Page 96 of Unbreakable Love

“Yes,” I grunted as she took that first firm pull of me. She stroked me until my blood was boiling, until her own whimpers drove me crazy, and I spun us around, pressed her back to the glass, and lifted her leg over my hip. Spread wide open for me, I looked down between us. Her hand, wrapped around my engorged head, and her own body spread open and glistening for me.

“Damn it,” I rasped and pressed my thumb against her center. She pulsed around me, collapsed her head to the glass, and her hand on me stilled.

Just as well. I wanted her to fall apart first. It also gave me the pleasure of watching every expression flutter across her face as I slid a finger inside of her. Her hips rolled, arched, and her hands reached out and clung to my hips. I worked into her slowly, watched as she flinched and then moaned. It wasn’t long before her sex clamped onto my finger and demanded more. With my thumb at her clit, I added a second finger, then brought one of her hands back to my erection and beneath to my balls.

“Cup them gently and squeeze. Focus on how you feel.”

She was quivering as the stood there, but she listened so well. “I’m going... I-I’m close…”

“I know. Enjoy it and let go, Penny.” With a few more firm circles of my thumb at her sex and the curl of my fingers, it didn’t take long until her body quaked and her cries bounced off the shower walls as she came. She went so gloriously wild, I wrapped an arm around her lower back to hold her still.

And with her hand on my balls, playing with them and moving back to my erection, I didn’t bother holding back, didn’t bother trying to wait.

I came all over her stomach, my hand, and groaned my release into her throat.

TWENTY-SIX

PENNY

Wow. It was later, after the best shower I’d ever had, after being pretty darn proud of myself for being so bold, and after we grabbed drinks. I was curled up in Gavin’s bed, my head on his shoulder and my hand draped across his stomach while we watched House. I’d never seen it, but Gavin loved it, and after one episode, I was hooked. But it wasn’t the show that was holding most of my attention. It was that shower. The way he touched me. The way Gavin was always so patient and understanding. The consent he asked for with such openness and willingness to pause if I said no. I was falling fast, far too quickly to be able to land safely if the bottom dropped out from me. There was no escape plan.

Gavin and Josie were it for me.

He alternated between combing through my hair and making large, sweeping circles up and down my back. I hadn’t gotten fully dressed after the shower and forewent the pajamas pants that would have been far too large on me, so I was only dressed in Gavin’s gray T-shirt he’d dropped to the floor. He was wearing a fresh pair of skintight boxer briefs and nothing else.

“I’m going to tell Josie this week,” Gavin whispered into the dark room with the light of House on in front of us.

“Already?” I pushed up.

“I don’t want to keep hiding you, and I want to be able to touch you and kiss you whenever I want. I want your nights spent with us, either here or at your house, and occasionally, I want us spending more nights together like this.”

“It’s soon,” I said, and a lot of change, for me and Josie in a short time.

His arm at my back tensed. “Do you not want that?”

“I do,” I assured him and kissed his chest before sitting up next to him. “But it was only an hour ago you told me you were scared when you met me, and we’ve only been this for a week or so.” I gestured between us with a finger. “I want to make certain you think it’s a good idea, for Josie, too.”

“Josie already wants you to be her mom, Penny.”

I froze and my jaw almost hit the mattress. There was no way he meant what he said… that was far too fast.

Gavin laughed and swiped his hand over his mouth. “Good grief. I don’t mean that’s happening anytime soon.”

Relief rushed through me. Who knew what expression I made, but it must have packed a punch. Gavin was still chuckling, scratching at the scruff on his cheek already growing back since that morning’s shave.

“I meant she loves you, and she’ll be thrilled to see you more. She wants you with me, Penny, so she won’t be angry.”

He had a point. Marriage and mommy bit aside, I wasn’t sure Josie had the capability inside of her to be angry.

But there were things we still needed to talk about, and he needed to know I was on the same page as him.

Using my earlier boldness, knowing I was safe even if this was terrifying, I whispered, “I want you to know, if this does continue and grows, I’ll love Josie like my own.”

“I know. That’s another reason why I’m not scared anymore.”

He leaned in close, brushed his lips over mine, slipped his tongue inside my mouth, and all conversation ended.

Soon, he was pulling off my shirt, rolling me to my back, and falling in between my spread legs.

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