brain wasn’t quite processing it. “You’re not going back to L.A.?”
“No.”
“You’re moving to Wishing Well?”
“Yes.”
“And you love me?”
“Yes.”
“What’s the bad news?” I had no clue what could possibly be bad news.
“I’ve spent the entire day without any underwear and I feel gross and need to take a shower before I can show you just how much I love you.”
“You didn’t wear underwear?” Every ounce of fatigue and soreness was replaced with desire and arousal.
“Nope.”
I stood up and scooped her up. Her arms flew around my neck as she giggled.
“I love you,” she whispered against my neck as she nuzzled her face into me.
“I love you, too.” I pushed the bathroom door open.
When I set her down and she saw the bath filled with water she looked up at me. “You already had a bath drawn?”
“It was a long day.”
Concern etched her features and she reached out and touched my bare chest. Just that innocent touch had my dick throbbing. “Are you okay?”
I covered her hand with mine, and I could feel my heart pounding beneath our palms. “I am now.”
She smiled and I saw tears beginning to form.
“Now get naked,” I commanded as I dropped my hand and bent down to test the water, making sure that it was still a good temperature. Thankfully, I liked it scalding hot, so it was still nice and warm.
I shook my hand out as she pulled her tank top up and over her head. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and let it slide down her arms. I noticed the outlines of where the straps had dug into her shoulders. Finally, her hands moved to the waistline of her jeans. I watched, with animal hunger as she unbuttoned and then unzipped her pants. Then, slowly, without an ounce of urgency she pushed her pants down over her hips revealing that she was, in fact, pantie-less.
“Fuck,” I breathed out as she stepped out of her pants and straightened back up.
When she stood in front of me completely naked, I took a moment and let my eyes wander over her gorgeous body from head to toe. She was perfect. Every curve a masterpiece, every muscle perfectly wrought. God had outdone himself the day that he created her, and I just couldn’t believe my luck. How was she mine? How was that possible?
“Your turn,” she nodded toward my jeans.
Within seconds, those suckers were on the floor, freeing my massive erection that bobbed up and down with excitement as I stepped into the bath. I held out my hand and helped Sasha as she gingerly stepped in. We both lowered down into the tub. She settled between my legs, her back pressed up against my chest, and her head leaning against my shoulder.
Yet another position in which we came together like perfect puzzle pieces that had been made just to fit with each other.
She nestled in against me, her silky and fragrant hair brushing against my neck and chin, and her perky ass rubbing up against my hard cock. I couldn’t take it. Fuck, she was just so amazing.
I leaned down and nibbled on her ear, then trailed hard, passionate kisses down her neck next covering her shoulders, paying special attention to the indention her bra had left.
Reaching in front of her, I cupped both of her breasts in my hands, running the rough pads of my thumbs over her nipples, which were slick and slippery.
She leaned her head back, and I could feel her hot breath against my neck as she murmured, “Oh, that feels so good…”
Hearing her encouragement, I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, loving the way they came to life under my touch. I could actually feel them growing under my fingers, and the headrush that gave me was incomparable. Not only because it was hot as fuck, but because of what it represented. It was her body’s way of showing me a physical representation of the pleasure I was making her feel.
I slid one of my hands down under the water, along the flat plane of her belly, finding her clit with my fingers. God, it was already hard, standing out from the soft folds surrounding it like a proud button.
I moved my fingers in a steady rhythm over it, coordinating my fingers’ strokes to coincide with the attention I was still giving her nipples with my other hand so that I could fill her body up with the most pleasure possible at any given moment. I wanted to