And if it has an excessive number of children? I love that idea.
“My sweetheart,” I choke out as I fall forwards, my bad shoulder hitting the tiles as I scoop Callie’s back to my front and press kisses to the side of her face and the top of her head. “I love you so much.”
She puts her hands over mine and grips, pressing my fingers to her chest. Her breasts—oh I haven’t worshipped her breasts yet as those little bundles of delicious softness deserve—are squashed beneath our hands. As if she’s trying to keep me touching her. What she doesn’t know is that I’ll never let her go.
The shower is still doing its thing, the steam totally fogging the bathroom now since we’ve been in here for so long. I don’t care.
I can’t find any more words for how I feel. How important she is to me.
I try to show her instead. Turning her in my arms, I lean down to take her mouth in a luxurious kiss, and move us so we’re back under the shower’s stream.
“Much as I want to keep all this inside you to give you a baby.” I slide my hand down her back and then around to her pussy. “I think you’ll feel more comfortable clean.” I grin. “I could do it with my tongue, if you like?”
Her expression goes shocked and almost panicked. “I can’t come again yet!”
“I know, I know. Later.” I smooth my hand all over her, sweeping her arms, and purring as she lets me caress her. But we’re both going wrinkly from the amount of time we’re spending in the water, so as soon as I’ve washed away the evidence of our lovemaking, I turn off the shower. I dry usboth, and find that Callie is ticklish along her side, which I take advantage of just for the joy of hearing her giggle.
I brush her hair out carefully, then give her one of my shirts to wear, and I slip on a pair of jeans and lead her to the kitchen.
Finally, finally, she’s here with me. She’s in my house. Safe. Protected. Mine.
As I move around, collecting bits and pieces for us to snack on, she looks me up and down, examining my completely sealed wound from the stool I led her to. Sweet thing that she is, she tucked the tail of the shirt carefully underneath her before she sat.
“How’s your arm?”
I glance down at the ugly scar. It’s still red and angry, and clearly didn’t appreciate my muscles being worked out with our against the wall shower sex holding Callie. I don’t care. I’d suffer a hundred wounds like this for Callie. “It’s better now you’re here.”
She smiles and shakes her head, but it’s affectionate. Understanding.
Cheese and crackers, guacamole, salsa, and tortilla chips are neatly prepared in the fridge as I requested. I fetch the charcuterie board and plates of sliced fruit and place it in front of her. This is exactly what I anticipated us doing after we had sex. I just didn’t think there would have been a kidnapping and all that trauma beforehand.
She glances between me and the spread of food in disbelief.
“It hurts a bit, but I do know one thing that would make it better.”
She sits up straight, immediately interested. “Yes? Would you like me to get some painkillers? Or I can dress it for you again?”
“I was thinking of something else, actually.”
Her brow puckers in confusion. “What?”
I nudge the plate of strawberries towards her. “Eat some of these, and I’ll be back in a minute.”
Her gaze follows me to the door, and I return to the bathroom where we removed all our clothes, and find my suit jacket. In the pocket there’s the small item I’m looking for, and my heart lurches.
This is really it. I genuinely never thought I’d be doing this. My breath is shaky as I draw in air. I’m nervous.
“If she says no, you can just tie her up, and convince her until she says yes,” I mutter to myself. Always good to have a back-up plan.
“If I say no to what?”
I spin around to find Callie right behind me, head tilted, nibbling on a slice of strawberry.
I half laugh, half sigh. I should have known she’d make it difficult. She couldn’t just remain where I left her.
A deep breath in, and I lower myself down to one knee. We’re pretty much eye to eye like this, and her mouth falls open.
Reaching into my pocket, I draw out the ring I bought for her this morning.
