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Yes, in pieces. Not in whole parts. Not everything, all at once. And I can’t expect him to be a mind reader, so I’ll need to put on my big girl panties and have a real conversation with him.
After Christmas.
After this magical week.
“Do you want to come? Daddy can be extra gentle.”
“Ahhh…” I rock against his fingers.
“Your little clit pulsing against my hand…that’s so hot, baby.”
“Nnnggg.” I whine and thrash, and he whispers filthy things in ear until I explode, splashing water everywhere.
Once I recover, I twist in his arms and straddle him, finding his erection under the water. I lean forward and kiss him as I stroke him firmly. His cock pulses in my hand.
“Not gonna last long with your pretty little hand on me,” he says, his voice tinged with desperation. “Want to cover your tits with come.”
“Yeah?” I lift back, sliding off his lap and between his legs. His thighs float up in the water, resting over my hips, and now my breasts are at exactly the right level and his cock juts out of the water.
The bathroom echoes with the heavy sound of his breathing and the wet slap of my hand moving against his cock, at the water’s surface.
Time slows.
And then with a muffled shout, he explodes all over my fingers, my nipples, my chest. And as he hauls me up against him, the last few spurts pulse against my belly.
“Good girl, making me come so fast.” He laughs breathlessly. “And now we need to shower off again.”
ChapterTen
Jake
By the timewe make it downstairs for brunch, everyone else is almost done eating.
Nobody says anything about how we disappeared during the movie last night, and Sienna’s nana doesn’t give any clue that she’s shared what she knows about me with anyone else.
It’s a warm, inviting Christmas Eve morning, full of bubbly excitement for the day ahead.
I know I should make time to talk to Sienna about how we explain the initial ruse to her family, and come clean, so we can move our relationship forward in an orderly way, but spoiling Christmas with that awkwardness seems unnecessary.
Soon, I tell myself.
The Gibb siblings decide they want to have another snowball fight, this time Siblings vs. Better Halves, with their parents being the referees.
“Is that what I interrupted when I arrived the other night? A formal, refereed snowball fight?” I ask Sienna.
She blushes. “Sorry about nailing you in the face.”
I tug on her nearest pigtail. “You’ve just made it up to me by including me on the Better Halves team.”
Her blush deepens.
But once we get outside, I realize I have a problem. I don’t like being on the opposite team from Sienna. And I really don’t like anyone else throwing snowballs at her.
“Hey, not so hard,” I bark at Carina’s husband after he nails Sienna on the thigh and she goes down. And then when Nathan’s wife trips her, I call a timeout. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. We need to have some rules of good sporting behavior.”
“Did you just call a timeout against your own team?” Nathan cackles. “Dude, she has you wrapped around her little finger. And she’s a menace!”
I frown. “Don’t call the girl on your own team a menace.”
