Chapter 168: Rhys
Grace’s mouth met mine with a hunger I wasn’t used to. She needed this as much as I did. It wasn’t like we hadn’t seen each other, but we hadn’t had a moment like this since the cave. I was desperate for her touch. 2
I tugged at her towel, but this time she dropped it with no resistance. She immediately reached for the hem of my shirt, and I let her all but rip it from my body. She then tugged at my sweats and I watched her drop with them. I sucked in a breath. My goddess, she was beautiful. I couldn’t believe the moon goddess matched me with such a woman. She was amazing, and she was all mine.
She stood slowly, and I watched her every move. She was stunning. I couldn’t wait to take her. I reached over to the counter and turned on a little music to help hide any noise that we might make and then pulled my girl back into the shower.
She gasped in surprise, but didn’t fight it. She gently began to lay kisses on my shoulders, and I shuddered at her touch. She made me feel things I had never felt with anyone else. She was my person. I let her keep kissing my torso, and I traced my hands down her body until I reached her slit. She gasped as I found her clit and began to add pressure.
I loved every noise she made. I loved that I could make her make those sounds. Her body was mine, and she game me full control. Her kisses on my neck and shoulders became more and more frantic the closer she got. Her kisses stopped and her knees started to press into my arm in a frugal attempt to stop me, but there would be no stopping. I lessened my pressure and she cried out in frustration.
“Please, Rhys.” She begged.
And I flicked her a few times with a smirk before adding the pressure in again. She was so close. And fuck, so was I and she wasn’t even touching me there. I felt like a fucking teenager again, but that was the thing about Grace. She made me lose control in a way I never had before.
Her arms looped around my neck as she tried to keep her balance on the slippery floor. The water pounded on us adding an extra sensory experience and she rested her head on my shoulder, biting her tongue as she climaxed.
Her body was shaking as she came down, but I hardly gave her a chance to catch her breath. I flipped her around and positioned her so her hands were on the wall for stabilization and bent her over a bit before I immediately inserted my member, unable to wait any longer.
I picked up speed, Grace’s body jiggling against mine as I thrusted as deep as I could.
“I want to put a baby in you.” I told her.
“Okay.” She gasped.
It probably should have been more of a conversation. We had only ever talked about children as a bargaining chip a while ago for her to be my bride and stay and then again recently when she said she didn’t know what she wanted. And then we had invited Michael and his siblings into our family even though we hadn’t met them yet. But right now, none of it mattered. I didn’t even think about it.
I covered her mouth with my hand. As much as I loved every sound that came from her, Sammy was asleep in the other room, and her control seemed to lacking as much as mine. I had an urgency in me that seemed to surprise us both a little. Oh goddess, I had needed her more than either of us realized. I grunted as her pussy began to squeeze around my member. She was there. Her little ‘ah.’ had told me so. I pounded into her as her shaking body threatened to crumble underneath me, but I held her steady, as my one hand still teased her tits, but it didn’t take long for my resolve to last as long as I could to falter, and my load shot into her as we both fought to catch our breath.
“Are you okay?” I asked when I finally felt myself come down a little.
She nodded, still seemingly lost in the moment. I pulled out of her and grabbed the washcloth as she turned toward me. She kissed my lips, soft and sweet this time, and I began to clean us both up. There was a part of me that glad we were in the shower because there was less of a mess to clean-up.
When I felt that we were both good, I turned off the water, but instead of getting out, we both just stood there, staring at each other. I didn’t know what she was thinking, but I knew what I was. How did I get so lucky? She was mine.
“Your hair turns almost brown when it’s wet.” I said a I brushed it out of her face.
“Yea,” She whispered. “It does. I didn’t know it did that until I moved here.”
“What?”
“I wasn’t allowed to shower often, and for a large part of my life, I lived in the dungeon, even when I wasn’t a prisoner. There were no mirrors down there, so I just never saw it. The first time I saw it here, it surprised me a bit since my blonde is usually so bright.”
I nodded unsure what to say to that. She had lived such a different life than I had. Would she ever be able to fully get past it or was the right thing to embrace it instead?
“Aunt Grace?” Sammy’s small voice called out in a panic as she knocked frantically on the door. “Are you in there?”
“I’m here, Sammy,” Grace called back to her, her voice contorted with a bit of worry.
“You’ve been in there a while... Are you okay?” The young girl asked.
“Yes, Sammy, I’m okay. I was just having a slow morning. I’ll be out in a few minutes, okay?”
“Okay!”
We listened for her little footsteps to walk away, and Grace breathed a sigh of relief.
“Well, moment over,” She said as she handed me my towel, and wrapped herself in her own.
“No. Moment forever.” I answered before kissing her lips again. And I really did wish this moment could have lasted forever, and if I had any say, it really would.