“What do you normally do?” She tips her head slightly.
I walk her into the shower, letting the water run over both of us, but still not putting her down. “Fuck or fight.”
“So, is this the fucking part?” She doesn’t seem offended that I would use her that way.
“No.” When I back her against the tile wall of my shower, I press my hips into hers as my cock stiffens. After peeling her wet sports bra off, with her help, I fling it out of the shower. I cup her breast and tease the tight nipple with my thumb.
I know how lucky I am to have this time with her. She was never meant to be mine. Wyatt, yes. Even Dante. They make sense. Drew Young. He seems to have his head on straight when it comes to Sara, but me…
“I needed to clear my head.” Brushing her hair from her face, I pull out before sinking back inside her sweet heat. “I don’t like seeing you in pain, flower.”
“I’m sorry?—”
“Fuck that. I don’t need you to apologize. You should feel how you feel. I accept that, but I’m not going to bend you over the couch and fuck you when you look terrified of facing that bitch.”
Sara gives me a little smile. “You could have.”
“No, flower. When I fuck you, I want it to be just about us.” I draw out and slide back in, taking it nice and slow.
“Oh.” Her head rests against the tiles as her eyes search mine.
“I don’t need to use you as a warm body. I respect you. And the others would probably kick my ass if I did.”
She gives me a confused look.
I hold her chin. “I don’t want just another warm body, Sara. I want you. You aren’t a game or a trophy or a notch. You’re mine.”
I don’t know how to let her know this isn’t a flash in the pan for me. She’s so much more. Her body arches into mine as she climbs closer to the edge again. I reach between us and stroke her clit gently. I want to tell her everything, but I know I can’t. For us, this is temporary, but it shouldn’t have to be.
“Finn.” She clings to me as she cries out her orgasm. Her pussy milks my cock, drawing me into my release. I lean against her, feeling completely drained after working out and then fucking her twice.
Her hand strokes over my shoulders and down my back. I rest against her, taking her comfort and needing her warmth. I meant what I said. If anyone fucks with Sara, I’m willing to take them down. Male, female, it doesn’t matter. If they’re trying to crush Sara’s spirit, I’ll crush them first.
I pull out and lower her to her feet. Drawing her forward, I bring us both under the water before I kiss her. Softly, gently. I’ll ravish her again later, but right now, I just want to take care of her.
When I lift my head, she smiles this contented smile that makes my heart warm. She rests her cheek against my pounding heart as I reach for the soap.
“If you want to talk about it, I’m here.” It’s an offer I’m not sure she’ll ever take me up on.
She draws a little circle around my nipple and releases a breath. I rub my hands together to lather the soap and then smooth it over her porcelain skin. “I don’t want to talk about it. But I appreciate the offer. It just hurts to bring it up and I’m already exhausted emotionally.”
“Anytime you need to talk. I’m here.”
She lifts her head and meets my gaze. Her eyes widen in surprise. “Thank you.”
Needing to lighten the mood, I smirk. “I promise not to wake you up tonight when I fuck you, but I might need to fuck this ass too.”
I grab her ass and draw her close against me.
She sighs and smiles gratefully. “I’m pretty sure I’m going to wake either way.”
“Challenge accepted.”
Chapter 31
Indirect Method
Sara