Page 68 of The Other Room

“What are you doing?” She lifted an accusatory eyebrow but made no efforts to resist me when I slid my hands over her hips and yanked her against me.

“Like I said, I’m putting out the fire.”

Her eyes pooled with desire as she watched me lower myself between her legs. I nudged them open and held her gaze while I let my tongue slip into her heated core. Her moans bounced off the shower walls as I teased and tortured her the way I’d learned last night made her body quake and tremble. I’d spent all night memorizing everything that made her moan, wanting nothing more than to bring her pleasure over and over, for the rest of our lives... which is how long I planned on loving her.

The water slid down her body as she leaned back against the wall, her arms dropping heavily to her sides.

I paused and peeked up at her. “You’re supposed to be multi-tasking, remember? You keep washing your hair, and I’ll handle things on my end.”

She did as I said, rubbing the suds into her head while I slid my fingers inside of her. Paired with that thing she loved that I did with my tongue, her legs shook only a few moments later.

I peppered kisses up her wet body until I rose and stood before her, my proud grin meeting her eyes hooded with desire.

“Holy shit,” she breathed.

I couldn’t withhold my chuckle at the crown of foam towering on top of her head. “I think I distracted you. You may have gone a little overboard on the sudsing. Here. Let me rinse it off.”

I reached up and grabbed the shower sprayer, then spun her around, pressing her up against the shower wall. As I angled the sprayers over her to rinse the shampoo from her hair, I lowered myself and pushed inside of her with a groan.

“See. This is multi-tasking,” I whispered in her ear as I moved inside of her while running my hands through her hair, the soap rinsing off and sliding down our bodies.

“Oh my God,” she breathed, her soft moans blended with the sounds of the water pummeling the floor around us.

This. This was where I belonged.

In her.

With her.

Always with her.

Her whimpers drove me on while I picked up my pace, my desire for her building with each movement—our connection deepening as I buried myself deep inside her. As I closed in on my own orgasm, I let go of the shower sprayer and let it swing freely as I reached around, cupping her breast with one hand, and reaching around to tease her bundle of nerves with my other. I pulled her back into me, and even though there wasn’t an inch of space between us, I still didn’t feel close enough to her. I didn’t think I’d ever feel close enough to her. After so many years of praying for this, of dreaming of making her my own, I just wanted to hold her against me like this forever and never let go.

She quivered and shook as I brought her back over the edge, only letting up when my name bounced off the walls of the bathroom on repeat. The sound of her ecstasy sent me tumbling over the same edge, and I held her against me, brushing kisses along the back of her neck.

“Holy shit,” she breathed.

I panted, holding her for a few long moments before releasing my grip on her. “Yeah. You can say that again.”

“Holy shit,” she repeated, turning around to face me with a crooked smile.

“See? I told you we could accomplish two things at once.” I lifted my chin and gave her a nod of approval. “Your hair looks clean, and if you finish up soon, you won’t be late for work.” I leaned in, brushing a kiss on her cheek before grinning and backing out of the shower.

Her jaw slackened as she collapsed back against the shower wall. “What? You’re leaving?”

“My job here is done. My girl is satisfied, and we’ll pick up where we left off after our date tonight.”

With a wink, I blew her a kiss and pulled the curtain shut. Proud of my accomplishment, I wrapped myself up in the towel and strode back to the bedroom. This time Petunia greeted me with a chirp, and I grinned back.

“Snow day, Petunia. It’s a snow day.”

And I had every intention of enjoying every single snow day that lay ahead of us now that Jo was mine.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

JO

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