Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I put my palms over the back of his hands, holding his arms against me. “It’s certainly not ideal, but it’s real life.”
“And I like your real life,” he murmured. “It’s still true that I love you, even when we get sidetracked and have to help a friend through his rock bottom moment.”
I hummed as he pressed a small kiss to my neck.
“I still love you even when we don’t have a pristine, remodeled house to come home to.”
“Yet,” I added. “Because believe me, we’re going to have this house looking like a million fuckin’ bucks sooner than you realize.”
He chuckled softly. “I know you will. You guys are the best in the biz.”
“Damn right.”
“I’m still going to love you even when things are messy,” he said. He turned my body toward the bedroom, leading me down the hall step by step. “When we fight, or when we’re both exhausted, or when you get sick of my singing in the shower.”
“You don’t sing in the shower,” I said.
“I’ve been embarrassed to do it around you, because I’m not a good singer at all, but believe me, I belt in the shower like a damn diva and I’m not going to stop.”
I laughed, turning as he tackled me onto the bed, covering me in kisses in the dark bedroom. “I’m going to love you through all of that, too,” I said. “I’ve kind of always loved you, Rush.”
He exhaled against my skin, kissing my collarbone. “Even when I didn’t know it and didn’t deserve it at all.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” I said. “Come get in the shower with me. I want to wash the day off before giving you what you need.”
“And what exactly do I need?” he asked me as I got up, waving him toward the bathroom.
“Come get naked with me and you’ll find out.”
24
RUSH
Instead of turning on the lights in the bathroom, Shawn went around lighting the candles that I had on the sink vanity and the windowsill.
“Those are just for decoration,” I said as the bathroom illuminated in the flickering, warm amber light. “I wanted the bathroom to look good when I was still thinking about selling this place.”
“Now we can actually use them,” Shawn said.
“I’m sure as hell not selling this place now, so I guess you’re right,” I said. The bathroom was transformed into a deeply relaxing, almost magical-looking little haven when it was lit by candlelight, and when Shawn stripped naked, I got the urge to jump him immediately.
“Take your clothes off and get in here with me,” he said, starting up the shower and getting the room steamy.
“I might just get on my knees and suck you off, clean or not,” I said, getting hard as I gazed at his body in the low light.
“I promise it’ll be worth it. Come on,” he said, hopping behind the glass of the shower. I took off my clothes in record time and hopped in after him, squeezing his ass the moment I got in.
“Damn, that hot water feels good on my skin,” I said.
“Told you.”
He lathered up some of my body wash and slowly started to massage it over my skin, cleaning every inch of my body and working his fingers over my muscles in a way that sent me straight into the stratosphere.
“That is utter perfection,” I said, putting my hands up against the stone wall of the shower as Shawn worked his way from my shoulders down my back and to my hips. “How are you so good at massage?”
“I’m not,” he said. “But I have watched a lot of massage videos on Youtube.”
“Mmm,” I hummed as he worked his way to the sides of my ass, kneading the muscles perfectly. “Did you used to think you wanted to become a massage therapist?”
“It’s a little more embarrassing than that,” he said.
“What do you mean?”
I turned my neck to look back at him. He smiled softly at me in the candlelight.
“Holy hell,” I said. “You used to jerk off to massage videos on Youtube, didn’t you?”
“Guilty as charged.”
I let out a satisfied laugh. “That is hilarious and adorable.”
“Some of those guys have really, really amazing bodies, and they get all oiled and slicked up… it was the perfect, tame jerk-off material for my repressed, younger self.”
“It totally makes sense,” I said. “And good god, having your hands on me like this is making me hard as hell.”
“I know it is.”
I looked down, noticing that the tip of my cock was dripping precum. “So goddamn good.” I groaned as Shawn moved his soapy hands between my ass cheeks, circling around my hole and then rinsing me off there. He didn’t stop until every inch of me was clean, and my cock was so hard I felt like I might explode.
“Keep your hands like that,” he said, and I kept them pressed flat against the wall as Shawn dropped to his knees behind me, spreading my cheeks wide.