Page 37 of Goose's Wren

He seems to sense it too.His breath falters.He pauses for the briefest second as his hand lingers at my waist.But he doesn’t push.

He just finishes rinsing the soap away, his movements tender until the last drop of suds is gone.Then he turns off the water and grabs a towel.

Without a word, he wraps it around me, tucking me into it like I’m something fragile...something precious.

He pats my skin dry, not lingering, not taking advantage.It’s a type of caring that I’m not used to.And maybe that’s what breaks me open the most.

He starts to turn, to leave and give me space.But my hand shoots out before I can stop myself, fingers wrapping around his wrist.

He looks back at me, eyes wide and searching.

My voice is barely above a whisper.“Stay”.

His eyes search mine deeply for an impossibly long moment.I’m almost afraid he’s going to walk away but instead he turns back to me, gently cupping my cheek.

He leans in slowly giving me plenty of time to change my mind but I know that I won’t.I’ve waited for this moment for years and I plan to enjoy every minute of it.

His lips take mine softly at first.Heat ignites in my core and I push myself into him.The heat of his body seeps through his wet clothes into my skin.My arms reach up to pull him closer and yet he still holds back.

Breaking our kiss, I lean back to look into his eyes.I want him to see the want in my own.

“Please, Goose.Even if it's just this once.”I plead, still not yet convinced of his feelings for me.

His eyes take on a hard edge to them.

“You really think it’ll just be once with us?”He almost growls.“Once I claim you fully, you are mine forever.I’ll never let you leave me.I fell in love with you through letters even though I didn’t know it was you.I know you and I know that you know me as well.”

“Then you do want me...”I whisper.

He reaches for my hand, pulling it to the front of his jeans.I feel his hard length behind his zipper.It almost feels as though it's throbbing.

“Is that even a question?”He grins.“But you are hurt.Your ribs are bruised.”His eyes look down at my side.“It’ll be worse tomorrow.”

“I don’t care.I need this right now.”I say, unable to say exactly why I need it.Why I need his touch to replace everything I’ve ever felt.

He must see something in my eyes as he gives a sharp nod and then leads me into his bedroom.His bed is massive with dark colored sheets.

“Lay down on the bed.”He says gently.“You need to heal before I fuck you so hard you never remember where you start and I end.But for now, I’m going to make you scream my name.”

I almost grin at the thought but his hands on my thighs as he spreads my legs make my breath catch in my throat.My core is completely exposed to his eyes, eyes that are looking at my wetness like a starving animal.

“Fuck!I’ve thought of nothing but this for two damn weeks.”

I open my mouth to say something but I stop breathing as he gives no warning before his entire mouth covers me.My hands grab his head as heat spreads to all of my limbs.My breathing comes in ragged gasps as I feel an orgasm building quickly.

I’m lost to everything except the sensations he’s pulling from me and my breathing in the quiet room around us.

My hips try to move closer but he holds me still with one arm.I’m so close now, throbbing in my center when I feel his finger enter me slowly at first.

He pumps into me several times then curls his digit slightly upward and I explode.Screaming out deliriously.

I feel him stand up from the bed and I open my eyes to see him peeling off his wet clothes.My eyes roam his entire body.Every inch of skin as he strips.My mouth still waters from the sight of him.

He gets into bed next to me, pulling the covers over us both before pulling me into his arms.Turning to look at him, he kisses my mouth once again.

“Get some sleep.”He whispers.

I snuggle into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent as I drift off from exhaustion.

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