Page 140 of After All This Time

She walks over to the windowsill, picking up the container of body wash. Squeezing out some into her hand, she lathers it under the steaming hot water.

“Turn around with your back facing towards me,” she commands.

Her hands are massaging the body wash into the skin on my back.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Making sure you get extra clean,” she whispers.

Fuck, yes, please.

Closing my eyes, I feel her fingernails digging into my back before they work their way down to my ass. She squeezes both cheeks with her fingers.

I moan, breathing heavily.

What did I do to deserve this?

She places the container back on the windowsill.

I press my body weight into her backside so she can feel what she’s doing to me. Turning her head to face me, she looks up at me and smiles.

I tilt her head and kiss her lips which have captivated me beyond comparison.

“I’d happily drown in you for as long as humanly possible,” I confess.

Her mouth parts before she gets a small case of the giggles.

I move her hair out of the way, so I can plant a soft kiss on her neck.

After I turn the hot water off, I kiss her full pink lips and slap her ass as she walks out of the shower. Her body jolts as a soft moan escapes out of her mouth.

She turns around and squints her eyes at me, wrapping herself in a towel before walking over to the mirror that’s hanging above the sink.

“I don’t think my hair has ever been this clean. Even my hairstylist doesn’t clean my hair this thoroughly.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that.” I wrap the lower half of my body in a towel.

Walking over to Dani, I snake my arms around her waist and kiss her neck.

She glances at my reflection in the mirror. “Hey, Noah.”

“Yeah?”

“Where’s your cologne?”

“Why?”

“Go get it,” she demands.

Sprinting to the guest bedroom, I swipe my cologne off the bedside table.

Back in the bathroom, Dani’s still in front of the mirror until she hears me walking in.

She struts over to me with a giant smile on her face. “Hand it over,” she says as she sticks her arm out in my direction, wiggling her fingers.

When I go to give it to her, she reaches out to grab it, but I pull it back into my chest. I do this until a cute, angry expression takes over her face.

Kissing her forehead, I tilt my head down so we’re at eye level. “If you want to smell like me, you could’ve just asked. I’d be happy to rub my scent all over you. I thought that’s what I did last night.”

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