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When I get my vision back, I pull my cock from inside her, while holding her up. I move her under the shower spray and begin washing her up.
When I finish getting us both cleaned, I turn the water off, grab a towel and dry her off, before drying myself off, then lead us back to the bed for some more much-needed sleep.
CHAPTER SIX
SAMANTHA
When I open my eyes, the morning light is just barely peeking through the curtains. I feel Connor at my back, with his arm wrapped around my waist. I think back to yesterday and last night and all the delicious ways he brought my body to life under his touch and dirty words. I can feel myself blush from embarrassment when I remember the times, I called him daddy.
What the hell possessed me to call him that?I think to myself, though if memory serves me correctly, he liked that I called him that, and I did get my ass spanked when I didn’t address him as daddy.
I never thought I was a kinky person, but with Connor, everything feels natural, including having my ass spanked. Just the thought of it has me rubbing my thighs together, trying to stave off the ache growing in my core. My body should not want sex with as much as we did all night, but damn the wetness pooling between my thighs says otherwise.
I know I need to get up and figure out how I am supposed to handle what comes next. I make my way out of the bed and to the kitchen without disturbing Connor. I start making coffee, needing the caffeine to help me.
Connor basically told me he wants me back in Largo with him. If I’m being honest, I want to go back to Largo too. My sister is pregnant, and I would love to have a bond with my niece or nephew. I can’t do that if I’m here.
However, being here isn’t so bad. I have a good job, doing what I love, with a great team. I have a few good friends that I’ve made in the three years I have been here. Granted, I haven’t done much dating, and the man in the other room sleeping on my bed is partially to blame for that. It would be so easy to say this is perfect right now, but what happens when we get back, and he thinks we made a mistake again? It would break me.
I shake my head, grab my coffee, and walk over to the couch to sit down with thoughts rolling through my head of all the pros and cons, and consequences if I should go back to Largo.
I don’t know how long I sit there lost in my battling thoughts, but Connor makes me jump when he speaks. “Have you made a decision yet?”
“Jesus, what the hell? How long have you been standing there?”
“A while. So have you?” he asks again, coming and sitting down beside me.
I chew at my bottom lip, and when I do speak it almost sounds like I’m whining. “I don’t know. All of this seems to be happening too fast. I mean, the last time I saw you, you said kissing me was a mistake,” I can feel the anger rising in me, and I allow it to flow out of me, “then you show up to my house, calling me baby girl, and giving me the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, to the point I call you daddy. It’s just a bit overwhelming. What happens if you decide once we are back in Largo, that this was a mistake too?” I finish in a huff.
I watch him nod his head, as he takes in my words.
“I understand what you are saying, but listen to what I’m saying. I came here to bring you home, and I meant every word I said. I want you, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks or says.”
“I do care, at least with the fire personnel. I can’t work with them everyday and have them think I’m getting special treatment because I’m with you.”
“God, you are so damn stubborn.”
“That’s nothing new,” I say flippantly.
“If that’s all you are worried about, it’s an easy fix.”
“It is?” I ask.
“Since you don’t work directly for me, and we don’t need to be in the same room together all the time, I think we can keep work and home life separate.”
I chew over his words, and he’s right. We don’t have to interact daily at work, I won’t be reporting to him unless I get in trouble, and I have no plans to ever get in trouble. If we can maintain distance from each other at work, our relationship should not cause a conflict within the firehouse.
“As for your question, I was wrong when I said kissing you was a mistake. I will never make that assumption ever again. None of this between us is a mistake, it’s perfect as long as we are together.”
I look at him and see the sincerity in his eyes, “Okay, give me a month to take care of the logistics here, and I will come home,” I tell him and watch the smile form on his gorgeous face.
“I think this is cause for celebration,” he growls into my ear while going for my neck, causing me to squeal.
The man runs his hand up my shirt, squeezing a breast, while his other hand skims up my thigh, slowly making its way to my apex. He takes my lips into a crushing kiss, and before I know it, he has me laying down on the couch, and he’s peeling my leggings and shirt off.
“God, you are so beautiful,” he says, taking in my glistening pussy, while licking his lips.
I watch him with hooded eyes, as his finger slides up between my pussy lips to my clit, “Hmmm, so wet and responsive,” he hums in appreciation before inserting his finger and fingering me.
