Page 52 of Journey to Love

As the sun begins to rise, we wake up to the sound of birds chirping and the first rays of light peeking through the curtains.

Slowly, we disentangle ourselves from each other, our bodies stiff but satisfied. We get out of bed, and I can't help but glance at Jacob's erection, still standing proud and hard. I can't help but give him a mischievous look then I lick his tip with my tongue, savoring the taste of our mingled juices. He groans and pulls me close, his hands gripping my waist as he lifts me up, “First we shower baby” he says and carries me to the shower.

Under the streaming water, we wash each other's bodies, our hands exploring every inch of each other's skin. The heat between us is palpable, and we can't seem to get enough of each other. He lathers up his fingers and slides them inside me, curling them to hit that spot deep within me. I moan and arch my back, unable to resist the pleasure coursing through me.

As he continues to work me with his fingers, I reach down and wrap my hand around his throbbing erection, stroking him slowly. He groans and thrusts his hips forward, letting me know exactly how much he wants me. I lean down and kiss him passionately, our tongues intertwining as our bodies move in sync.

The water cascades down our bodies, washing away the evidence of our passionate night. As we stand under the stream, he pushes me against the shower wall, his erection throbbing between my legs.

"I need you now," he growls, his eyes dark with desire.

I moan and wrap my legs around his waist, guiding him inside me. He grunts as he enters me, his cock filling me completely. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, our hips grinding against each other in a feverish rhythm.

"Oh, Jacob," I whisper, my voice hoarse with need. "I need you to fuck me harder."

He obliges, pounding into me with a ferocity that sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. Our movements become more urgent, our moans becoming louder as we reach the brink of orgasm.

"I'm going to come so hard," I shout, my body tense with anticipation.

"Me too," Jacob growls, his voice rough with desire. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

As I feel that familiar sensation building deep within me, I tighten my muscles around him, knowing that he's about to release inside me. Our bodies convulse together, our screams mingling in the steamy shower as we reach the pinnacle of our pleasure.

As the waves of our orgasms crash over us, we cling to each other, our hearts pounding in rhythm with the shower water. When we finally catch our breath, we pull back and look at each other, our eyes filled with fulfillment and passion.

"That was incredible," I whisper, my voice still hoarse from our passionate encounter.

"It's only the beginning," Jacob promises again, his eyes dark with desire.

We continue to stand there, our bodies still entwined, the steamy water cascading down our skin as we bask in the afterglow of our intense passion. We know that whatever comes next, we will face it together, as one. And as we step out of the shower, our skin still slick with water and our hearts still beating in sync, “I hope we didn’t just wake my grandparents” I say with a nervous laugh.

Jacob plants a kiss on my head, comforting me with his words, "If we did, then we'll tackle it together."

As we dry off and change, he flashes me a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, we got this."

We step out of the bedroom, my heart racing as we make our way to the kitchen. I glance nervously around the quiet house, relieved that we seem to have dodged any early-morning encounters with my grandparents.

Then, as we're fixing ourselves some breakfast, the front door swings open, and in stroll Nana and Pops, greeting us like nothing's amiss.

"Morning, sweetie! Hey, Jacob! You guys sleep okay?" Nana asks cheerfully, clueless about our late-night escapade. "Morning! Yeah, I slept fine. How about you, Jacob?" I chime in, playing along.

Jacob nods, his smile unwavering, "Yep, slept like a baby. Thanks."

As Nana heads off to her room, I lean into Jacob, whispering my doubts about her obliviousness. "I don’t know if she’s playing dumb or if she really didn’t notice I didn’t sleep in my room last night," I murmur anxiously.

Jacob gives my hand a reassuring squeeze, "Let’s just act natural. They’ll probably figure it out eventually, but for now, let's roll with it."

Chapter Twenty-Five

Anya

After breakfast, Jacob heads out, and I start getting ready for work. Lana breezes in through the front door with her usual cheerful greeting for Nana. She's been stopping by more often lately, a change from when I was living with my parents. “Morning!” she chirps, flashing a smile at my grandmother.

“Hey Lana!” I respond, finishing off my coffee. “Just need to grab my bag, then we can hit the road,” I tell her. Fridays mean carpooling for Lana and me; after work, we usually hit up the nightclubs near the beach, just a short 5-minute drive from my grandparents’ place, and then she crashes here for the night.

I quickly grab my bag and apron, and then we're both out the door. She settles into the passenger seat, her wide grin and knowing look making me chuckle. "What?" I say, unable to suppress a smile at her expression.

"You're looking pretty pleased with yourself today," she remarks with a playful grin.

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