“Thank you.”
I kissed her. “Anytime.”
I glanced over at her. She had drifted during the movie, leaning against me, snuggled into my side. “You want to go to bed?” I asked.
“No, it’s too early.”
“How about a bath?”
Her eyes lit up. “In that huge tub?”
“You have to share.”
She waggled her eyebrows. “I was planning on it.”
I held out my hand, and she took it. “I’ll lock up. You go start it filling. It takes a while.”
I made my rounds, checking the doors and windows. It was something I always did. Our houses were safe, the compound gate locked and the crime rate here next to nothing, but my dad had always “made the rounds” and checked to make sure his family was safe, and I did the same thing.
I heard the water running and headed to my room. I pulled off my Henley and undid my jeans as I sauntered over to the bathroom door. Paige was topless in front of the mirror, pinning up her hair. Her pretty neck was on display. She’d told me what my mom had said about her shoulders, and I realized she was right. They were lovely. Smooth and round, her collarbone clearly defined and the elegant arch to her chin—she was gorgeous. Her arms were toned as she lifted them, the movement causing her breasts to sway. I crossed the room, standing behind her. She watched as I lit a couple of candles I had placed on the vanity earlier and flicked off the overhead light. I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, sliding my hands to the front and cupping her, slowly letting my fingers tease her nipples.
“Yeah,” I murmured. “These definitely got my attention first. I wanted you to climb me like a tree and let me play with them while you did.” I moved my mouth to the juncture where her neck met her shoulder, trailing my tongue over her skin.
She shivered.
“Cold, baby?”
“No,” she whispered breathlessly.
I rolled her nipples, never breaking eye contact in the mirror. The candlelight was a dim glow in the room, but her eyes were on fire. The desire in them matched my own and made it rage even higher. She arched her back, pushing her breasts fully into my hands. She whimpered as I increased the pressure of my fingers, her nipples now hard, tight peaks under my touch.
“I love how responsive you are,” I murmured against her skin, finding the sensitive area behind her ear and nuzzling it.
“Liam,” she sighed.
I slid my hands down her torso, flicking open the buttons on her pants and slipping my hands inside. I pushed down the material, taking her lacy underwear with it. Her pants fell to the floor with a low whoosh. I cupped her possessively, feeling the heat between her legs. “You gonna get in that bath with me, Paige?”
“Yes.”
“You gonna let me fuck you in that big tub? Ride me like a stallion with my cock deep inside you?”
“Oh God,” she moaned quietly.
“No. Me.” I kissed her neck again. “I want to hear you tonight. It’s just us. No kids, no Beth. Just us. I want to hear you scream my name. Moan. Beg me for more. I want to know every little thought in your head as I fuck you fast and hard. Then I’m going to do it again, this time slowly. On my bed with your legs wrapped around me and my cock making you crazy.” I bit down on her neck, soothing the nip with my tongue.
With a cry, she turned and flung her arms around my neck. Our mouths crashed together, our tongues sliding and tasting. I explored her mouth, certain I would never get enough of her taste. Of the feeling of having her in my arms. The deep sense of satisfaction I felt when I was buried inside her. She clawed at my neck, pulling me as close as she could. Her breasts pressed into my chest, the softness of her flesh yielding to my muscles. I lifted her in my arms and headed for the tub. I stepped in and lowered us into the warm water, never stopping in my possession of her mouth. She groaned as the water rose over us, the depth and length of the tub unparalleled. That was the reason I’d bought it. The room, the high placement of the overflow. I could sink in and float if I wanted to. And with Paige in there with me, it was perfect.
I sat up, Paige wrapped around me. Our mouths moved in a frenzy. I had my hands all over her, touching and caressing. Her arms and shoulders, her back and spine, cupping her full ass. I licked my way down her neck, sucking her nipples as she gripped the sides of the tub, groaning and pleading, her back arched and her head thrown back. My cock was wedged between us, hard and aching.
“I can’t hear you,” I growled. “Tell me what you want.”
She surprised me when she pushed away, breaking our contact. She wrapped her hand around my cock, pumping it, then slid her hands under my ass, pulling at me. “Up,” she demanded.
I lifted my hips, shouting in pleasure as she lowered her head, licking at me. The heat of her mouth engulfed me, and I cursed. She worked me with her hand and mouth, circling the tip, tonguing my shaft, sucking and pumping. I had never seen a sight as erotic as her kneeling in the hot water, her lips wrapped around me. It was my turn to grip the sides of the tub as she sped up, her wicked mouth and tongue doing things to my cock that should be illegal. I felt the tightening in my balls, and I groaned.
“Stop, baby. You need to stop. I want to be inside you.”
She lifted her head, pulling back slowly, dropping a final kiss to my crown. She rose up, the water sluicing off her skin, the steam rolling off her body. I reached forward, dragging her back to my lap and kissing her. She tasted of me, the sharp tang of her mouth making me groan. I grabbed her hips, and she shifted, rising over me. Our eyes locked as she positioned me and slowly sat down, my cock sliding in inch by inch, the heat of the water replaced by a different, slicker wet. I let my head fall back as ripples of pleasure shook me.
Paige groaned. “You feel so good inside me, Liam.”
I flexed my hips, sinking deeper until we were flush. Paige tightened her inner muscles, squeezing all around me. She met my gaze, a smile on her lips. “You promised me a good fucking, Liam. You gonna live up to that?”
I sat up, gripping her neck with one hand, anchoring her to me with the other hand on her hip. I began to move, not holding back. I slammed into her, grunting and groaning. She held on to the tub’s edge, meeting my thrusts and giving me exactly what I asked for. She pleaded and begged. Clawed at my back, arched her neck, and rode me. Cried out my name. Water splashed over the sides, hitting the floor like small explosions. And still, we moved. I licked and bit her nipples. She scraped her nails over mine, making me hiss in pleasure. She orgasmed, her eyes wide, her groans loud as I rode it out, her muscles clamping down on me.
“I’m not finished,” I demanded. “You’re going to give me another one.”
She mewled, clutching my shoulders. She buried her face into my neck as I grabbed her hips, moving hard and fast. Shudders raced through her, and she cried out again as my release crashed through me, hot and bright. I wrapped her in my arms as I lost myself to the sensations coursing through my body, finally stilling in the steam-filled room, the water settling, the quiet of the evening a balm to our ragged breathing.
Carefully, I lay back, taking her with me. I used my foot to turn the water back on, letting the tub fill again. We’d lost a lot of water. I glanced over the side with a chuckle. “Good thing I added a floor drain.”