Chapter 245 Cleaning You
Trent's POV
I can't explain the relief I felt as she said she wanted to wait and see. Even if she'd wanted to end even the chance at a pregnancy, I would've understood and supported her.
But I can't begin to describe the love I felt pouring out for her when she said if she was pregnant, she'd want to keep it. Not that it would've changed a damn thing if she'd accepted the pill. I'd still love her... And then try over again.
I wrapped her in my arms instantly, "Thank you, baby. I'm going to take care of you, I promise," I mumble, and right then something in the back of my mind sparks to life. I'm going to take care of her, and no one is going to pull us apart again. No one! Not even my own father.
We finally made it back to Charlie's apartment just before the sun came up. I have no clue how I made it here without crashing, but I'm glad we made it safely. I've had a helluva day and I really just want to get some sleep. I'm not even thinking about the classes I'll be skipping today.
I am dead on my feet. I know Rick and Josie want to talk to her, but right now, she and I deserve to get a little bit of rest before we deal with the shit she went through.
But there is no way in hell I'm letting her in her bed when she's still covered in his filth. I'm not being selfish! I'm pretty sure she wants the chance to wash off the day too.
I pull her into the bathroom and turn on the shower. She doesn't object, just like I suspected. She looks overfatigued and drowsy, but she gives me a soft smile. That's all the permission I need.
With careful hands, I strip her down, kissing every inch of open skin. Her skin is chilled, but I plan on warming her up.
She shivers beneath my touch, but I don't think it has anything to do with being cold. I can hear her breath hitch in her chest. I love that sound. I'd love her to moan my name... But not tonight. I'm promising myself to keep my hands to myself... mostly.
I quickly dispose of my own clothes pulling her into the steaming shower with me. I don't want to waste time washing myself. I have one goal, and I'm going to do it.
She blushes, looking up into my eyes. She looks embarrassed as I take her in in all her glory. She has no reason to be ashamed of what I'm seeing. She's fucking beautiful.
"Trent?" she whispers, trying to hide her pretty face from me, but I'm not going to let her. I take her by her chin and place a soft kiss on those sweet lips before pulling away.
"Don't worry, Angel. I just want to remove any trace of that scum from your body, and replace it with my own touch," I smirk, reaching for her body wash and squirting a dollop into my hand. I swear I'm going to die in the fragrance.
I massage it into my hand working up a lather, then very methodically I wash her skin, starting with her fingertips, up her swollen wrists, her elbows and shoulders, placing soft kisses as I go. I can feel her shudder beneath my touch, and her sighs are turning me on. But I'm not done yet.
Then I get on my knees, not even bothering to hide my lust from her. I want to reach around and squeeze her ass, pulling her core to my face while I-
"What are you doing?" she giggles, embarrassed.
"Cleaning you," I murmur, "Just like I said I was going to!" I groan as I washing her tiny feet, up her calves, her knees and thighs. God, her skin is like silk in my hands.
I gather more body wash in my hands and start washing her belly, and between her thighs very gently, nuzzling her skin with my face. This time I do squeeze her ass and work my way up her back before bringing them around to the front again. I didn't know this could feel so... addicting. I'm not doing anything but washing her...
"Trent," she sighs, threading her fingers through my hair, trying to keep her balance. "Wh-what are y-you doing?" she gasps as I kiss her navel.
I chuckle against her skin. "Making sure you're extra clean, Angel," I assure her, avoiding the temptation to stick my fingers into her right now. She's not ready for that. And even I'm not that far gone.
I move my hands from between her legs to massage her breasts. She moans at my touch, and my groin starts to tighten. I know I'm torturing both of us right now, but I can't help it.