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“You say that now, but we’ll see if you still feel that way after tomorrow evening,” I respond, kissing her hair.
She sighs in contentment and snuggles deeper into me. I really can’t remember the last time we sat like this. “I love you,” I tell her, kissing her hair again.
“I love you, too,” she says, moving a little to lightly kiss my neck.
I know we have a lot of work to do, and sex won’t fix all of our problems. But Anna and I have never really been good at communicating when it comes to those things. After going to see Dr. Parker and now having to talk more openly about things we want, things we like, and don’t, I can see how our communication in other aspects of our lives may become better.
“Let’s head up and get ready for bed, sweet girl.” She nods and yawns in response. Then she sits up and drops the blanket to get her clothes. I groan at the sight, my cock stirring yet again. I am starting to feel like a teenager again.
“Don’t tempt me, sweet girl. Or I may have to spank you.” I say, then swat her butt, laughing when she yelps and runs to the stairs.
“I promise I’ll make sure you like it,” I call after her. I’m only halfway teasing.
“You’re such an ass, Greyson! You got me all hot and bothered, and now you tease me with that?” Her eyes widen at the same time as mine. She didn’t mean to admit that she wanted that, another key piece of information to file away for later.
I chuckle and get up, grab our glasses, take them into the kitchen, and start to make her her favorite tea from before. Hopefully it relaxes her enough to take the edge off. Once everything is picked up and ready to go, I’ll head up.
We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, and now I have to get up early so I can make some plans for tomorrow, to make it even more special for my sweet girl.
Anna
Once I make it upstairs, I immediately head for the bathroom. I look in the mirror, and I see that post-sex sheen on my face and body. I feel like I’m wound so fucking tight. I think about getting in the shower and getting myself off, I’m still right on the edge. I smirk at myself. Greyson is still downstairs; if I hurry, I can take the edge off and he’ll never know.
I rush to the shower and turn on the water. It’s barely warmed up when I enter. I almost forgot to put my hair up in my haste, but thankfully I have a hair tie on my wrist. Once my hair is up and out of the way, I turn so the water is hitting my chest and splash some of the water on my face. A little part of me wants to do what I was told, but right now a bigger part wants to come and disobey him and see what he would do.
I lean back against the wall, still slightly under the water, and start to massage my breasts. I close my eyes and tip my head back. As I start to slide my hands down my body, Greyson’s voice fills my head, making me jump and drop my hands.
“I sure hope you weren’t planning on touching that pretty pussy, sweet girl.” My eyes snap open, and I find him pulling the curtain back, his eyes sweeping over my wet naked body.
“No, I wasn’t.” I try to deny it, but I can tell he doesn’t believe me by the look on his face and the clicking of his tongue.
“I don’t believe you, but since I caught you before you were able to, I’ll let this one slide. Don’t let it happen again, sweet girl.” He strips down and steps into the shower with me.
“Turn around; let me wash you.” I hand him my loofah with my rose-scented body wash on it. He runs his fingers down my spine, then starts to wash my back, I groan. I love it when he washes my back; it’s so relaxing.
“I made tea for you; I’ll try to hurry so it’s not completely cold when you get out. Do you want me to wash your hair?” He asks as he turns me to wash my arms.
“No, that’s okay. I’ll wash it tomorrow; I don’t want to have to dry it before bed.” He’s now moved on to my legs, and he’s working his way up my body, being very careful not to touch between my thighs. Much to my annoyance, he does pay extra attention to my breasts before he turns me to rinse off. Once he’s done, he leans down and kisses my shoulder. Then he reaches past me to get his soap. I reach out and place my hand over his. “Let me.”
He agrees, and we go into a comfortable silence. Just enjoying this intimate time together. He lets out a sigh of contentment when I wash his back too; I don’t wash him often. I know he likes to wash me because it’s an excuse to touch me.
Once we are done, he dries me off, and I do the same for him, all in silence. It doesn’t feel like the void between us is growing; in fact, it feels like it’s shrinking. Like we somehow are closer to each other. Logically, that can’t be true; it’s only been one day since everything came out.
But I felt lighter after meeting with Dr. Parker. The way she made us talk and vent and then just listen to the other person, Greyson and I haven’t had a real conversation outside of small talk in a long time. Of course, we talked about the kids and our days. But never feelings.
Now that we are all dressed for bed, I curl up on my chair with my tea and my Kindle. I just finished the book I was reading the night before last. So I’m scrolling through my to-be-read list, looking for something. It takes me a couple of minutes, but I finally decide on one.
I get cozy in my chair and sip on my tea while I read. After my tea is gone, I set it on the table next to my chair and decide to read one more chapter.
At some point, I must have fallen asleep, because I’m woken by Greyson lifting me and carrying me to bed. I lay my head on his shoulder. He moved me to his side, leaned over, and placed me down, then crawled in behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest, then lifted the hem of my shirt and ran his fingertips along my lower back, causing me to fall back to sleep almost immediately.
When I wake up in the morning, I’m sprawled out in the middle of the bed, and I’m alone. Since it’s Saturday, we don’t have to be up and moving. So I sit up and stretch, then go to the bathroom and grab my Kindle on the way back to the bed. I read a page or two before my eyes are heavy again, and I decide to lie back down.
I’m not sure how long I was asleep, but I’m woken by Grey gently kissing my cheek. He used to do this every morning before he left for work before I got a job too. I smile and open my eyes to see him smiling down at me.
“I made pancakes for breakfast, with strawberries, bananas, and Nutella, all on the side.” He beams at me, my favorite: “I also ran out to that coffee place you like and got you your order from there too.” His smile grows impossibly larger.
“That is so sweet; I’ll be down in a moment.” I smile
