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Ghost pulls me onto his lap so I can feel his hard cock underneath me, and the arousal in his eyes tells me we are both on the same page now. His shirt I’m wearing parts slightly to expose my nakedness underneath. The hitch in his breath is like heaven to my ears.
His hand sliding up my bare legs has my arousal already building. Yes… this is what I want. No, it’s what Ineed!
His mouth is now all over me, and his whispered words take my mind away to the place where I don’t think of anything except our mutual pleasure.
Using his teeth, he rips the few buttons so I’m fully open to him, my breast on show, and he takes his fill of me.
He owns me, and I give myself willingly.
I can’t hold it in any longer. I moan his name, his real name. The one I hold deep inside me for when we are totally raw and open to each other.
“Noah.”
We need to move from this room. From day one I knew this is a sex-free zone. I get why, but the naughty girl in me keeps trying. One day he will give in and lay me out over this desk in front of him. Spread-eagle and devouring me to the point I can’t even speak, and then he will fuck me into submission. I’m sure he knows that’s a fantasy of mine, and he always humors me up to a certain point, and then we are moving to anywhere he can find, somewhere to push my body up against and have me screaming his name. Even if it’s a silent scream to hide from the kids.
Now is that breaking point. I can hear the change in his voice as soon as he starts to talk again. “Shower, now. Get the soap ready so I can clean you after I make you filthy dirty for the first time tonight, but rest assured, it won’t be the last time.”
Not wanting the intensity to drop, as I’m walking away, I flip off his shirt and sway my naked ass at him as I head to the shower. The groan behind me tells me it worked.
As soon as I’m clear of the door, I’m running down the hallway to our shower. Lighting a few candles in the bathroom, I know I don’t have long. He will be in here, and I want to be wet and waiting. There is something so sensual about a shower where Noah is washing me while worshiping my body at the same time. It’s hard to concentrate through the overload of sensations.
The minutes are ticking away, and I’m starting to worry that someone is in trouble and I’ll be left here hanging. It wouldn’t be the first time it’s happened. But he always more than makes up for it when the crisis is over.
I hear his footsteps entering the bathroom and his shadow moves in the candlelight.
“What took you so long? I was going to start…” I begin, trying to hurry him to be in here with me.
“Mommy, we have a visitor.” His voice is solid and calm.
My body moving automatically, mother mode kicks my arousal sadly to the side. Peeking my head out the door, I see a bare-chested Noah with Bessy in his arms, looking sad and a little lost.
“Ohhh.” I silently thank him for stopping me before I said anything that could have had both of us trying to explain to Miss Inquisitive.
“What’s wrong, Bessy?”
After the explanation that she is missing her daddy and that another story will fix the problem, I’m left standing here in the shower on my own. The hot water streaming down over me, the vanilla scent from the candle mixing in the steam around me, and my sex throbbing for my husband. I lost my shyness of masturbating years ago thanks to my husband, but tonight is not about just getting off. I need that connection with Noah, and I’m waiting for his love, no matter how long it takes. He promised to resolve my issue, and I’ll be here with anticipation just like he is expecting.
I knew as soon as Bessy was born, she was his princess, and no matter what, he would always bow to her with all the love he has inside him. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Turning off the shower and toweling off, I take the candles into our room, leaving the lights off and throwing the blanket back. My emotions feel raw, and that’s how I want him to find me. Something is not right with me, but I just can’t pinpoint what it is. Noah always manages to make everything right.
Tonight, I’m relying on him for that.
* * *
I can’t believe it’s been over a month since Kurt and Asha were here for their second visit. Having them back for that second time was so special and so much less stressful than the first trip.
Life has settled into a pattern again, but now with the added phone calls and video chats between us all. We have even managed to have a few dinners together via Zoom, and it feels so good to have other people to talk to over a meal. I’ve noticed a change in Ghost too. Having Bull back in his life, he seems a little more relaxed. Even though Bull doesn’t want to work with Ghost and Ashton in their business, back in the high-paced world of danger, but I have a feeling down the track there will be times he won’t be able to help himself or Ghost will need him and that will have him stepping in without even being asked.
Watching Ghost and Bessy outside on the swing has me smiling. Eli is in the pouch on Ghost’s chest, and there is nothing that makes my heart swoon more than seeing him with his kids.
My hands on the side of the kitchen sink, everything around me becomes a little blurred. Shaking my head trying to clear it, things become worse. Dizziness now overtaking me, I try to get to the ground before I fall there. What the hell is going on? Even if I called to Ghost, he wouldn’t hear me.
I’m okay, I just need to breathe a bit deeper. Get more oxygen.
In and out, I tell myself. Big deep breaths, in and slowly out. Things are a little fuzzy still, and in the background, I can hear Bessy giggling. I try to concentrate on her voice so I don’t pass out.
I have no idea how much time has passed before my sight is returning and the thumping in my chest is settling back so I can’t feel my heart pumping so hard. As things in my head are returning to normal, I realize I can hear running water above me. Shit, I was rinsing some tomatoes before I felt weird. Pushing myself up carefully so I don’t fall, I reach my hand out to the tap and turn it off. I’m clutching the counter hard enough my knuckles are white, but I need the stability until I’m sure it won’t happen again.
