She rides the wave, shuddering and clenching around my fingers. I press my lips against her hip bone, and when she dips her head to gaze down at me, I am sure that there will never be abetter feeling than the one I feel when I make her look at me like this.
I stand, sliding my body against hers as I do. She wraps her arms around my neck and all but climbs me like a tree once I’m fully upright, kissing me with such urgency that it feels like she needs my lips on hers more than oxygen itself. I can feel her moans vibrating through my entire body, and it sends a shudder down my spine. I almost come from the sound alone.
“You like the taste of yourself, baby?” I murmur between kisses. “So good, huh?”
She nods and dives back in. Water beats over our faces.
I’m suffocating. Drowning.
I can think of worse ways to go.
She grinds against me, needy to be filled and I like it so much I consider making her writhe and beg a little longer despite the fact my cock is so hard it’s fucking painful.
I impale her on my thick length, holding her in place as I take a minute to breathe through the pleasure of it. She feels so fucking good it should be illegal, and it’s hard to last very long without giving it a solid effort.
For a split second, my mind flits to the fact that Sienna could wake up from her nap at any time.Dad life; thinking of your baby every waking moment, even the most inopportune ones.
With that fleeting thought, I chase my release, pounding into her relentlessly because I desperately do not want to be interrupted before I fill her up.
My release comes hard and fast and I press her back into the wall and rest my face against her wet shoulder.
In my hazy comedown, I realize we haven’t had the birth control discussion and I feel like a dipshit for not even asking if it was okay for me to finish inside her any of the times that I have now.
I don’t expect that someone preparing to go into their master's program would be eager to get knocked up, and she’s well aware that I already have the responsibility ofonebaby.
I think we’re good, but I make a mental note to bring it up to her at a later date.
A date in which I’m not currently inside of her, my cum already dripping down the insides of her thighs.
There is a feral part of me that whispers;it wouldn’t be so bad, would it? Another baby? With her?
Yeah, this woman has me losing my fucking mind. What the hell is wrong with me?
I lower her onto the slick tile floor, my face scrunching with a smile as her bare feet slap against the surface. As she presses a soft kiss against my chest, Sienna wails from the other room signaling she’s awake.
“What timing,” I half snort, half laugh.
“I’ll grab her,” she stands on her tiptoes to kiss the corner of my mouth. “You finish up.”
“Thanks, baby.” I appreciate the offer being that I haven’tactuallyshowered.
She steps out and wraps up in a towel before padding into the bedroom to grab Sienna.
I can hear them through the cracked door. She shifts so easily back into mom mode, and my heart pinches a little because that’s what it is, isn’t it? She’s mothering my child and it's a huge part of why I think I’m falling in love with her.
Every day, she becomes more of the missing puzzle piece that we didn't even know was missing. She fills the role so effortlessly as if it was always meant to be hers.
God, I hope that what I have to offer in return is enough to make her want to stay.
27
MIMOSA DOES NOT TASTE AS GOOD THE SECOND TIME AROUND
QUINN
I come back insidefrom taking Kronk out, put on a pot of coffee, and pull out the things I need to make breakfast. Yesterday was thoroughly exhausting, but Sienna felt better by the evening and was seemingly back to normal by last night.
We spent the entire day snuggling in bed and—to Jack’s dismay—watchingTheNightmare Before Christmas.
