Page 23 of It'll Be Fun
Thank god, she thought, although she didn’t say that.
They stepped into the shower together and she was glad when he pulled her close and kissed her. The kind of kiss that told her he was doing okay and not just putting on a brave face for her.
She draped her arms around his neck and wiggled her body against him. “How tiredareyou, Sir?”
He smiled down at her. “Is that a hint, baby?”
She grinned. “Maaaaybe.”
His hands had settled on her ass. He lifted his right hand and brought it down, hard, on her left ass cheek, making her suck in a sharp breath as the sweet pain swelled and swirled within her and started spiraling straight to her clit.
“Maybe?” he asked, smirking. He smacked her right ass cheek, and now she knew if he reached between her legs, he’d find her pussy wet and ready for his cock.
She wiggled against him, happy to feel his cock had hardened. “Definitely, Sir.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” His lips closed over hers, sweetly slanting and his tongue immediately demanding entrance, which she happily granted.
They’d never had trouble in this department once he’d gotten over his initial reluctance to take them up on their offer to join them.
Even before he’d joined them, she knew she and Seth would be good together like this. He had such a sweet and loving nature, it made her regret even more their timing had always been off and they hadn’t managed to make him part of their life in this way far sooner than they had.
Seth dipped his legs and easily slid his cock home inside her pussy, making both of them moan. She raked her fingers through his wet hair, pressing the length of her body against him. No, what they had wasn’t always whips and ropes and pain. Most of what they had now was this—just them, just love, just sweet, sexy times they shared with pure abandon because they knew how short life could be.
Too damn short to waste a minute of it, because it could slip through your fingers far before you were ready to lose it.
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Seth lost himself in Leah’s sweet kiss. There was a subtle magic there, the way everything else dissolved when she was in his arms, leaving his focus solely on her and her love.
Wound, meet bandage.
No matter what, no matter how his heart bled or he’d let too many dark thoughts and sad memories into his soul, she was the salve that eased his ache and reminded him of everything blessed and pure he had to live for.
What he had with her, even without the kinky stuff factored in, was a thousand times better than anything he’d had with his three ex-wives combined.
The slick, wet heat of her pussy cradled his cock as he slowly fucked her. He didn’t want to rush this, wanted to savor her, wanted to take his time and let the world take a number until he was ready to be part of it again. This year was setting up to be easier than last year, which was something he rationally knew would happen. He could breathe, he could grieve, but he could also smile and laugh now, something he had a difficulty with before when thinking about Kaden and the past and the future without him.
He could let go and let it pass through him and process it now instead of damming it up and not letting his agony out except in carefully controlled trickles.
And he no longer worried about losing Leah to her own darkness if he showed any weakness in his grief. She was stronger than him now in some ways, and only an idiot wouldn’t admit that.
As he made love to her, he let go of everything that wasn’t her and his love for her and the pleasure they gave each other. One of these days, he was going to install a larger damn water heater, so they could spend hours in the shower making love. Although they did have a hot tub, but sometimes shower sex was better. A baptism, a font to wash away the tears and wash in the love and healing.
She continuously healed him, those gorgeous green eyes of hers staring up at him as he slowly thrust. No rush tonight, nowhere to be, no hurry.
Sometimes he could get her over like this, and sometimes he needed to give her an assist.
Time didn’t matter, though. He changed angles a little and felt her gasp and shiver and knew he’d found the sweet spot. Over and over he thrust like that, loving her needy little noises and the single-minded focus she had on him and their love.
Nothing in her mind right now but this and them.
When her climax hit he felt it build before it swelled and burst, her pussy grabbing and squeezing his cock as she let out a cry he knew at a cellular level. He squeezed her ass cheeks and held on as he picked up the pace. He wouldn’t finish with her, but that was okay, because he didn’t have to.
Fingernails dug into the back of his neck as she held on, shivering in his arms while the last echoes of her orgasm pinged through her body and spurred him on. He thrust hard and deep, his balls slapping against her thighs as he fucked her, until he, too, hit the edge and tipped.
“Yeah!” he gasped as his balls emptied, his cum flowing into her, marking her, branding her his.
Only his now, even though both their hearts were always one foot in the grave with Kaden.
