“Why did I drink so much?” Leah groans as she rolls away from me, dragging me out of sleep.
I roll with her and rest my hand lightly on her stomach. “Sick?”
“Headache,” she mumbles. She lifts her hands to her face and covers her eyes. “Remind me to never drink again.”
“I’ll stop you next time.” I smile and kiss the side of her head. “What time do you need to be at work?”
“Eleven.” She sighs, peeking at me between her fingers. I glance at the clock. It’s just after nine.
“You have time to shower and eat. I’ll start the water, make you breakfast, and feed Mouse before I take Bruce with me. I need to take him home since he doesn’t have food here, but I’ll be back after that.”
Her eyes close; then she says suddenly, “I passed out on you last night.”
“What?”
She looks at me. “I fell asleep on the way home last night. And obviously you put me to bed.”
“Yeah,” I agree, confused by where she’s going with this.
“Sometimes I’m sure that you can’t possibly be real; you’re too good to be true. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
She bites her lip, and her cheeks suddenly darken.
“I didn’t . . . we didn’t—”
I grin, cutting her off. “You can make it up to me tonight.” I kiss her bare shoulder. “Right now, just focus on getting in the shower and feeling better.”
“Maybe you should shower with me.”
I fight back laughter. “Baby, if I shower with you, you’re—”
She cuts me off. “I figure you’ll make me feel better.” She rolls toward me, her soft breasts pressing into my chest. Her hands slowly slide up my waist as she lowers her face to kiss me above my heart. “Please.”
There’s no way I’ll be able to deny her, so I pull her up against me and roll us out of bed. I stand and look down into her beautiful face. “All right, temptress, we’ll shower; then I’ll make you breakfast after I take Bruce home.”
Her smile is smug, and I ignore it as I lead her to the bathroom. I flip on the shower and turn toward her. Seeing her standing in nothing but a pair of deep-blue lace panties, her hair in messy waves down around her shoulders, I can’t believe she’s mine. I move toward her and place both my hands on her hips. With my thumbs in the lace, I slide the fabric down until it drops and pools at her ankles. “Step out, baby,” I say, which she does one foot at a time before kicking the light fabric away. Her hands come up to rest against my chest, and I remove my boxers. My cock springs free, and her heated gaze drops to it as she wraps her hand around it. Her hand slides up and then back down, and I growl, wrapping my hand around hers to stop her. “In the shower, now.”
Her eyes meet mine, and she nods before she follows me in under the warm spray.
I pull away from her tight grasp, then drop to my knees and look into her eyes before burying my face between her legs, lapping, sucking, and devouring her until she comes on my tongue and fingers, her moans amplified in the quiet space. My cock is throbbing as I stand, and I’m caught off guard when she drops to her knees and takes my full length between her lips. I rest both hands against the shower wall while I watch myself disappear as her hand works, twisting and jerking on each and every downward stroke. “Fuck, baby.” I touch her face. When her eyes meet mine, I warn her, “Gonna come.” She doesn’t back off at my warning. She sucks harder and takes me deeper while locking her nails into the back of my thigh, holding me close. I roar, my hips jerking, my mind blanking of anything and everything but her and me. I look down into her eyes and groan when she releases me from her mouth and kisses the tip of my cock. I pull her up and against me and kiss her hard, thrusting my tongue between her parted lips. The kiss seems to last forever, taking and giving everything both of us need. When we finally drag our mouths away, we’re both breathing heavy, and we look into each other’s eyes. I rest my forehead to hers and cup her jaw. “Never, never thought I’d find this, feel this.” I grab her hand and bring it up to rest over my wildly beating heart. “I love you, Leah. With every part of me, I love you.”
She drops her forehead to my chest while wrapping her arms around my waist. “I love you, Tyler, more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person.” Hearing that, I know without a doubt that whatever we face, whatever happens, nothing else will ever matter, as long as we keep hold of each other.