see, I’m no expert plumber.” He pointed to his soaked shirt. “Only thing I probably know, is how to plug a hole.” He smirked, his gaze shifting to me.
Dad chuckled. “Well, I’m glad you found Skye before I had a chance to tell her your plan to move here.” Okay, that answered the question why he wasn’t surprised to see Shay in my home. He shifted his gaze to me. “Sorry, Angel.” I read the plea for forgiveness in his eyes. He’d kept my secret for so long, he deserved some leeway.
I smiled my acceptance then looked at the other man. Half tempted to ask him to join us for dinner, he glanced at Griffin and asked, “hey, champ, want to join me for a swim? I heard there’s good snorkeling down at Paradise cove.”
“Uh-huh.” Griffin’s face lit up, excitement bubbling in his smile. “We can also take the dinghy if you want,” he said, eagerly. “I can be ready, quick.” He turned to me. “Can I, mom? Can I go with Shay? Grandpa can join us too.” He sounded so excited, my heart clenched a little bit.
I caught Shay’s gentle smile over his head and just a touch of anxiety skated my insides. Maybe I was scared he’d get too close to Shay, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for that divulgence yet. Besides, I wasn’t sure how he would react once he found out he had another son. He hadn’t mentioned his other kids yet, so there was that.
