She liked it that way.
For now, we needed the peace.
I kissed her neck and shoulders, then moved down to take a wet, hard nipple between my lips to suck at it. Lia gasped and arched her back, causing my cock to slide deeper inside of her. Her hands moved to my shoulders, and she gripped them tightly.
“You feel so good,” I moaned against her skin. “Warm like the water.”
My hand moved around the globe of her ass, seeking her backdoor with one finger. She tensed as I ran my fingertip around it and then cried out as my finger penetrated her along with the motion of my cock.
“Evan…oh, fuck…Evan!”
“You know I still want that ass,” I reminded her as I kept up the motion with my finger. She moaned again as I added another finger. I pulled her down against me hard, ground my hips upward, and felt her come apart with my cock and my fingers.
“Jesus,” she whispered against my shoulder through panting breaths. “You’re trying to break me, aren’t you?”
“I just want you,” I replied, “every way I can possibly have you.”
She leaned back, and I looked up at her flushed face. Her eyes focused on the spot where her hand rested on my chest, and she nodded her head.
“Do it,” she said.
“Now?”
She nodded.
I didn’t need to be told twice.
In one swift motion, I stood up, taking her with me. Holding her like a child, I climbed carefully out of the tub. Freyja followed us inside and whined briefly as I shut the bedroom door before she could enter.
“Poor pup,” Lia remarked.
“Whatever,” I said with a smile. “She’s a pervert. I want you to myself for this.”
Lowering Lia to the floor beside the bed, I tossed a couple of logs on the fire before grabbing a towel from the bathroom. I dried both of us off a bit so the bed wouldn’t end up all wet, then leaned down to kiss Lia’s lips, run my tongue across hers, and revel in the feeling of her mouth on mine.
Her hands came up my sides, and I dropped the towel to take her face in my hands and kiss her more deeply. My tongue explored and tasted as her fingers explored my back, shoulders, and arms. My hand brushed over the quarter she still wore around her neck—a constant symbol of our first encounter. My eyes moved to her face, but she was looking at her hand wrapped around my forearm.
“I love your arms,” she whispered. “You make me feel safe.”
“I’ll always keep you safe,” I swore to her. “I’ll never, ever put you near danger again.”
I kissed her, took both her hands in mine, and led her over to the bed. She got in hesitantly.
“Get in the middle,” I instructed as I crawled in behind her. “Get on your knees and spread those beautiful legs.”
She grinned as I winked at her, then did as I said.
“Beautiful,” I murmured. I tossed a bottle of lube beside her before moving up between her legs, pushing them a little farther apart with my knees.
“We’re going to do this slow, okay?”
“Yes,” Lia breathed out the word as she settled on her hands and knees.
I placed my hand between her shoulder blades.
“Down farther,” I said. “Put your arms down on the bed.”
She did so, which further angled her ass up to me.