“I love you, Paige.”
I smiled down upon Blithe as her eyes finally closed. “I love you, too, sweetheart.”
I bent over to press a kiss to her forehead before I turned on her night light, turned off her regular light, and closed her door.
I wanted to join the boys back downstairs, but I didn’t feel like it anymore. My mind was back on our finances again, and I was resisting the urge to check our bank account. I slumped into our room and closed the door behind me. I began taking off my clothes to get into the sauna. Or maybe the shower. Or maybe a nice, hot bath.
Anything to take my mind off what I wanted to do, which was sit down right that moment and draw up a budget.
“What a sight.”
My skin prickled at the sound of Zach’s voice.
I turned around and grinned. “Fancy another sauna trip? Or a bath?”
“A bath sounds wonderful,” he said. “I’ll go draw it.”
He placed a kiss on my bare shoulder, and I sighed at his touch. No matter what kind of shit we found ourselves in and no matter what kind of stressors fell into our lap, Zach always had that effect on me. His touch was calming, his lips were soothing, and his voice could rip me away from my world and throw me into his, where it was just the two of us indulging in each other’s bodies without a care.
The sweet sound of water running pulled me from my thoughts, and I discarded the rest of my clothes.
“I’m waiting,” Zach said.
I stepped into the bathroom and saw him already in the tub. It was filling up over his beautiful body, and bubbles already popped against his skin. I inched my way into the bath, and he spread his legs for me, his dick already growing as I laid against him. His strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me close, and soon, his lips were nibbling at my ear.
“You’re not wasting any time, are you?” I asked.
“I have something I want to ask you first,” Zach said.
“You can ask me anything,” I said. “You know that.”
“My father wants to watch Blithe tomorrow night so we can have some free time.”
“Doesn’t he do that every night whenever we come up?” I asked.
“I was thinking maybe I could take you out.”
“Zachary Harte, are you asking me out on a date?”
“Only if you’ll say yes.”
His lips peppered my shoulder with kisses, and I raised my foot up to shut the water off.
“Under one condition,” I said.
“Name it.”
I turned around in his lap and straddled him. His cock jumped at my warmth as I locked my arms around his neck. His eyes were growing dark with lust as I brought my lips to his, encompassing them in a kiss.
“You have to talk to me about what’s on your mind,” I said.
His eyes opened quickly, and he pulled back from my touch. I settled into his lap and locked my eyes with him, reading his every move.
“I know something’s been up,” I said. “And whatever it is, we’ll get through it, okay? I just want you to talk with me. I want us to have a good time, and we can’t with whatever it is that’s bothering you.”
“Well, I’d intended to talk with you anyway,” he said. “I just hate that it’s spoiling our moment right now.”
“Nothing’s spoiling anything. I just want to make sure we still keep these lines of communication open. I know things have been hard for us lately, and I want you to know that I’m here to support you. I’m not here for you to protect me.”
“That’s part of my job as your husband and as Blithe’s father. To protect my girls.”
“From harm, yes, but not from everything,” I said.
He nodded. “That’s fine. We can talk about it over dinner tomorrow, but that means you have to talk with me, too.”
My blood ran cold as I slowly sank into the water.
He knew. I wasn’t sure how he knew, but he did. I could only assume Kent told him something, and it made my stomach curl. Was he angry? He didn’t look angry. Was he sad? He didn’t look sad.
My eyes studied his for a long time before I laid my forehead against his.
“I promise,” I said.
“Good. Now, where were we?”
His hands snaked up my back, and a shiver ran down my spine.
“Oh. I remember,” he said. “I think we were right about here.”
His lips descended onto my ear, and he began muttering filthy things that made my pussy drip. Things like “It’s a good thing you’re in the bath tub because you’re my dirty girl and I need to clean you up. But first I’m going to dirty up that pussy of yours really good.”
He entered me and I rode him while straddling him.
“I love how tight you fill up my pussy,” I told him.
“I love how tight your little pussy is,” he said.
I looked down to watch him going in and out of me, as I rode him up and down. He began sucking on my nipple and I felt an orgasm coming on so strong that I had to grip the edges of the tub.
“I’m coming,” I called out, moaning as he bit my nipple a little bit while grabbing hard onto my ass. “I’m coming and it feels amazing.”
“Cum all over my cock,” he said, as he increased his rhythm. “And get ready to be cleaned up. Because I’m about to put something really sticky inside you.”
He came, groaning and saying my name over and over. “Paige. Paige. Paige.”
Then he turned on water through the shower head and aimed it right at my pussy.
“And now I’m going to clean you up.”
The water pressure felt so good that I began to immediately cum again. I spread my legs open wide so he could keep aiming the water in the right place.
“That’s so hot,” he said, taking in my pussy with his eyes as he continued to blast the water at me.
“Oh, my God,” I said, my pussy spasming while he watched. “It feels so good. I can’t even take it anymore.”
Finally, he turned off the water and I collapsed onto his strong body, completely spent from the strength of the orgasms he’d just given me. And completely happy with the knowledge that no matter what was going on between us, we would be okay.
“I love you, Zach,” I said breathlessly.
His eyes fluttered up to meet mine. “I love you, too, Paige. Never forget that.”
“I couldn’t even if I wanted to,” I admitted. “And I sure don’t want to.”