Page 46 of Innocent Salvation

His body humming with desire, he stripped off her clothes, kissing her body as he did so. When she was gloriously naked, he took her in, his eyes running over every exposed inch of her skin before he stripped off his own clothes.

Testing the water, he added some cold before he lifted her in his arms and stepped into the bath. He settled against the back and held his arms up to her to sit between his legs. The warm scented water, along with the feel of her skin on his, gave him a sense of rightness that he’d never experienced before. He wasn’t the guy who took baths or gave a shit about the woman he was fucking, but Snow was more—she was the woman he knew he was in love with.

Using a washcloth he trailed water over her skin, washing her body and hair as Snow grew more languid against him. When her hair was rinsed, he took time discovering her curves, his hands moving over her body. Her pert nipples strained as he tweaked and plucked at them, her body arching against his touch, eager for more.

His other hand snaked down her belly, past her belly button to her bare pussy. Sliding his fingers through her wetness, he closed his eyes in pleasure at the sounds she was making. His thumb moving over her clit in slow circles as two fingers thrust inside her. He knew her body well enough to know it wasn’t enough to make her come but enough to drive her crazy with need.

Her breaths were short as she writhed, water sloshing over the side of the tub onto the tiled floor. “Seb.”

His teeth nipped her ear as she angled closer, her ass rubbing against his aching cock, which was pressed between them. “What do you need, baby?”

“I need to come.”

“How badly?” He increased the speed of his fingers only to slow them when she didn’t respond. A moan of frustration left her mouth and he chuckled against her neck, her pulse fluttering wildly. “How badly, Snow?”

“Very fucking badly, Sebastian.”

Her aggression was such a fucking turn on, he thought he might blow his load there and then, but he closed his eyes instead, giving her what she needed. Fucking her with his hand until her back bowed and she cried out as her pussy spasmed around his fingers.

When her body began to relax, he withdrew his hand and sucked the sweet taste of her off his fingers as she watched, her hooded eyes pools of satisfaction.

Snow turned, straddling his lap and he thanked God the bath was so big. As she grasped his aching cock and held it at her entrance, he gripped her tiny waist and surged up, his cock impaling her with one stroke making them both gasp in pleasure.

“Fuck, you feel like heaven.”

He kissed her and she kissed him back, tongues duelling for dominance. There was a desperation about the lovemaking that peaked at the edges of his mind, but he shoved it away, the sensations she was creating too much. Her body tight and hot around him as she rode him, her hands on her breasts. She was wanton and so fucking sexy it scrambled his mind.

“That’s it, baby, ride my cock.”

Her movements became uncoordinated as her channel began to pulse, her climax building. Seb was right there with her, hips thrusting into her from below until she shuddered, her body going tight, and his orgasm ripped through him on a roar, his cum spilling inside her body.

As the feelings of intense pleasure eased, he wrapped his arms around her and held her to his body, the realisation that they hadn’t used protection surprisingly not bothering him at all. The thought of Snow having his child made him want to fuck her again until that child grew inside her. The primitive notion shocked him but everything about his relationship with Snow shocked him, why should this be any different.

Her body was pliant against him as he lifted them out of the water and deposited them in the shower to wash off before he wrapped her in a towel and carried her to bed.

“I think you broke my body. My limbs don’t know how to work.”

“Sit and let me dry your hair.”

She did as he asked, sitting on the bed as he ran his fingers through her damp hair, the blow dryer warm on her skin. He’d discovered he enjoyed drying her hair and she seemed to love it, her whole body almost purring like a satisfied kitten.

When they were both dry, he pulled the covers off her bed and they crawled in naked. Snow snuggled up to him, her head moving to his chest, her hand resting over his heart as he held her hand in place, their legs tangled. It was intimate and felt natural with her as if he was always meant to hold her this way.

“We didn’t use a condom.”

“I know, but don’t worry, I’m on the pill for my periods and have regular health checks. Although I haven’t been with anyone in a good long while.”

The thought of her being celibate for a while pleased him. “I’m clean too. I’ve always used a condom before.”

Snow angled her head to see his face, her features hidden in the shadow, but it didn’t matter as he could recount every expression by memory. “Really?”

“Really. I never wanted to risk a pregnancy.”

“And now?”

He flexed his fingers on her hip, the image of a child with her blonde hair running around with Fleur making him ache for something that up until now he’d never wanted. “Now I find myself wanting lots of things I never wanted before.”

Snow didn’t respond for a long while and he thought she might have fallen asleep. As his own body began to relax and his mind grew heavy, he thought he heard her say, “I love you, Seb, and I won’t let anything happen to you or Fleur.”