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He gives me a curt nod and stalks away. I let out a breath. I hadn’t expected Dad to apologize, but it does make me feel better.Somewhat.Perhaps, we’re making progress. Time will tell.
Bellow trots back to me. “You all done?”
That question earns me another bark and more tail wagging.
I chuckle. “All right, let’s go inside.”
Dad’s gone by the time I step into the house. The bathroom shower is going, and a plan sparks to life. I double-check to make sure Dad’s truck is gone. Once I’m in the clear, I march down the hall with determination.
Steam greets me as I push open the bathroom door. I close the door behind me and waste no time peeling off my clothes. I let them fall to the floor beside Dalton’s shorts he had slept in last night. He’ll never know how much I appreciated the way he took care of me. It was a small gesture, but sometimes the smallest acts of kindness have the biggest impact. I needed him last night, and he more than came through.
Naked, I step toward the shower, my stomach churning like those slushy machines in convenience stores. I think if I drank one right now, I’d throw up. I’m out of my element and feel perverted standing outside the linen shower curtain. I don’t know what to do. Do I invade his space, slide the curtain open, and be like,surprise, here I am? It feels weird since we’ve yet to have sex since we reconnected. Well, the penetrating kind. Is it okay to have shower sex first? Does it matter if it’s here or in a bed? I’m such an amateur at this. Why can’t I be bold? Instead of surprising him, I settle on clearing my throat. Loudly.
Chapter Thirty
CASSIE
“Cassie?”The curtain whips open. Dalton’s expression goes from puzzled to a holy-cow-there’s-a-naked-woman-in-front-of-me level of shock to pure appreciation. It’s the latter look I love. I don’t have a model-worthy body. I’m short and curvy. But I feel like the sexiest woman alive when he stares at me like that.
So what do I do? I wave lamely.
My seduction skills need some serious sharpening.
“I, uh, thought you might want some company.”
His gaze peruses my body, and I watch his dick go from semi-flaccid to hard. My breasts grow heavy. I’ve given a lot of thought to what I’m about to do. Maybe too much thought. But three years is a long time to think about repayment. I owe him this.
“Are you sure?” He looks past me and to the door. “I take it your dad left?”
“Yes, he’ll be gone for a couple of hours.”
His cocky grin slides into place as he pushes the curtain wider. “Hell yeah, I’ll take some company.”
I step into the tub, wishing we had a fancy walk-in shower that featured a bench and a wide-open space. Things I never thought of before. I never even cared. But that was before Dalton’s large frame ate up the real estate. He’s everywhere. He’s consuming. And he’s standing right in front of me, naked.
I suck in my bottom lip as water sprays upon his back. Dalton stares down at me with an intensity, I swear, clenches my insides and gives me all sorts of feels. But what I want to do isn’t about me. I want this to be about him. Instead of moving, I stand still as he lowers his mouth to mine and kisses me with a yearning I feel in my soul. There has always been something magnetic between us. That’s why I believed so vehemently about fate. When two people have this strong pull toward each other, how can destiny not be real? I may have given up the idea along the way, but each kiss, each stroke of his tongue, each brush of his fingertips solidifies my belief. Dalton and I are meant to be together. It’s the how we have to figure out.
Before I lose courage, I drop to my knees. I never got the chance to do this to him back in Bellow Bay, and I always regretted it.
“Babe, you don’t have to do this.”
“But I want to.” He has no idea how badly I want this.
Dalton sucks in a sharp breath when I cup his balls and wrap my lips around his dick.
“Seriously, I don’t expect you to do this.” His voice cracks when I pull back just enough to run my tongue around the tip and then take him deeper in my mouth. His head lolls back as the most delicious groan erupts from deep inside.
He weaves his fingers into my hair. My gaze flashes to meet his. Lust and desire greet me. He wants this despite his politeness.
I pull back just long enough to speak. “You don’t know how many times I’ve pictured doing this.”Or how many times I researched how to give good blowjobs.I must’ve known deep down that we belonged together. How could we not? Our appearances may be different, but our emotional scars are more similar than not. We’re two lost souls that somehow found each other through the crazy.
“Jesus, this feels so good.”
With his balls still in my palm, I squeeze a little tighter and then take more of his length. His hips buck, but I think more out of surprise than anything.
“We’re really doing this?” His words come out breathy. My answer comes in the form of pulling back and then sucking in more. I work my tongue against his cock, keeping up the pacing of his thrust. He leans forward, bracing one hand against the shower wall while the other holds my head.
Warmth tingles in my belly. I never realized the natural high I could get from this, but it’s a freaking turn-on knowing I’m bringing him to the brink of ecstasy. I bob my head back and forth, taking as much as I can as he fucks my mouth.
