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I offer her my hand, she slides it into mine, and I pull her up.
“Hopefully, I can still shuffle to the shower,” she muses.
“Yikes, sorry about that.” Then I glance at her quickly, realizing her words. “Shit, I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She shakes her head, letting out a little giggle. “No, at least not in a bad way.”
“Wait, what?”
“It’s been a while,” she reminds me. “I’m fine. You were very tender with me, Ash. At least, the first time.”
I watch her warily for a moment while we walk to the bathroom. The last thing I want is for her to be hurt because I pounded her too hard on our first night together. “You don’t have to hide from me,” I tell her, just so she knows.
She smiles and tugs at my hand. “Ash, I’m not doing that.”
“Good.” I let go of her hand to reach in and turn the shower on. I indicate she should get in first while I rummage around for my shower gel. I realize then that there’s some inside the shower that was supplied.
I hear Mads’ appreciation for the hot water hitting her skin as I walk in behind her.
I’m glad the shower is quite large. I squeeze some of the gel into my hand as I pull her back to my front and wash her, starting with her tits. She lifts her arms up in the air as I soap her, rubbing the gel up and down her arms and then down to her navel. I gently touch between her legs, and she sighs, clutching onto me. “Babe?” I say as she glances up at me.
“At least I know where you’ve been,” she muses, wincing slightly.
That’s one thing I didn’t think of. She’s going to be feeling me all day tomorrow at the hockey game. I hope I’ll be able to concentrate.
“I think we better give it a rest for tonight then,” I say into her neck as she turns around to face me. My cock is at half-mast again, but that’s nothing new.
“I may pass out on you,” she says and laughs sleepily.
“Hold on to me,” I say, letting the water cascade over both of us while we quickly wash. I turn the water off a few moments later and reach for the towels. I wrap mine around my waist quickly and then pass hers. We both dry off and as she wraps herself up in the towel, I decide now is as good a time as any to pick her up and carry her to bed.
She barely registers the move as she folds her head into my shoulder, and I plod back to the bedroom, still in my towel. I pull the covers back as best I can and place her on the bed, pulling the sheets over her. She discards the towel and snuggles into the pillow.
I walk around to the other side of the bed, dropping my towel and climbing into the fresh white sheets. She turns to face me, her eyes fluttering, trying to stay open, I think.
“Sleep,” I whisper, moving some loose curls out of her eyes. I place a kiss on her forehead and lay on my side, watching her until sleep takes me, too.
We wake up late, largely because I forgot to set my alarm for the charity game today, so we don’t even have any time to appreciate each other’s bodies for too long.
A quick romp with her on top, and I’m driving her home so she can change and get ready for the day.
She looks cute with her curls out; her face glows from our all-night orgasmic haze. It was pretty full on, and I crashed straight away with no nightmares in sight.
I don’t have many cares in the world today until I see how many missed calls I have from my dad when we take a detour on the way to the stadium. We grab some coffee and bagels. I internally groan. I suppose he’s had a few days to get over my walking out on him at the office. It rarely takes him long.
I won't call him back just yet because I don't want to ruin my good mood, especially when the day is about to begin. Even though it's a charity event, I still need to stay focused.
“You excited about today?” Maddison asks me as she sips on her coffee.
“Yeah, I always get a little pumped before a game. Kind of weird, though, playing with some of the guys I usually play against.”
“It sounds like a wonderful charity, though,” she says. “And it’s great that you’re so involved.”
“I love working with kids. There’s so much young talent out there.”
“Is that how you got spotted all those years ago?”
I smile, remembering back. “Yeah, it was. A talent scout that took the time to check out the smaller suburban schools.”
