Page 41 of Memories of the Past

Annoyed, I grabbed my phone, answering it, determined to get rid of whoever it was in a flash.

“Hello.”

“Morning, Thomas. I just got your email.”

“Morning, Serenity.”

“I wanted to call. I’m glad to see that you are willing to take the offer. I do have a few things I’d like to go over with you regarding this offer, and if you should agree to them, then all you’ll have to do is sign some papers.”

I listened with half an ear to what she had to say as she read over the details of the offer to me. It sounded somewhat reasonable to me, but then the only thing on my mind was what I wanted to be doing behind that bathroom door as Trinity waited for me.

“Are you coming?” Trinity called out.

I gripped the phone tightly. “I’m in the middle of something right now, but things seem to be okay. Could I come by a little later this morning and go over all the finer details and sign the offer.”

“Sounds good, Thomas, see you then.”

I smiled and hung up the phone, taking a moment to realize what it was that I’d agreed to. Then I glanced to the bathroom, and suddenly a surge of excitement ran through me at the thought of perhaps starting a new life.

I opened the bathroom door. The room was full of steam, but I made my way over to the shower. I dropped my shorts and pulled the door open to find Trinity.

“Hurry, it’s cold.” She laughed, looking up at me with that innocent face.

“Give me a second and you’ll be warm in no time,” I said as I pulled the door closed behind me and met her lips. As the hot water poured down on both of us, I felt her small hand grip my cock. “Turn around.”

“What? Why?”

I didn’t answer her. Instead, I spun her around in the small space and gripped her hands in mine. I placed both of her hands against the wall of the shower. “Stay like that,” I whispered, nipping at her earlobe, and ran my hands down over her breasts, feeling the weight of them in my hands. While still holding one of them in my hand, I gripped my cock with the other and lined myself up at her entrance, pushing my way in. A wave of electricity flew through me at the sound of Trinity’s moan as I waited for her to get used to having me there again.

“Oh God, Thomas,” she cried as I held myself deep inside of her.

“Shhh, baby. Just stay like that,” I whispered, kissing her shoulder.

I gripped her shoulder with one hand and her hip with the other and slowly and deeply pumped into her as the hot water continued to rain down on us. We continued slow and steady, each stroke getting harder. I loved listening to her; the harder I pumped, the louder she got. I reached down between her legs and stroked the swollen little bundle of nerves, making her beg for release.

I pulled her back against me, gently biting and sucking her neck. “Come for me,” I moaned into her ear, my own climax building to the point I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop. I felt her tighten around me, her body shaking, and the low moan escaping her as I held her tight, my body tensing as well.

We stood there for a moment, her in my arms, as the hot water showered over us, relaxing our bodies. As I slid myself from her, she slowly spun around, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her against me.

I placed two fingers under her chin and raised her head up. Lowering mine, I brought my lips to hers and kissed her deeply. “I love you,” I whispered.

She kissed me again, and as I pulled away, I thought I saw a glimpse of a tear. “I love you too,” she whispered, hugging me.

“Are you coming out now?” I questioned, as I kissed her yet again. I was ready to go collapse on the bed in exhaustion, and I wanted her with me, even though I knew she couldn’t because she had to open the store.

“I’m just going to stay here for a few more minutes,” she whispered. “I need to wash my hair.”

“Okay.” I softly smiled.

I was dried and dressed and was just getting off the phone with Serenity once again, when I saw her step out into the hallway, tightly wrapped in a pink towel.

“That was a great way to start the day.” She smiled.

“Sure was,” I said, sliding my phone into my pocket.

“Who were you talking to so early?” she questioned.

I let out a sigh. I wasn’t sure I was ready to tell anyone yet. Since it had been only minutes, the shock of selling the ranch was something I still had to digest, but when I looked at her, I knew I had to tell her. Things had been going so well that I didn’t want to revisit the path we’d been on before. “That was Serenity Bryson over at Willow Valley Real Estate.”

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