Because he wanted her in the shower with him.
Well, he probably wanted that when he was younger too, but he hadn’t seen enough porn then to realize it could definitely happen.
“I’m talking to you.”
“Well, hurry up. I wanna get in so I don’t have to go back out there.”
“You don’t want dessert?”
“No. I want to shower and go to bed.”
“Someone is grumpy, and probably needs dessert.”
He could just imagine her face all scrunched up, and it brought a grin to his own face. “Someone needs their family not to care about only one kid when there are two.”
Shaking his head, he pushed the door open, popping his head out and around the enclosure to see her leaning on the counter, messing with her nails. Her eyes were flooded with tears as she looked up to find him watching her. “Baby.”
“No, I’m fine.”
“You’re not.”
“I am, and I’m just being a child. I don’t need their love. I don’t need their attention.”
“Wrenya.”
She shook her head as a tear ran down her cheek. “It’s just annoying, and I hate that I think I need it. I’m a fucking amazing woman, I have a great job, I’m married to you, and we’re having a kid. I’m obviously good, so I don’t know why I fucking care.”
“Ma chou.”
She looked up. “What?”
“Take your clothes off.”
Her brows pulled together. “What? Why?”
“I mean, I can pull you in here, clothes and all, and still make love to you, but I’d rather not ruin the shirt you just bought.”
Her lips quirked as she watched him, her eyes widening a bit. She then pushed her shorts down her legs with her panties, leaving her deliciously naked from the waist down. “So thoughtful.”
“I thought so. Now come on.” Before he went back into the shower, he caught a glimpse of her pulling her shirt off, and then she was entering the shower, so damn beautiful, his breath caught. “Come here,” he said, pulling her under the hot water and wrapping his arms around her as their lips met. Clinging to him, she slid her hands down his wet back to his ass, holding him as he devoured her mouth. Moving her against the wall, he kissed down her neck to her breasts before nibbling on her nipple.
“Trying to distract me, I see.”
“Is it working?” he asked before moving to her other nipple.
“I’d say so,” she said, her head falling back as she moved her fingers through his hair. “Jesus.”
His body went rock hard as a chill ran down his spine, while he gave nothing but love to her swollen, beautiful tits. As he cupped her center, she arched into his hand, and he shook with want. He still couldn’t believe he was doing this. With her. Making love to the woman he had loved for as long as he could remember. He had dreamed of this, and the reality was better than any of his dreams. She was perfect. Kissing down her stomach, he dipped his tongue into her belly button as the water moved down his back and over his ass.
“Jensen,” she breathed as he ran his tongue along her lower lips, kissing her inner thighs. She tasted like heaven. “Jensen, I want you inside me.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. Sliding up her body, he went to pick up her leg, but she moved him around, pressing her body into his as his back hit the cold tile. “Got ya,” she teased, her eyes wickedly evil as she kissed down his chest.
“I think this is the only time I want to be gotten.”
Chuckling softly, she raked her teeth down his chest, her fingers following her mouth. He was in awe of how sexy she looked, the water flowing down her beautiful body, her sweet ass perked out as she dropped to her knees, running her nose along him with her fingers following and taking away his breath. He gasped out when she took his hard length in her hands, and she sent him a kittenish grin before running her tongue along his tip. His toes curled against the tile, his heart freezing in his chest as she took him into her beautiful mouth. His cock disappeared inch by inch until his eyes fell shut and his muttered groans filled what felt like a suddenly tiny shower.
Threading his hand in her hair, he arched into her mouth as his body shook. Her mouth, her teeth, drove him downright insane. She took him in and out of her mouth, her eyes never leaving his, and he wasn’t sure what was better. The torture her sweet mouth was inflicting, or the destruction those green depths were causing to his soul.
“I fucking love you,” he muttered, his hand gripping a handful of her hair as she moved up and down him, sucking him so deep and with so much force, he was sure he was coming out of his skin. As she sucked him hard, her mouth moving off with a loud popping noise, she gazed up at him. “Ever imagine this when we were younger?”
He couldn’t breathe, but he somehow got out, “I don’t think I saw enough porn to ever imagine this.”
She giggled, running her tongue along his head. “Remember that one summer? I think you were eighteen, and you had come for that camp. I don’t remember what—”
“Junior training.” He then paused. “Why are we talking?”
She giggled. “I need to tell you this.” Her eyes were playful, her tongue coming out to wrap around his swollen, throbbing cock. “We had gone to that bridge over off Old Man Knocker’s hill.”
“Yeah,” he gasped as her hand cupped his balls. “I remember.”
She smiled, moving her hands up and down his length. “Well, we were gross, and Wells decided to shower in Mom’s room. So we raced for this bathroom, and you beat me. I remember you had started getting naked in the living room, and the only reason you beat me was because I saw your dick, and it stunned me. Dead in my tracks. All I wanted was to know how it felt in my hands. To touch you, to watch you squirm. It was insane what I was feeling.”
His brows drew in. “You must have been watching porn way before me.” Her face broke into a grin as her laughter filled the bathroom, and he reached down, pulling her up and into his arms as he turned them, covering her body with his. “I can’t take that torture.”
“Aw, but it’s fun,” she whispered against his lips. “Your squirm is sexy.”
“You’re damned evil, woman.”
“Only for you,” she answered as he picked her up under her knee, opening her and entering with one thrust that had their mouths mingling in a moan as his fingers bit into her leg. Picking up speed, he gripped her, his own orgasm building even more as he thrust up into her. His whole body was tingling, his heart was pounding, and he knew damn well it would never feel like this with anyone else but her.
Well, he probably wanted that when he was younger too, but he hadn’t seen enough porn then to realize it could definitely happen.
“I’m talking to you.”
“Well, hurry up. I wanna get in so I don’t have to go back out there.”
“You don’t want dessert?”
“No. I want to shower and go to bed.”
“Someone is grumpy, and probably needs dessert.”
He could just imagine her face all scrunched up, and it brought a grin to his own face. “Someone needs their family not to care about only one kid when there are two.”
Shaking his head, he pushed the door open, popping his head out and around the enclosure to see her leaning on the counter, messing with her nails. Her eyes were flooded with tears as she looked up to find him watching her. “Baby.”
“No, I’m fine.”
“You’re not.”
“I am, and I’m just being a child. I don’t need their love. I don’t need their attention.”
“Wrenya.”
She shook her head as a tear ran down her cheek. “It’s just annoying, and I hate that I think I need it. I’m a fucking amazing woman, I have a great job, I’m married to you, and we’re having a kid. I’m obviously good, so I don’t know why I fucking care.”
“Ma chou.”
She looked up. “What?”
“Take your clothes off.”
Her brows pulled together. “What? Why?”
“I mean, I can pull you in here, clothes and all, and still make love to you, but I’d rather not ruin the shirt you just bought.”
Her lips quirked as she watched him, her eyes widening a bit. She then pushed her shorts down her legs with her panties, leaving her deliciously naked from the waist down. “So thoughtful.”
“I thought so. Now come on.” Before he went back into the shower, he caught a glimpse of her pulling her shirt off, and then she was entering the shower, so damn beautiful, his breath caught. “Come here,” he said, pulling her under the hot water and wrapping his arms around her as their lips met. Clinging to him, she slid her hands down his wet back to his ass, holding him as he devoured her mouth. Moving her against the wall, he kissed down her neck to her breasts before nibbling on her nipple.
“Trying to distract me, I see.”
“Is it working?” he asked before moving to her other nipple.
“I’d say so,” she said, her head falling back as she moved her fingers through his hair. “Jesus.”
His body went rock hard as a chill ran down his spine, while he gave nothing but love to her swollen, beautiful tits. As he cupped her center, she arched into his hand, and he shook with want. He still couldn’t believe he was doing this. With her. Making love to the woman he had loved for as long as he could remember. He had dreamed of this, and the reality was better than any of his dreams. She was perfect. Kissing down her stomach, he dipped his tongue into her belly button as the water moved down his back and over his ass.
“Jensen,” she breathed as he ran his tongue along her lower lips, kissing her inner thighs. She tasted like heaven. “Jensen, I want you inside me.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. Sliding up her body, he went to pick up her leg, but she moved him around, pressing her body into his as his back hit the cold tile. “Got ya,” she teased, her eyes wickedly evil as she kissed down his chest.
“I think this is the only time I want to be gotten.”
Chuckling softly, she raked her teeth down his chest, her fingers following her mouth. He was in awe of how sexy she looked, the water flowing down her beautiful body, her sweet ass perked out as she dropped to her knees, running her nose along him with her fingers following and taking away his breath. He gasped out when she took his hard length in her hands, and she sent him a kittenish grin before running her tongue along his tip. His toes curled against the tile, his heart freezing in his chest as she took him into her beautiful mouth. His cock disappeared inch by inch until his eyes fell shut and his muttered groans filled what felt like a suddenly tiny shower.
Threading his hand in her hair, he arched into her mouth as his body shook. Her mouth, her teeth, drove him downright insane. She took him in and out of her mouth, her eyes never leaving his, and he wasn’t sure what was better. The torture her sweet mouth was inflicting, or the destruction those green depths were causing to his soul.
“I fucking love you,” he muttered, his hand gripping a handful of her hair as she moved up and down him, sucking him so deep and with so much force, he was sure he was coming out of his skin. As she sucked him hard, her mouth moving off with a loud popping noise, she gazed up at him. “Ever imagine this when we were younger?”
He couldn’t breathe, but he somehow got out, “I don’t think I saw enough porn to ever imagine this.”
She giggled, running her tongue along his head. “Remember that one summer? I think you were eighteen, and you had come for that camp. I don’t remember what—”
“Junior training.” He then paused. “Why are we talking?”
She giggled. “I need to tell you this.” Her eyes were playful, her tongue coming out to wrap around his swollen, throbbing cock. “We had gone to that bridge over off Old Man Knocker’s hill.”
“Yeah,” he gasped as her hand cupped his balls. “I remember.”
She smiled, moving her hands up and down his length. “Well, we were gross, and Wells decided to shower in Mom’s room. So we raced for this bathroom, and you beat me. I remember you had started getting naked in the living room, and the only reason you beat me was because I saw your dick, and it stunned me. Dead in my tracks. All I wanted was to know how it felt in my hands. To touch you, to watch you squirm. It was insane what I was feeling.”
His brows drew in. “You must have been watching porn way before me.” Her face broke into a grin as her laughter filled the bathroom, and he reached down, pulling her up and into his arms as he turned them, covering her body with his. “I can’t take that torture.”
“Aw, but it’s fun,” she whispered against his lips. “Your squirm is sexy.”
“You’re damned evil, woman.”
“Only for you,” she answered as he picked her up under her knee, opening her and entering with one thrust that had their mouths mingling in a moan as his fingers bit into her leg. Picking up speed, he gripped her, his own orgasm building even more as he thrust up into her. His whole body was tingling, his heart was pounding, and he knew damn well it would never feel like this with anyone else but her.
