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“You didn’t want this?” she said in innocent surprise. She made a move to struggle free of him and David stopped wasting time, his hips moving so that the tip of his hard cock slipped between her slickening folds. Shoshana gasped, her fingers convulsing on his arm.
“I absolutely want this,” he said, his lips catching hers for a quick, soul searing kiss. She pressed against him, taking more of him inside herself as her hips moved to meet his. David broke the kiss, his hand grasping her hip, the curve of her ass, pulling her more securely against him.
“I meant we need to be clear with each other,” she said, gasping as his body moved with hers. She groaned. David wasn’t giving her much space to equivocate. “About how we feel and stuff.”
“I thought I made myself clear about that?” he said, his fingers sliding between their bodies, finding her most sensitive places. “Do I need to say it again?”
“Yes, definitely tell me again,” she gasped, more because of what his fingers were doing than his words. He chuckled, his head dipping to rain a string of kisses down the column of her neck.
“I love you,” he said, doing something with his hips that made her cry out. He said it again, punctuating each word with his hips. Shoshana moaned, helpless in his arms as he brought her body to the brink.
“David,” she gasped, her body tight against his. He laughed, nipping the sensitive flesh at her throat.
“I love how you say my name,” he said. His fingers were everywhere, running through her hair, grasping her hip to urge her with him, palming her breast, teasing her nipples to painful hardness.
“I love how good you are at distracting me,” she said, fighting a giggle as he tickled her side playfully.
“Tell me what you meant, really,” he said. His face was serious, but his eyes were teasing as he tightened his hold on her body.
“What happened the other day,” she gasped when he did something new with his hips. “We have to be able to talk to each other.”
“I know,” he said, stilling inside her.
“That doesn’t mean we have to stop,” she said, breathy and alarmed. David laughed out loud, taking up the slow, measured pace again. A light sheen of sweat was forming on Shoshana’s skin. His head dipped and his lips closed over a spot close to her collarbones.
“Tell me what you need,” he said, against her neck.
“I just,” she broke off, gasping as his fingers worked insistently against her clit, “I need you to keep doing that.”
He laughed but didn’t stop.
“I love you,” she said, her eyes serious as she watched him. He grinned, quickening his pace. Shoshana groaned.
“And?”
“And,” she gasped as he moved, rubbing against a place inside her that made it difficult to focus, “I think that’s everything.”
“Just so long as we’re clear,” David said, “tell me again.”
“I love you,” she said again, wrapping an arm around him and falling back into the pillows. Her body clenched around him and she moaned, arching into his body. It felt so good she said it again. And then again, a joyful chant,love you, love you, love you.
“Stay with me,” he panted, his pace quickening. “Almost there.”
“David,” she moaned, her arms tightening around him as she found the edge she’d been working toward. Oh yes, almost there. Almost--
Epilogue
“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” David’s tone was teasing, but Shoshana could tell by the slight wrinkle on his forehead that he was concerned. “Should we go on YouTube for more tutorials?”
“Shoshana knows, tateh,” Dani’s voice was excited, and she bounced on the bar stool that had been brought into the bathroom for this occasion. She adjusted the towel around her shoulders. “Mommy said so, and she knows things.”
Mariam smirked on the phone screen, nodding her head once to punctuate Dani’s point. Shoshana laughed, eyes flicking from the phone wedged in a tripod with its flexible legs wrapped around the towel bar to David. He was perched on the toilet, out of range of the phone’s camera. It was trained securely on Dani.
Shoshana met his gaze for a quick moment and immediately had to turn her attention back to the tools she’d assembled. The blush that hit her cheeks was quick and hot. David too, knew many things.
“I believe this is the part where I should ask if it will damage Dani’s hair,” Mariam said, waving to her daughter. “I trust you, of course, her hair is just so fine.”
“It’s not dye,” Shoshana said, her tone patient. She lifted the tub of color depositing conditioner and looked at the camera, meeting Mariam’s eye before elaborating, “It’s like what would happen if I dumped a lot of food coloring into her regular conditioner. Since her hair is so fair, it should soak up the color really well. I think it’ll last for probably twenty washes or so.”
