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Riley giggles, burying her face into my shoulder. But as she shakes her head at my obvious plan, she gets up, letting me lead her down the hall.
“Go get pajamas, and I’ll turn the bath on,” I tell her, and she disappears into her bedroom.
Will she get sexy lingerie? Or fuzzy sun-printed pants? I have no idea and love the idea of finding out because she’s sexy either way.
I take my shirt off and then make quick work of figuring out how to plug the tub, turning the water on as hot as it’ll go. I want Riley to be soft, supple, and warm for me. I find a bottle of bubble bath in the cabinet and pour a generous amount into the stream of water and then add a cute yellow rubber ducky I find in the cabinet too.
The only thing missing is Riley.
“Hey, Sunshine, you coming?” I call, crossing the hall to the bedroom.
Riley is standing there, naked and gorgeous with a pair of socks in her hand. “I couldn’t decide what to get, but my feet get cold, so I started here,” she says, holding up the yellow wool knit socks.
“That’s all you need,” I growl, rushing her and taking her in my arms. I meet her mouth, our heads tilted to get more of each other. Tonight has been a lot to deal with, and while we’ve faced it together, we need each other.
I need Riley. Now.
I reach between us, undoing my pants and freeing my cock before I pick her up. My hands support under her ass, and her arms and legs wrap around me as her body welcomes me inside.
“Fuck, Sunshine,” I groan. “How are you already wet for me?”
“Always. Ready. For. You.” She’s bouncing on my cock, each word a hiss of breath as I slam deep.
I can’t believe I’ve gone my whole life without Riley wrapped around my dick and woven through my heart. I was missing so much and didn’t even realize it. But I do now, and I’m not going to take it for granted.
I buck up into her, holding her securely as I pick up the pace. I know I can’t stay in this position for long, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to make her come and fill her up. We need this. We deserve this.
“You feel so good. I can feel how much your pussy wants me. So fucking tight,” I grunt. My hands squeeze the flesh of her ass, likely leaving fingerprints, and Riley goes crazy. She uses her leverage on my shoulders to lift and lower herself as I push and pull her, and together, we get wilder and rougher.
“Come, Noah. Please. I want it,” she pants.
I want to wait for her, but her body is pulling my orgasm from me, and I can’t hold back. “Now!”
Riley cries out in relief, not from her own orgasm but from mine. I pump deep and hard, filling her as pleasurable static washes through my mind. As I return to awareness, I realize Riley is sliding down my body a bit.
I turn, tossing her to the bed. She bounces with a squeal and a smile. But I wipe the smile off her face in an instant when I throw her legs into the air, pinning them with one arm to slide my fingers into her slippery pussy. I use my cum, rubbing it on her lips and up to her clit. “Your turn, baby. Come for me, soak me with it.”
Riley shudders as my fingers blur across her whole center, swiping at her clit with each stroke. In seconds, she’s writhing, moaning, and calling my name. “Noah, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
As if I would.
She goes tense and quiet, a silent scream trying to escape, and then she detonates. Her juices flow over my hand, mixing with mine, and I spread the entirety of us all over her, wanting her messy with the pleasure we’ve made.
“Yesssss,” she hisses.
As the shudders slow, I kiss her shapely calf, nibbling there gently. “Nom-nom-nom.”
Riley opens one eye, her dazed gaze looking at me in surprise. “Did you Cookie Monster me?”
“Soul cookies,” I answer, and she laughs.
I join the laugh but in a whoosh become aware of an odd sound.
“Oh, shit!! The water’s still on!” I yell, scrambling from the bedroom to the bathroom.
The sight that greets me is straight out of a cartoon. The tub is piled high with white bubbles, each piled on another as they climb the tile surround of the tub. Luckily, the overflow valve is keeping up with the amount of water . . . mostly.
“Towels!” Riley shouts, opening the cabinet and grabbing them as I turn the water off.
In a total moment of ridiculous comedy, we’re both buck naked, on the floor, trying to sop up the water with what I’m guessing are her good towels.
