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“My pwincess bed.” She runs and jumps on the mattress.
“No jumping on the bed, missy,” Mara warns in her stern mom voice.
Finley flops down on her bottom, her smile still wide. “My woom,” she tells us.
“That’s right. You ladies hang out, I’m going to go grab your dresser.” I head to the garage for another load and that’s how the night goes. I bring in the dresser that I left full of clothes, making unpacking a breeze. As I bring in boxes of clothes and toys and the small bookcase, they work on getting it set up. By the time they’re finished, I have all the boxes from Mara’s room in our bedroom ready to be unpacked.
“It’s bedtime,” Mara announces. “You’re going to Sonia’s tomorrow.”
“I want Sef.”
“I had a great time with you today, Finny, but I have to go back to work tomorrow. How about I read you a story?” Her eyes are drooping and I know it won’t be long before she’s fast asleep. She nods and climbs into her bed, already having changed into pajamas and taken her bathroom break. I settle in beside her on the floor and hold the book where she can see the pages. Two pages in and Mara stops me with her hand on my arm.
“She’s out.”
Looking over at Finley, I kiss her forehead before climbing to my feet and placing the book back on her shelf. “She’s had a busy day.”
“You both have. I can’t believe you moved her entire room.”
“Well, there are still a few pictures on the walls that we’ll need to bring over and hang. She was really good so I kept working.”
“Thank you. This is going to make it go so much faster and make her transition smoother.”
“She seems to be doing well,” I whisper, leading her out of Finley’s room after turning on the night light.
“She is. She adores you.”
“Good, because I adore her too. You ready to unpack your stuff or do you want to wait until tomorrow night?”
“How much is there?”
“Take a look.” I push open our bedroom door and she gasps.
“How did you manage all of this on your own with a toddler?”
“I told you she was good. She helped, took a nap, and watched some TV.”
“Is there anything left?”
“Yes, lots of things, but I have all of your clothes and everything that was under the bathroom sink and in the drawers.” She’s quiet as she looks at the boxes. She peeks inside a few of them. I’m nervous that this is too much too fast. Her silence is killing me. I’m just about to ask what’s wrong when she turns to me with a smile on her face.
“I guess I need to unpack.”
So that’s what we do. I unpack the boxes while she organizes her drawers that I cleaned out for her. This house has two walk-in closets in the master with custom shelving. She gets right to it, hanging up clothes and placing shoes and sweaters on the shelves.
Two hours later, she’s unpacked, and the boxes are broken down and in the garage waiting to be packed up again. “I’m going to grab a quick shower,” I say, kissing her temple and heading into the master bathroom. I turn on the faucet ready to wash the day away and strip out of my clothes.
I stand under the hot spray letting it beat down on my muscles. I should have asked Mara to get in the hot tub with me. This will have to do for tonight. I’m exhausted. However, when I feel her small hands wrap around my waist and her naked body press into my back, sleep is the last thing on my mind. Turning, I wrap my arms around her and just hold her close.
“This, we need more of this,” I say, resting my chin on the top of her head.
“Yeah,” she agrees. “You know, I’ve never done this. I’ve never showered with anyone.”
“No?”
She shakes her head. Her hands move to my chest as her fingers dance over my pecs and down my abs. Her big green eyes lock on mine as her hand grips my cock. The look in her eyes tells me she’s hesitant, not sure exactly what she’s doing or what she’s gotten herself into. I know her experience is limited, and null since the night Finley was conceived. It just might kill me, but this is her show and I’m going to let it play out however she wishes.
“Seth.”
“Yeah, baby?” I push her wet hair out of her eyes.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you.”
“No. Tell me what to do. I-I don’t know what you like.”
I smile down at her. “You, Mara. I like you. I want you. Anytime you want to put your hands on me, be my guest.”
“Show me what you like.”
“Anything. Everything. As long as it’s you.” I run the pad of my thumb across her lips. “What do you like, Mara? What do you want?”
“I want to taste you,” she whispers, but to my ears, she screams the words.
Raising my hands, I lock them behind my head. “I’m yours, Mara. Take what you need.”
Without a word, I see the determination in her eyes with the knowledge she’s directing this show. Leaning in, she places a kiss to the center of my chest before taking a step back and dropping to her knees.
I glance down, and the vision before me is enough to send me into orgasmic bliss. Closing my eyes, I focus on taking in deep, even breaths as her hand strokes me faster. When her lips touch the tip of my cock, I have to reach out and brace myself against the shower wall. Tentatively she does it again, swallowing m
ore. Then again, taking more each time, growing braver in taking what she wants. What she needs.
Over and over again, she takes me deep into the back of her throat. I’m so damn close, but I don’t want it to end this way. “Mara, babe, I’m close.” I tap on her shoulder to get her attention. When she doesn’t remove her mouth from my dick, I’m forced to open my eyes and look down. Fuck me. This is a sight I will never forget. “Mara,” I grind out.
She stops. My cock’s still in her mouth as she stares up at me. Big green eyes filled with lust gaze up at me. I release a groan from deep in the back of my throat when I look further and see her hand between her legs. “Stand up.” She must hear it in my voice, the way I’m about to lose my control, lose my fucking mind. “Condom.”
I watch as she steps out of our walk-in shower and pulls open the drawer on the vanity. She grabs a small foil packet and comes back to me. Not willing to let her touch me again for fear I’ll combust, I take it from her hand, tear it open with my teeth, and slide it over my cock. Tossing the wrapper on the shower floor, I bend down, place my hands on the back of her thighs, and lift her. Instinctively, she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
Turning, I push her back against the wall and kiss her. My tongue fucks her mouth. Her hands grip my hair, and I deepen the kiss. Sliding my hand between us, I press my thumb gently against her clit and begin to rub small circles.
“Oh, shit,” she breathes, letting her head tilt back against the tile wall.
“I’m going to come as soon as I slide inside you. I’m at my breaking point, Mara. I need you to get there.” I say the words against her lips before my tongue explores her mouth once again. Over and over, I circle her clit. She grinds her hips against me, and when she moans from deep in the back of her throat, I know she’s close. Without a word, I remove my hand and align myself at her entrance, pushing inside and feeling her heat surround me. I can’t help but wonder what she’d feel like bare. My cock twitches at the thought, and her nails dig into my scalp.
