Page 118 of Defending her Heart

I will.

If she ever lets me.

Since I first told her I loved her last week, I haven’t said it again and she hasn’t acted uncomfortable about it. I didn’t mean to let it slip again last night, definitely not during sex, but I’m tired of holding it in. I want her to know how much I love her.

In the throes of passion, when we’re cooking dinner, when we’re cuddling on the couch, even when we’re arguing, I love her. That Jason prick did a number on her, and I hate him for making her feel like she can’t trust again, like she isn’t worth being loved.

“Mm. Morning,” she purrs and stretches her legs like a cat, pointing her toes so they rub against my calves.

“How are you feeling? I was rough with you last night. I should have drawn a bath for you.”

“Oh, a bath in your tub sounds amazing.”

I slip out of bed and cross my room to the bathroom. I turn on the taps, and when the water warms, I head back to the bedroom. Kendall is curled on her side watching me with a mischievous grin on her face.

“Need help with that morning wood?”

I glance down at my cock and wrap my hand around it. “You have any ideas?”

“A few.” She flings back the covers and saunters across the room, her tits bouncing, her hips swaying.

Damn, I’m fucked. I can’t think straight when Kendall’s in the room dressed. When she’s naked? Fucked. I’m royally fucked.

She skims her fingers down my chest and swats my hand away, wrapping her delicate fingers around my now hard cock.

“Come,follow me.”

She guides me by my fucking cock, and I follow her into the bathroom. I’m not big on baths. The house came with a jacuzzi that can easily fit four adults, but Paisley is the only one who’s ever used it, and hell if I’m thinking about my daughter right now.

Kendall releases my cock only so she can climb in the tub, then tugs again. She tells me to sit first then she straddles my lap.

“This kind of defeats the purpose of soothing your aching muscle—” Kendall lowers herself on my cock and I lose all my breath.

She’s so wet I slide in easily. We make love slowly, staring into each other’s eyes, the warm water lapping around our bodies. We come at the same time, and it’s sweet, soothing. Perfection.

She slides down in front of me, her back to my front, and we’re quiet as we soak in the warm water. I link our hands, settling them on her lower stomach and resting my chin on her shoulder.

“What are your plans for today?” I ask.

“I’m fine spending the day here in your tub.”

“While I like the sound of that, eventually you’ll turn into a prune, and chances are a little six-year-old is going to come barging through the door.”

“That wouldn’t be good.” Kendall lifts her head and I lean over and press a kiss to her lips.

“She’ll get used to it.”

“Finding us naked in the tub?”

“Waking up and seeing you in my bed.” I’m pressing without pushing. Letting her know I want her without guilting her into it.

When the water starts to cool, I stand and help Kendall up. The towel warmer has done its job, and I pat her body dry before wrapping her in the warm towel. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I give her a tap on the ass.

“Get dressed and I’ll make us breakfast.”

“We were in kind of a hurry last night and I left my suitcase in your truck.”

“That’s too bad. I’m gonna hate seeing you naked all day.”

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