She widened her stance some, his thumb and finger separating her skin, his mouth landing on her swollen bud and attacking it as if it were the best breakfast spread she could provide.
He was licking and tapping and even pulling it in with his teeth. The ragged edges sent a jolt of pain mixed in with the pleasure.
She’d never felt that before and wasn’t sure how she was missing it so much in her life.
Her hands went to the wall behind him to steady herself as she felt her legs starting to shake some.
He kept up what he was doing, then slipped a finger inside of her to pump in and out, and within two thrusts she was shouting out his name, her voice echoing around the tiles in the room.
As the last throb was released from her body, he reached for her hipsandpulled her down on top of himandjust held her.
Her legs shifted on her own around his hips and he inched forward until her feet were locked together behind his back.
His hand was rubbing up and down her back, soothing her as much as it was working her up again.
She shifted some, reached downandfound him, then guided him inside of her.
Her head was still on his shoulder, but her body was moving on its own almost grinding against him. There was part of her that felt bad he seemed to be doing most of the work, but she wasso depleted of energy now between what she was feeling, what she’d just experienced, the steam in the room, and the heat of Jarrett’s body.
In the position they were in, Jarrett could do nothing more than move up and down in short fast movements, but it was enough to work her up more.
His hand slid down between their bodies, found her bud again that already felt worked up, then pressed down on it.
The pressure had her grinding against him harder and faster, him trying to match her speed.
“That’s it,” he said. “Keep doing it. Get yourself there again.”
“I’m never able to do it twice this fast as I do with you,” she said.
She wasn’t sure where those words came from, but everything was like anout of bodyexperience when she was with him.
“And you’ll only be able to do it with me,” he whispered in her ear.
The soft deep sound of his voice. The protective fierceness of it had her tumbling again. This time not from being a klutz but from what the man she loved pulled out of her.
She was moaning, groaningandgrinding with more control than finesse as she felt Jarrett jerking up, then coming himself.
He held her tight for a minute or more to get her breathing back to normal.
“I’m so glad I woke up to watch the sunset this morning,” she said. “What a way to start the day.”
He laughed and stood up, her legs unlocking from behind him, then sliding down.
“I could wake up this way every day,” he said.
“Me too,” she said. “I feel refreshed.” She turned the showerhead on closer to her and jumped when the cool water came out first.
“Switch,” he said. “I don’t mind it cooler.”
“Aren’t you such a gentleman,” she said, laughing, and moved to the other one that had been running, dipping her head under the spray to get ready for their day.
“I’ve never fed a goat before,” Andi said an hour later. “But a baby goat is the cutest thing ever.”
“Tip the bottle back a bit more,” Bob said. “There you go. Freddy is greedy.”
“His name is Freddy?” she asked, letting out a laugh. She turned her head to see Jarrett feeding another one. He didn’t seem as excited over it as she was, but he was smirking at her. “What’s that one’s name?”
“Beatrice,” Bob said.