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She did as I said, and the shift in position gave me the perfect angle to thrust up into her. My arms were still around her, one at her hips and the other at her waist, keeping her pressed against me as I bucked my hips up over and over again.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered. “That feels so incredible…”
“Yeah,” I said with a chuckle deep in my throat. “You do.”
After a few moments, I pulled out of her so I could spin her to face me, letting her straddle me in the oversized tub. She began to ride me, one of my hands on her hip and the other cupping and toying with one of her perfect, bouncing tits.
“That’s Daddy’s good girl,” I said as she slowed her rhythm, gyrating rather than bouncing for a moment before going back to an up and down motion. “Fuck… yes… that’s averygood girl.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Jenna said in a voice that sent me into a frenzy.
I lifted her off me and spun her around so she was still astride me, but facing away. She gripped the front of the tub as I held onto her hips, slamming into her as she rotated her hips forward and back, letting me drive even deeper inside of her.
It was only moments before I couldn’t take it any longer. I stood, still within her, so that she was bent over in front of me and I began fucking her furiously from behind.
She gasped and cried out with every thrust, and I felt her tighten and clench around me in climax.
“Good girl… I love it when you come for me. Think you can do it again?” I asked.
“Yes.” She panted. “Yes, I can come again for you.”
I slowed my thrusts, sliding almost all the way out and back in, letting every single inch of me fill her in a way that let her feel every ridge and line of me, the way I felt every inch of her.
“You there yet, baby girl?” I asked, knowing I was nearing my own climax and not wanting to finish without giving her one more orgasm.
“Yes… yes…” she said before moaning and whimpering, her center forming a vice around me as I allowed myself to let loose.
“That’s my girl,” I said, thrusting as deeply as I could into her. “You know exactly how to make Daddy feel good, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said.
I pressed into her five, ten more times, then felt myself about to go over the edge.
“Daddy’s gonna come, baby,” I said in a strained voice. “Is on your back okay?”
“Yes,” she said, and it was good she did, because at that moment, I pulled out and began to spill myself over her lovely skin.
“Oh, fuck… God, yes, Jenna…”
Once I’d finished, I grabbed the washcloth and cleaned her up, both where she was damp from her juices and where I’d made a mess of my own on her. I pulled her back into the water once she was clear of any remnants, holding her against me once more.
“Now…” I said, my voice breathless and tired, but feeling better and lighter than I had in a long time. “What do you want to do next?”
Chapter Nineteen
Jenna
Iwasstartingtoget used to being naked in front of the fire and I had no idea how I was supposed to go back to drying my body without it when it was clearly the superior way. Gabe and I had mounded up a big pile of blankets and collapsed onto them, napping completely unclothed and waking up for twenty to thirty minutes at a time to chat about life.
It was our own peaceful little holiday bubble.
With Gabe lying out like this in the daylight, I could really appreciate the finer points of his sculpted body. I asked him about the scar on the inside of his thigh (he got it skateboarding in college while trying to show off), and the birthmark on his ribs. He told me his dad had had one just like it. I asked him if he missed his parents.
“Wouldn’t anyone?” he asked. “Being an adult doesn’t alleviate you from feeling like an orphan.”
“God, it’s so true,” I replied. “I remember the first Christmas without my parents. I laid in bed wondering who was going to send me presents from Santa. I was eighteen years old and definitely knew Santa wasn’t real and yet, without them I felt like an abandoned child.”
Gabe nodded, tracing invisible shapes across my stomach as he stared into nothing. “I don’t know how I would have gotten through my parents’ deaths without Hannah. I think that’s why I proposed to her, to be honest. Not because I didn’t think I could live without her, but because she had really been there for me and I knew she wanted to get engaged. It was the only way I could think of to thank her.”
