Page 147 of Sloane

I tugged her swimsuit bottoms to the side and stroked her pussy under the warm water swirling around us.

“Please, baby,” I whispered in her ear as I caressed her clit. “Let me taste you.” Then I added, “Just for tonight.”

Those must have been the magic words because she stood and reached for my hand.

“Just for tonight.”

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Ashley

If I let myself stop and think, even for a second, what the hell I was doing, I’d run for the hills.

But the truth was, I wanted to have sex, and Sloane felt like a safe choice. He’d satisfy me, and yeah, I’d said I wanted dirty sex, but that was only because I could trust him not to be too dirty. Another way I knew I was safe with him.

“Let’s go to your room,” I whispered as I pulled my top back up and tucked my boobs in place. The last thing I needed was for Crash or Stu to walk out here and find me spread eagle with Sloane’s face between my thighs.

He hopped onto the edge of the tub then swung his legs around and reached for his towel.

I scrambled to the ledge.

“Hold on, let me get your walker.”

He wrapped the towel around his neck, plucked the walker from where he’d folded and set it next to the tub, then gripped the railing.

“I got it.”

I was nervous as he hopped down each stair, but had to admit, he was steady on his good leg.

“Please be careful. I don’t want you to slip.”

“Ash, there’s tread on the steps. I’m being careful.” He looked back at me with a grin. “You’ve got this mom thing down.”

“I don’t know about that. Maybe when she starts sleeping through the night, and I don’t feel like a walking zombie all the time.”

He made his way to his door, slid it open, then stood to the side for me to go first.

“Come on, baby. Let me help you relax.”

After quickly running the towel over my body, I grabbed the baby monitor off the table where I’d set it and walked in the house.

I’m really doing this.

I hadn’t been with anyone since Sloane in November, obviously. But I’d also pushed a tiny human out of my body in the interim. Although my doctor had given me the okay to have sex at my last appointment, and the desire was there. I was worried maybe things were going to feel different than he remembered, and he’d be disappointed.

That might be an issue if this was more than a one-time thing, but since we’re just doing this once, it doesn’t matter.

I debated if I should casually warn him that my body wasn’t the same, but I reasoned he probably could figure that out since it was his daughter I’d given birth to.

“Sweetness, I don’t know where you just disappeared to, but I need you back here with me,” he said as he pulled the covers on the bed down. “Take off your swimsuit, Ash.”

Not having lost all the baby weight, I was self-conscious about my body as I peeled the damp suit off. But he paused to stare at me with the same look he’d given me back in November and muttered, “You’re fucking beautiful, baby.”

I concluded he must have practiced that look in the mirror to perfect it, because he had it down pat. In that moment, I felt like the sexiest woman on earth.

I crawled onto the bed and watched him drop his trunks. His hard cock jutted out in the moonlight, and I let out a soft moan of approval at the sight.

He really did have a perfect cock. I was glad to see it hadn’t been injured in his accident.

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