chest. “We aren’t married and my mom…” Her words trail off.
“Once things are figured out with her. When she’s back and safe, we’re getting married immediately. Something small, just the family?”
She nods her head. “I would like that. Just my mom, Lucinda, Laurent, and Lawrence, maybe Bethie, too?”
I hum. “Yeah. I like that.”
“No more birth control, honey.”
“After we find my mom,” she compromises.
Sliding my lips across hers, I grin. “After we find Helen.”
I’m smiling because although we don’t know exactly where she is right now, Hansen is on it. And I know without a doubt he’s working with some detectives in Oklahoma to locate her. Hopefully after this meeting today, we’ll be heading on the plane out there to welcome her home.
I can hope, at least if nothing else.
The darker side of me wonders if she will ever be found or the exact condition that she will be in when she is. I don’t want to believe that this has to do with Susan, but the timing is what’s flashing in my head that this has her name written all over it, or at least her money.
Tennessee lifts her head, touching her mouth to mine, then slides her tongue across my bottom lip. I let out a grunt as I push off of her. Her breath hitches as I slip from her body and I can’t help but twitch my lips into a smile, knowing that I affect her as much as she does me.
Sitting up on the side of the bed, I look over my shoulder at her. She’s lying in the bed, her body naked and on display for me. Reaching for her hand, I hold it in mine, looking down at her ring.
“Do you like it?” I ask.
“Like it?” She practically chokes as she sits straight up.
I can’t help but glance down at her tits, wishing I would have tasted them earlier.
She looks down, following my gaze, then shifts her gaze back up to meet mine. “Do you have it in you for some shower fun?” she asks.
“You think I’m a teenager, don’t you?” I grunt.
She laughs softly, reaching for my dick. The diamond of her engagement ring sparkles in the sunlight as she gently glides her hand over my cock. Her lips touch the shell of my ear in a soft kiss before she speaks.
“I think that you’re much younger than your age and that you’re the only man I’ve ever been with that can satisfy me. I also think that I can work you back up.”
“Can you?” I ask on a grunt.
She hums. “You know that I can.”
Turning slightly, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the bathroom. She attempts to force me to put her down, claiming she’s too heavy, but I ignore her. Instead, I keep her in my arms even after I’ve started the water.
Once we’re inside of the warmth of the steamy shower, only then do I set her down to her feet and much to my delight, she sinks to her knees immediately, her gaze focused on mine the entire way down.
She does just as she promises. She works me back up, her hand between her legs, her mouth around my dick, bobbing her head as she watches me the entire time. It doesn’t take long, just as she predicted.
Wrapping my hands beneath her armpits, I pick her up and turn her around, placing my hand at the middle of her back to position her the way that I want her. She doesn’t argue with me at all, instead she tips her hips, spreads her legs, and sighs as I guide myself inside of her wet heat.
“You were already close,” I state.
She hums, “I was.”
“Touch yourself. I’m not going to last long. That mouth of yours is too fucking good, but this cunt is even better.”
“God. You are so dirty.” She laughs as I feel her slip her hand between her legs.
Her fingers reach farther than just to her clit, she cups my balls, causing me to moan. She squeezes them gently as she pushes back against my thrust. Wrapping one of my hands around her hip, the other I wrap firmly around the back of her neck and squeeze, holding her body still.
Only then do I fuck her. It’s hard and faster, her fingers moving to the rhythm of her choice and when her panting becomes even louder than the sounds of our wet slapping skin, that’s when I know that she’s close.