I’d never let Roger give me oral sex—ever. At first, I’d practically begged him to, but he’d said it was dirty. Then, toward the end, he’d wanted to, but I couldn’t bear the thought of his lips down there.
Layton kissed me all the way up my leg and ended right above my clit. I wanted to grab his face and make him touch me with his lips, but he slowly stood up. He cupped my face with his hands, and leaning down, he kissed me with so much passion and love that I wanted to cry.
He slowly backed me into the shower. He pushed me up against the wall, and all I could think of was how jealous Courtney was going to be. All she ever talked about was shower sex and how she wanted it.
When I didn’t think we could kiss any longer and when I was in desperate need of air, he pulled his lips from mine. He gently bit down on my lower lip, and I let a moan slip from my mouth.
“Whitley,” he whispered against my lips, “I want to get to know every inch of your body. I want to make nothing but memories with you. Every day. Every minute. Every second. ” He gently kissed me in between his words.
I’d never experienced such passion in my life. “Layton…I…I…”
His smile caused my stomach to drop.
Oh good God, I’ve never felt like this before. I love him.
“Tell me, Whit…tell me, baby. ”
He placed both hands on my face and brought me in for another kiss. I was slowly losing myself to him. I never wanted this moment to ever end.
I slowly pulled away and looked into his eyes. “I love you, Layton. I tried to fight it, but…I want to be with you every second of the day. I want…I want you to…” I felt tears burning my eyes.
Can I do this? Can I open myself up to another man again? Can I trust that he’ll love me and never hurt me?
He slowly smiled as he reached around my body and lifted me up.
“You want me to, what, Whitley? Love you? Because I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you standing next to your car, since the moment your beautiful green eyes looked into mine. The moment I heard your sweet voice talk to me, I knew deep down inside that I would love you forever. ”
I buried my face into his neck and cried.
I wasn’t sure how long he held me while I cried. He gently put me down and reached for the soap. He began to wash every inch of my body. He turned me around and placed my hands on the shower wall.
Everywhere he touched left tingles. The way he was washing me was almost as sensual as having sex. I didn’t want him to stop. I’d never felt this intimate with another person in my entire life.
Then, his hands began to wash my hair.
“Feels…so…good. ” I could hardly talk.
After he rinsed my hair and body off, he reached over and shut off the water. I didn’t even care that we hadn’t had knock-my-socks-off wall sex in the shower. He’d just knocked my fucking socks off by washing me and giving every square inch of my body attention.
He took my hand and led me out of the shower. Reaching into a cabinet, he pulled out a towel. He looked down at me and smiled the most breathtaking smile I’d ever seen. His eyes sparkled, and his dimple—
My God, I feel weak in the knees.
I slowly smiled back as he let out a small laugh. He wrapped me up in the towel, and then he quickly grabbed another one and dried himself off. I looked up and down his perfect body. I knew he worked out every day, but holy hell, he was amazing.
He had a tattoo on his side of the U. S. Marine Corps symbol with Mike’s name on it. Under that was another name—Kate.
Who in the hell is Kate? And why is her name on his body?
I pulled my eyes away from her name and looked into his eyes.
He smiled and gave me a wink. “Kate’s my niece, Mike’s daughter. ”
What?
I started to shake my head as tears began burning my eyes. “I didn’t…oh my God. How old is she?” My heart instantly hurt for this little girl who had lost her daddy. I can’t even imagine.
He smiled and placed his hand on my face. “She’s five. Don’t cry, baby. ”