I let the water spray over me, and I rub up and down my shaft. In the fantasy, her knees draw up around my waist, and I slide into her. Her hips come off the bed as she pulls me deeper and deeper into her body.
In terms of fantasies, it’s pretty tame—her body under me, her eyes locked on mine—but I’m so fucking turned on because it’s so close to my reality. She’s afraid she’s going to disappoint me, but all she has to do is want me in return and I know it’ll be more than enough. Ava with me and turned on is my biggest fantasy.
I grip my dick harder and quicken my strokes, tilting my face up to the spray.
I don’t know what makes me open my eyes, but when I do, Ava’s standing on the other side of the glass shower door, watching me. She’s wrapped in my dark blue robe, her hair pulled into a sloppy bun on top of her head. I didn’t think I could be more turned on than I was imagining her two seconds ago, but I am the moment I recognize the heat in her eyes.
I release myself and open the door. “Good morning, beautiful.” Her tongue darts out to touch her bottom lip. “Do you want to join me?”
She drags her gaze over me slowly, stopping at my jutting erection. Without saying a word, she unties the robe, lets it fall from her shoulders, and peels off her tank top and panties. Then she’s in the shower with me, and before I can press her against the wall and kiss her as hard as I intend to, she’s dropping to her knees in front of me, her lips parted as she looks up at me from under the spray.
And fuck, I almost come right there, her breath on my cock, her eyes hot and desperate. Her tongue touches her lips before it ever touches me, and anticipation coils up my spine and shoots hot through my blood.
She puts her hands on my hips and runs them over my ass, down the backs of my thighs and back up, scraping her nails over my abs before taking my hands and guiding them into her wet hair.
She wraps her mouth around me, and my hips jerk. I have to concentrate to keep myself from thrusting into her mouth—because holy shit, the heat of her wet mouth and the sight of Ava on her knees in front of me is everything.
“Christ, Ava.”
She moans, and the vibration sends another shot of liquid fire through my blood. She wraps her tongue around the bottom of my shaft and sucks. I thread my fingers through her hair and guide her lightly because I know she wants this connection, wants this reassurance that she’s giving me what I need. Fuck, how could she doubt it? It’s so good. I’m afraid I’m going to lose control and push her to take me deeper than she comfortably can. She’s barely gotten started, and I’m ready to come in her mouth.
“It’s so good,” I murmur, and she sucks me deeper and curls her nails into my hip. I don’t want to close my eyes because I love seeing her like this. It’s my fantasy come to life. It’s better than my fantasy. But the pleasure builds at the base of my spine and refuses to let me do anything but submit. “Ava.” I tug lightly on her hair, urging her up, but she stays put, and I release a muffled curse as I come.
When I draw her up to me, she’s grinning. “What are you so happy about?”
“You. This.” Her eyes meet mine under the spray of the shower. “Us.”
Ava
“You have a nice shower?” Shay asks when I step into the kitchen.
My cheeks flare hot. The kitchen is crowded with Jacksons—Brayden, Levi, and Carter are at the table with Lilly, and Ethan and Nic are just outside the kitchen in the living room.
Lilly looks up from the table and smiles. “I had my bath last night.”
Jake wraps his arm around my waist and tugs me into his side before he drops a kiss to the top of my head. “Shay’s just jealous because she’s not had a good shower in a long time.”
“Way too freaking long,” Shay mutters.
Jake reaches around me and grabs two mugs from the cabinet. “Brayden, it’s a Saturday morning. Just put the work away.”
Brayden sighs and shakes his head as he looks at his laptop screen. “I’m working on getting Molly enrolled in our health insurance. We need to hire an HR person if we’re going to keep growing our staff.”
“Wow,” Carter says flatly. “Amazing idea. Too bad no one suggested it before.”
Jake smirks. “Good plan, Brayden. Glad you thought of it.”
Brayden rolls his eyes. “If you want me to say you were right, don’t hold your breath. It would have been too soon to do it before. Now that we’re hiring regional sales reps, it might be worth it. Maybe.”
“I forgot Molly was working for you,” I say. I take the mug of coffee Jake offers me and wrap my hands around it. “How’s that working out?”
Levi chuckles at the table. “Brayden met with her in New York last week, and I think he’d agree it’s going really well.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Brayden says, punching his brother in the arm.
“Language!” Lilly says, putting on her best stern face, and everyone laughs.
I smile as I add cream to my coffee. I like the idea of Brayden and Molly. I wonder if there’s anything to what Levi’s saying.