Home to Stay (The Long Road Home #2) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,66

finger into her channel. Working her body like a fine instrument, his onslaught was complete as she cried out, her sex vibrating against his finger.

Pulling his fingers out, he slid them into his mouth, sucking her essence as her wide eyes stayed pinned on him. Moving his hand to his cock, he placed the tip at her entrance, then halted. “Fuck, a condom.”

“I’m clean. And I’m on the pill.” She winced. “I know that’s what every woman who's trying to trap a man probably says. We can stop and get a condom—”

“I’m clean, too. We were tested all the time in the service, and I haven’t been with a woman in months. Hell, months and months if I’m honest. I trust you but it’s your call, babe.”

Her hands clutched his jaws, and she nodded, her smile curving her lips once again. “I trust you, too. With everything, about everything, I trust you.”

Her words meant more to him than just where he placed his unsheathed cock. She trusted him to take care of her, and he wasn’t about to squander that trust. He closed the distance as he angled his head and took her lips in a searing kiss. The water pounded them from the side, but all he could think of was the feel of her body yielding to his.

With his cock once again at her entrance, he thrust his hips, entering her quickly. His desire to take her hard and fast had faded with their vows, and he moved slowly, dragging his erection along her inner walls. The sensation of bare skin against bare skin was like a drug, one he never wanted to quit.

With only a few more thrusts, his balls tightened, and he knew he was close, but wanted to take care of her again. “Babe, are you close?”

“Yes,” she barely gasped, her eyes squeezed tightly closed as she held on to his shoulders as though afraid if she let go he would disappear.

“Open your eyes. Look at me.”

She immediately acquiesced, and he stared into her brown eyes, loving the sight of her coming again. She cried out his name as the flush moved from her full breasts up to her face, her nipples beading. Just as her inner muscles were squeezing his erection, his muscles tightened and he roared out his own release. With one hand under her ass and the other hand planted against the shower wall next to her head, he pumped slowly until every drop had been wrung from his body. He pressed his chest against hers, keeping her pinned against the wall as his cock slid out of her sex. Making sure to keep her steady, he lowered her until her feet were securely on the shower floor.

Uncertain either of their legs would hold them up, he was glad for the tiled, built-in bench in the corner. He flipped off the now-cooling water. Slumping onto the bench, he pulled her into his lap, their arms wrapped around each other as they steadied their heartbeats and their breathing.

“I knew I loved this shower when I reworked the bathroom.” She grinned. “Maybe next time we can explore bathtub sex.”

He barked out a laugh, and his arms flexed, squeezing her. “That’s a deal, babe.”

When they finally recovered, he assisted her out of the shower and onto the plush bath mat, loving the feel of her thick towels as they dried each other off. “I think Gramps has been using the same threadbare towels for years and years.”

“There’s not a lot of things I’ll splurge on, but nice sheets and nice towels are a must for me.” She walked naked into her room, his gaze following her every movement. She pulled on fresh underwear before wrapping up in a short, brightly colored kimono.

He dressed in the clothes he’d worn over, then stepped closer, reaching out with both hands and linking her fingers with his. Kissing her forehead, he kept his lips against her soft skin and asked, “What else is a must for you?”

She leaned back, her gaze hitting him, her dark eyes penetrating. Her lips curved ever so slightly, and she took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “You.”

Her single-word answer slammed into him, echoing exactly what he’d been feeling. His smile started from his chest and moved out, and he could only imagine how wide it was by the time it reached his face. Bending so that his lips were a whisper away from hers, he agreed. “Same for me, babe. You