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Trisha turned on the shower and started to rinse off. Then she switched with me, so I could do the same. Turning off the water I said, “I’d carry you to the bed, but am afraid we might slip on the soapy wet floor.” I got out of the tub first and gave her my hand to hold on.

We barely made it out of the bathroom when she grabbed me again, this time lifting a leg and wrapping it around my waist.

I scooped her into my arms, grabbing hold of both her legs and kissed her hard. I took a couple of steps, but the need within me was unbearable.

Fuck.

With her back against the bedroom wall, I positioned her just above my hard cock. “I want you, Trisha.”

“Yes. Fuck me, Mikal,” she begged.

I slipped my cock deep inside of her. The feel of her hot juices dripping on my cock only enticed me to fuck her harder.

Our bodies slamming together, harder and harder. I could hear the pictures on the walls rattle, but she felt so damn good, I didn’t care. If something broke, we’d replace it later.

“Trisha, I can’t hold back. You feel like…heaven,” I growled.

“Mikal, fuck me. Give me…all…of you,” she begged, gasping for control herself.

I gripped her ass and lifted her over and over again, plunging deep within her. “Fuck! I…I…”

Trisha clawed my shoulders and I felt her tense and cry out. “Mi…kal.”

I exploded in her with a release so powerful my legs almost gave out. I had to steady myself by grabbing hold of the wall.

I stood there for a moment, buried deep within her, as we regained our control. “I think we should’ve started here, because I need a shower now,” I said.

She rested her head on me and said, “I’m too tired to shower again. Maybe after a nap.”

That sounded good too. With her still in my arms, I carried her to the bed and laid her down, then covered her with the blanket.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“I was cooking dinner. You rest. I’ll clean up our mess and check on the chicken pot pie.”

“You really had food in the oven” she said, sounding surprised.

“I do know how to cook,” I said.

“Doesn’t surprise me. I haven’t found anything you can’t do,” she said, her eyes starting to close.

Resisting you is the one thing I know of. And I’m glad I can’t.

I wasn’t even out of the room yet when I heard Trisha’s breath change. I was glad she was resting. She needed it. It also gave me a chance to do the things I said I would.

A couple of hours later, she walked into the kitchen with her bathrobe on. “Mikal, why didn’t you wake me?”

I gave her a quick kiss and said, “You needed your sleep. Besides, I had work to do.”

“Cleaning my house is not your responsibility,” she stated.

“I’m talking about magic show business,” I said.

“I thought you retired.”

“I have, but while you were travelling, I decided that I need to do more. I am not one to sit home. So I am going to be volunteering my routine to places where I think they might need a little fun brought into their lives.”

“Where would that be?” she asked.

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