“Shh baby, it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me now. But you will, someday.”
I lean down and kiss her while I walk us backwards into the shower. Inside, I tilt her head back, wetting her hair. I grab some shampoo and lather up my hands, massaging her scalp as I wash her.
She looks up at me with appreciation, and my breath seizes in my lungs. When the soap is rinsed from her hair, I turn her around, kissing her neck before moving down to her breasts. I tease her nipple with my tongue and she rewards me with a moan. I love those little moans of pleasure because I don’t think for one second that she’s faking any of them.
I rub my erection against her belly as I reach down between her legs. But just as I’m about to strike gold, she pulls back and shakes her head with a grin. I watch her sink to her knees in front of me, looking like every wet dream I’ve ever had.
But when she takes my throbbing cock into her petite hands, it’s game over. I’m already fucked, and she knows it. She strokes me with both hands, watching my expression as her tongue darts out and licks the tip. I don’t even try to hold back my groan this time. She wants to know she’s pleasing me, and I can’t deny her that.
I stroke her hair as she takes me into her mouth and devours me. She moves languidly along the shaft as I rock my hips back and forth, her moans vibrating against me. It feels so good I don’t even try to hold off, allowing her to comfort me in the one way that she can. My cock twitches violently, convulsing all over her mouth. She swallows everything I give her, licking my saltiness from her lips as she pulls away. I collapse onto the ground beside her, wondering what the fuck just happened.
I stare down at her, confusion and pride warring inside of me.
After a few moments, she reaches for the shampoo and lathers up her own hands as she straddles me on the floor. She massages the soap into my hair with gentle strokes, and I close my eyes and allow myself to relax. When she finishes with my hair, she moves onto my chest and arms. She strokes down my belly and around my cock. The water streaming above us quickly washes the suds away as I reach for her hips.
“Your test results came today,” I murmur. “All good, of course.”
Her face lights up as realization sinks in. “Dr. Sherry sent them to you?”
“Yes, you signed the consent form.” I smile.
“Is that how this usually works?” she asks quietly. The smile has fallen from her face, and I can’t understand why.
“What do you mean?” I ask, smoothing her wet hair back from her face.
She bites her lip and tries to look away, but I don’t let her.
“Dr. Sherry seemed to know you,” she says. “I was just wondering if you always send your… um, female companions to her.”
When my eyes search her face, I realize that she’s jealous. That she thinks she’s just one in an endless train of many. And for once, I actually hate that I made someone feel that way.
“Victoria.” I twine my fingers around her back and pull her a little closer. “I don’t send the other women to Dr. Sherry, or any other doctor for that matter. They aren’t usually around long enough, and I never fuck without a condom.”
“Oh.” She blinks, her eyebrows crinkling in confusion. “So then why did you send me?”
“Because I wanted more with you,” I tell her honestly. “I want there to be nothing between us when I’m inside of you.”
“Really?” she croaks, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Yes.”
I pull her hips on top of my cock and glide the tip along her wet pussy as I talk. “So what do you say?”
“I want that too,” she says, her gaze hooded.
At the green light, I go for it with gusto, sliding inside of the only woman that’s ever felt right. She throws her head back and grips my shoulders, arching her back to give me the perfect view. She feels so soft and warm against me I almost explode right away. But I slow my pace, fucking her while I suck on every part of her body my lips can reach. She comes twice before I find my own release inside of her, claiming her body as mine.
When we finally leave the shower, the water is ice cold and my balls are freezing. I make a mental note to stick to shower fucking at my place only when I hear a male’s voice from the living room.
“Is that the guy from the club?”
“How did you ever guess?” Victoria grins up at me.
“I didn’t realize you had plans tonight.”
She reaches up on her tiptoes, kissing me happily.
“You’re part of those plans now, Gabriel. I wouldn’t let you leave if you wanted to. I’m cooking dinner, and you haven’t lived until you’ve had my Chilli Mac.”
Something swells in my chest. Relief? I don’t know. All that I know is I’m glad she’s not booting me out.
“I don’t know what that is,” I say. “But I’m sure I’ll love it.”
We both get dressed and join Alanna in the living room where she is doing impressions of someone while Trevor laughs hysterically.