She pats down her body, pulling out a waterlogged phone from her pocket. “I doubt it still works.”
Oh, it does. Staring at my screen, I will my rioting heart to calm.
Asher I need you
Asher please I need help
I need you.
I love you.
I’m sorry I never told you.
Just know you were the last thing I thought about.
I’ll love you until the end of time.
She really thought she was going to die, didn’t she?
Poor girl.
I turn the phone to show her.
Her face grows scarlet, and tears spring to her eyes once more. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
My arm sneaks around her waist, and I kiss her until I can’t breathe. She thought she was dying, and with her last words, she told me she loved me. That’s a fucking story for the grandkids.
Steam from the hot water crowds us together, but I can’t get close enough. I drag her toward the shower. Our bodies mix and mesh and fight for purchase. Talking portion is over. Need her closer. Wetter. Wrapped around me. Will never stop needing it. Her. This woman who loves me enough to go to war with her own inner demons and win.
Perfectly imperfect and difficult as hell, but mine.
“Isn’t this a little cliché?” she asks after I have her pinned against the shower wall, my fingers digging into her thighs wrapped tight around me. I can’t believe I tried to forget what it feels like to be inside her. This is paradise. I’m going to have trouble ever wanting to do anything else.
Must focus on something else or I’m going to climax before she does. “Cliché?”
“At the very least, it’s unoriginal.”
“You’re about to come,” I say. “Probably multiple times. Why are you complaining?”
“I’m just saying.” She flaps her arms against the tile. “I have nothing to grab onto.”
“Me. You grab onto me.” I shift her higher on the wall, hitting a spot that makes her bite her lip and suck in a pleasured breath.
She pretends it didn’t happen. “Meh. Shower sex seems sexy, but it’s more work than it’s worth.”
“I’m the one doing all the work. Do you think this is easy?”
She grins, bold and cheeky. “Maybe I want to do something for you for once.”
“Yeah? Like what?”
She licks water from my neck. “Put me down, and I’ll show you.”
My hands clench on her thighs as her eyes glint withchallenge. Droplets coalesce and collect in her dark eyelashes, but she doesn’t blink. Our lips find each other while I do as she asks, releasing her legs until she’s on her own feet.
With one wicked smile, she drops to her knees, and I have officially arrived in heaven.
Jocelyn
