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She turned around and wrapped my long ponytail that was resting over my shoulder around her hand, tugging my mouth down to hers and I fucking loved it when she got demanding. Wasn’t long before I was hard again but I needed to wash up before I could tap that puss again.

“Shower, now, you little minx,” I growled against her mouth and gave her another playful slap on her ass, urging her in the direction of the bathroom.

“Yes, Sir!” she exclaimed and I almost liked the sound of that so much I considered making it a regular thing. Right now, though? Right now I wanted to clean up, clean my woman up, and as tired as we both were, I wanted another round.

Chapter 31

Melody

Archer led me into the bathroom and started the shower. We spent almost as much time making out as we did cleaning up, and boy was it necessary to clean up. I was drenched from the waist down and as amazing as the sex felt, the aftermath? Not so much, while I didn’t feel gross or dirty, I just felt… messy. I don’t know how to describe it.

Archer let down his hair and held it back from his face as we kissed. He soaped his body quickly and rinsed, washing between his legs thoroughly and twice. I stepped under the spray to take my turn and found myself bent over, hands pressed to the shower wall as he introduced himself back into my vagina.

I was so not complaining, the only thing I feared was slipping on the wet tub bottom, but Archer wrapped one strong arm around my waist securely and promised, “I’ve got you,” so I let go. I let him have me and soon, the feral sounds were pouring from my throat in carefully choked off whimpers so I wouldn’t wake Noah.

Archer was much more controlled, much less frenzied this time around and eventually, he ordered, “Touch yourself, Baby. I wanna feel you come around my cock.”

I let one hand slip from the wall and found my clit with pruning fingertips, slicking them in wetness that had nothing to do with the water pouring down my back and over my body. It didn’t take me long to start coming around Archer and when I did, I felt him come with me. I could always tell, he lost his rhythm when he did, thrusting in deep, hips jerking as he tried his best to keep both of us rolling. I shuddered hard in his arms and we both stood gasping, seeing stars.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured proudly and kissed my back. I straightened slowly, his arm clamped across my body tightly to make sure I was solid, that I was good. We washed up for real this time and shut off the water, just as it started to grow tepid.

“You okay?” he asked gently as we were toweling each other off.

“Yeah, sorry. Mind just wandering back to the social worker lady,” I confessed.

He sighed and pulled me into the cover of his hard body, kissing the side of my neck, “I have a good feeling about it. I think she was suitably impressed, plus, they ain’t got no grounds to take Noah away from us. We ain’t doing everything but what’s right by him.”

“I know, but I’m still scared.”

“Don’t be, we’ve got this.”

I huddled into his embrace and nodded, taking comfort from his stoic strength where the matter was concerned.

“I love you, Melody. I love Noah, too. I’d fight to the bitter end for the both of you.” He said against my hair and I closed my eyes.

“I love you, too,” I said. A deep, welling of emotion filling me out from the center.

“It’s going to be fine, Baby. I promise you.”

I nodded against his chest and looked up at him.

“Let me braid your hair?” I asked.

He blinked and nodded, the request taking him off guard.

“Sure.”

I grabbed a hair brush and we went back to the bed, I knelt up behind him and began to brush. It was a favorite thing of mine to do. Something simple and mechanical, something that was enough to concentrate on that the disquiet in my mind would settle. I brushed out Archer’s long, long hair, longer than even my own now, until it was very nearly dried. He sat so patiently, and I realized that his eyes were closed, and he was almost in as a meditative state as I was.

I smiled, and simply let myself feel good, to take pleasure in giving a simple pleasure to this man who worked hard to support his family; who had taken my son and me in without a second thought. Did we have a rough beginning? Sure, but we’d found each other in the chaos, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. I felt stronger than I ever had before, and that was because of Archer. That was because I feltsupportedfor probably the first time in my life.

“I love you,” I uttered quietly as I used the special hair tie at the end of his braid, the one he’d said Dani had made for him, to remind him of Grinder. I loved it, the simple gold disc set with a tiger’s eye semiprecious gemstone at its center.

Archer chuckled, easing himself onto his back and pulling me down to lay on his chest before saying, “I told you I’d make you fall in love with me, didn’t I? I guess I just never figured you’d make me love you first.”

We kissed and I sighed, settling against him, letting my fingertips trace patterns across his super warm skin. I loved that about him, that he was always warm to the touch. I closed my eyes and felt more centered than I had before, finally able to let my worries go for a night. Despite the setback that morning, it really had been a perfect first night in our new home. A little sour, to enhance the sweet… wasn’t that almost always the way?

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