“Then we better make good use of every minute we have.”
Pushing the curtain back, I step into the shower and Marcus follows. His big frame takes the brunt of the water as he takes me into his arms and kisses me again. Water sluices over both our bodies as he spins me toward the cold, tiled wall. I wrap a leg around his hips to hold him close.
To feel exactly what I’m doing to him.
“Turn around. I’ll wash your hair.” A sly smile is on Marcus’s face as I obey him. He snaps the shampoo bottle open and rubs some between his hands. Strong fingers work their magic as they massage it into my scalp.
“God, Marcus.”
“Let me take care of you.”
Tears sting my eyes at his words. I can’t remember the last time someone took care of me. I’ve been on my own for so long, that it became my status quo.
Oil change? I learned to do it myself.
Hanging shelves? I’m a master at wielding a hammer.
Self-defense classes to stay safe on my own.
Marcus’s words mean more to me than he’ll ever know.
As he rinses the soap from my hair, he presses kisses into my shoulders. “Are you okay?”
I spin in his arms. “Yeah. I’m good. Perfect, actually.”
Marcus brushes back the hair that sticks to my face and kisses me. Sweet, deep,perfect. Everything about this moment is perfect.
Marcus is all I will ever need in life. All I’ve ever needed.
“Let me take care of you.”
Marcus shakes his head. “You don’t have to.”
I smile at him as I drop to my knees. “I want to. Let me.”
“I love you,” he tells me again, brushing his thumb over my lips.
I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. Precum is already leaking out. I work my hand and mouth in tandem as I feel him harden.
“Do you realize how sexy you look right now?”
I smile as Marcus threads his fingers through my hair, guiding my moves. My free hand cups his balls as I tease him. Every groan of his is music to my ears. His broad shoulders block most of the water from hitting me. Drops of water slide down his sexy Adonis belt.
“Want me to come?” Marcus asks, his voice raspy with need.
I pull off him with a pop. “I want you to come down my throat.”
“Fuck. Yes.”
I suck him as far back as I can as I squeeze his balls, urging him to come. I love the taste of him. The feel. I tighten my fist right before he explodes. I swallow the salty cum of his orgasm. His growls and mutteredfucksspur me on, feeding my desire to take every inch of him until he’s shaking. Wanting to drink up every last drop. Loving that I can make him feel this way.
Lust-filled eyes stare down at me as he wiggles a fingerat me. As I stand, Marcus sweeps me into his arms and plants a kiss on my lips.
“Now, let me take you to bed and show you how much I love you. All night, love.”
“Sounds perfect.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
