Page 82 of Loving the Sinner
Then I remember where we’re headed and realize I’m being selfish only thinking about the tour when we’re about to go to her own personal version of hell.
I reach across the table and gently stroke the back of her hand, offering her a small smile. “Hey pretty girl. You want to tell me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”
Her stunning blues meet mine and she sighs heavily, like the weight of the world is on her shoulders. “I’m nervous about you meeting my family.” She shakes her head, like that wasn’t what she meant to say. “Not because you’reyou, but because they’rethem.You know?”
Not really, no. But it’s kind of reassuring that she's not worried aboutme.“I’m not sure I do know what you mean. Can you walk me through it?”
“I’ve already told you that they’re…a lot.And there’s so many of them that it gets overwhelming formeand I’ve been around it my entire life. I don’t want you to get overwhelmed by it or decide you don’t want to bewith me anymore because one of them says something offensive- and they will, because they suck.” She takes another deep breath, squeezes my hand, and stares at me so intensely I get chills.
“I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. I don’t think what I’ve experienced beforewaslove, to be honest. And the thought of my family ruining things makes me want to turn around and go home.”
I don’t miss the way she refers to San Marcos as “home” now, and it makes my heart stutter. I already know she loves me, but every time she says it out loud, it’s like someone shoots liquid happiness directly into my bloodstream. I don’t know how else to prove to her that I’m not going anywhere without her right by my side, but I sure as hell am going to try. I’ll spend the rest of my life showing her just how much I love her.
“Elli, I promise you, there’s nothing they can say that will make me not want to be with you, okay? You’re it for me, baby. There’s no one else after you. Hell, I think I’ve been waiting my whole life for you. People have said shitty things to and about me my whole life. I’m not going to let anyone come between us. I promise.”
Elli studies me for a minute, searching for any sign that I’m lying. I know she won’t find any, and she doesn’t, so she leans over the table and gives me a gentle kiss.
“Thank you, Wes. Let’s finish up and go back to the hotel. I’m beat, and we need our rest for the drive tomorrow.”
Once we’ve finished our pizza and make it back to the hotel, Elli says she’s going to go shower, so I sit on the bed and scroll through my phone. I text Robs and Jess to let them know we’re halfway to Utah and made it safely to Albuquerque.
I hear the shower turn on, and as much as I try to distract myself from the thoughts of a naked Elli getting all wet and soapy, my mind wanders. We’ve showered together a few times when we’ve had sleepovers, and the feeling of her heavy, soapy tits rubbing against my skin is one of the best feelings in the world.
I’m hard as stone now, but I don’t know if Elli’s wanting anything other than some cuddles tonight, and no way in hell would I ever push her.
But I am only a human and when my girl is naked in the shower, I want to sneak a peek.
I make my way to the bathroom, where the door is cracked open just a bit, and open it even more, slowly. When I peek my head in, the mirror is fogged, but it reflects the outline of my girl’s luscious body through the sheer shower curtain.
“Are you joining me, or are you going to be a peeping Tom?” Elli’s voice startles me out of said peeping.
I strip so fast that if it were an Olympic sport, I’d take gold.
I step in, and Elli’s standing there rinsing out her hair with her eyes closed. When she opens them again, there’s no denying the arousal she’s feeling. Her beautiful blue irises are almost completely covered by her pupil.
I step toward her and crowd her into the shower wall, soaking myself in the process. “You been waiting for me, baby?” My voice is husky with arousal.
She nods, then runs a hand down my chest slowly, inching her way toward my already hard cock. When she finds me standing at attention, her soft fingers gently tickle up and down my length and it bobs in anticipation, but she pulls her hand back.
“Were you touching yourself out there?” She whispers.
“No.” I reply.
“Why not?”
“Because I’d rather bury myself in you than come in my own hand. But if you weren’t up for sex, I’d have just suffered through until I was calm again because the only way I’ll seek my pleasure is if I get to give you pleasure as well.”
“Well we can’t have you suffering.” She says breathily, then slides down the wall and lands on her knees in front of me.
She takes me in her hot, wet mouth, and fuckingmoans.Elli may have never given head until me, but it seems like she enjoys it as much as I do now. I watch as her hand disappears underneath her and then she sucks me inhard.
“Baby, are you touching yourself while you suck my cock?” I grit out, trying not to come right then at the sight of her owning her pleasure.
She looks up at me through her lashes and nods as best she can.
“Fuck me that’s sexy as hell baby. Is your pretty little clit nice and hard for me?”
She nods again.
