Page 55 of All My Heart

“Of course.” She pulled away only to grab the body wash, then moved the suds over my body.

I had a feeling she had something else in mind, but it was nice to have someone else take care of me in this way. No one had ever bathed me except for possibly my mother when I was too young to remember.

Was it possible to have something this good in your life? Could it be permanent? I couldn't get carried away with the idea of always and forever. That wouldn't work for us.

It was best not to get too attached. It didn't matter how many times I said it; it was impossible not to get carried away.

Especially as she moved over my body, her hands soft on my skin. When she lowered herself to her knees, I almost told her she didn't have to. But I was a selfish bastard. I wanted whatever she had to give me.

She gazed up at me with a naughty glint in her eyes as her hand gripped the base of my cock. My muscles were sore, but she was licking the crown of my dick, and I couldn't say no. Not when I wanted her this badly.

She sucked me into her mouth, and I braced my hands on the tiled wall behind her, thrusting slowly, testing what she was willing to do.

Her eyes widened as she sucked harder. Fuck, she was into this.

I thrust more forcefully, always conscious of where she was at. If her eyes teared up, or she looked panicked, I'd pull out. Her comfort was more important than my pleasure.

As much as I was enjoying the feeling of her mouth on my dick, I wanted more. I always wanted more.

I pulled her up, grabbing the soap to return the favor. I took my time, soaping her breasts, tweaking her nipples, then down her body to her pussy. My fingers slipped through her folds, and she arched into my hand.

My cock was still hard. But I ignored it because I wanted her to catch up to where I was. When she was riding my finger, her body flush, I stood.

I lifted her so that her back was pressed against the tiles, and I eased into her. Now that we weren't using condoms, I felt even closer to her. There was nothing between us. She knew I was hiding out from my family, and I knew she was overlooked by hers.

We sought solace in each other. It would only be for a short time, but I'd enjoy it while I could. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, my dick fully inside of her.

“You always feel so good,” she said.

I felt the same, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I'd show her with my mouth, and my cock. This woman was it for me. I'd never found anyone who brought this side of me out. I was positive I wouldn't find anyone else.

I thrust harder, hoping she'd felt what I did. We were inevitable. Our differences were just details. Surely we could figure this out.

If she was by my side, would it be easier to be with my family? Was I brave enough to find out?

She tugged on my hair, and I focused on making her feel good. When she cried out, I let go too. I don't think I'd ever felt anything better than coming at the same time.

I slowly lowered her to her feet and cleaned her.

Then I grabbed the shampoo and washed her hair, helping her rinse it. Then she handed me the conditioner. “Can you put it toward the ends of my hair?”

She trusted me to do this right. It wasn't a big deal, not like installing a toilet, but it felt huge.

When the conditioner was in her hair, she turned, curling her arms around my neck, and she pulled me down to kiss her. Her tits were pressed against my chest, and my dick was on board for round two, but I kept it slow and sweet.

This was about taking care of her, not taking what I needed. I pulled backed slightly so she could dip her head so her hair was in the stream of water.

I resisted cupping her breasts or tweaking her nipples that were begging for my touch.

This was about her, and we were becoming more than physical.

When she was done, she stepped out to wrap herself in a towel, and I quickly finished up.

Today was better than I thought it would be. We worked together as a team. I wished she could see the possibilities like I could.

CHAPTER 15

LUNA

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