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This is the first time she’s going to see me naked, and by the way her stare is glued to my hard cock beneath the tight material of my boxer briefs, she’s here for it. Sliding my fingers beneath the waistband, I pull at the fabric, making sure I move the material away from my cock that’s growing harder by the second with her eyes trained on me. I get them past my thighs, and they fall to the floor. I step out and kick them away.
“Charlie,” I rasp. Fuck me. Her eyes on me have my skin feeling hot all over. Her attention snaps to mine, and her cheeks turn a bright shade of pink. I hold my hand out for her, and she takes small steps toward me, placing her palm in mine. I give her hand a slight tug, and our naked bodies collide. My cock twitches against her belly, and she sucks in a breath.
“That’s all for you, Charlie girl.” I kiss the top of her head, relishing the feel of this beauty in my arms with nothing between us. “Come on.” I take a step back and move to the tub. “Step in.” She does so hesitantly and sighs once she’s sitting in the warm water.
Without having to tell her, she scoots forward, making room for me. I step in behind her and pull her back to my front. My cock rests against her ass as she leans her weight against me. “I’ve never used this tub,” I confess.
“Really? How long have you lived here?”
“About a year and a half.”
“This is a lot of house for a bachelor. Not at all what I expected.”
“I bought this place knowing that I one day wouldn’t be a bachelor. At least I’d hoped.” I move her hair to the side and place my lips against her neck. “What did you expect?”
“I don’t know, but not this beautiful home.”
“It’s a big lonely house,” I admit.
“Yeah, my place isn’t near as big, but before Audrey moved in, I understood the part about being lonely. I still do. Our lives are so busy, we pass each other coming and going.”
“I get that too. When Linc stayed here just for a week, I hardly ever saw him.”
She’s quiet, and I know her well enough to understand that she’s working herself up to asking a question she’s not sure she has the right to ask.
“Just ask me,” I say, wrapping my arms around her.
“You said you knew one day you wouldn’t be a bachelor.”
“I did.”
“Do you want to get married? Or….” Her voice trails off, not wanting to ask me more, but that’s okay. I’ll give her more than she asked for.
“Yeah, I want to get married. I wanted the big house, which I’ve taken care of. Now I just need the love of my life to take my name, so we can fill this big place with babies.”
“You want babies?” she asks softly.
“I do. How about you? You ever think about changing your last name and having a few littles calling you mom?”
“It’s definitely something I’ve thought about.”
“How many?”
“Kids or husbands?” she asks, and I tickle her side. She squirms, and water sloshes around in the tub. “Just kidding,” she says, settling back in her spot against my chest. “At least two. I guess it just depends on my husband. You?”
“This is a five-bedroom house.”
“So, three and a guest room?” she asks.
“Four. The guest room is in the basement.”
“You want four kids?”
“Why should I deprive the world of these Pennington genes?” I tease.
“They broke the mold with you, Spence.”
“Maybe.” I laugh. “I was an only child, and it was an all-new level of loneliness. My parents always invited friends on our vacations, and I was always allowed to have a friend over, but it’s not the same. Those friends have lives, wives, and kids, and we see each other less and less as the years pass by. If I had siblings, that wouldn’t happen.”
