Easy to Love You (Love #2)(28)
Author: Megan Smith

“Baby you have to stop, I can’t take much more of this shit.” I said breathlessly.

She hummed around my finger before she pulled it out with a pop. “I’m sorry baby but I’m just getting started.”

CC reached down and added more soap to my chest. She rubbed her palm down my pecs. Then she continued the torture by using her fingers and tracing my abs. I was holding her steady by her h*ps and I’m sure at this point she’d have bruises from my fingertips.

When she got to her favorite spot, my V, she looked up at me with so much affection in her eyes I just wanted to take her right here, right now. “I love you.”

“I love you more baby.”

She continued down to my dick and grasped the head of it. I sucked in a breath and held it. Think of ice, ice cream, ice cubes, anything cold. Nothing was working.

She stroked all the way down to the base, my whole body was strung so tight. “CC, please stop. I can’t take much more.”

My legs were shaking and still she continued, “Then don’t, Hunter. No one’s telling you to hold back.”

Pulling her body to me, I softly bit down on her shoulder and rested my hands on her ass as she jerked me off. It only took a few strokes and I cursed under my breath as my cl**ax hit.

After a few moments I turned her towards the water and rinsed her off. I grabbed the shampoo and we took turns washing each other’s hair. Once we were both clean again, I shut off the shower and reached for the towels. I wrapped one around her and then one around myself while she steadied herself on the shower wall. I carried her back to the bedroom and set her on the bed.

Going over to her dresser I pulled out her thong, bra and yoga pants. I set everything down on the bed and was helping her by placing her feet in her thong when someone pounded on the door.

“What the f**k are you two doing in there?” Mason roared from the other side of the locked door.

“Getting dressed! Relax, freak show.” CC yelled back then lay back on the bed.

“Fuck!” Mason yelled then stomped away.

CC was laid out in front of me, so f**king hot, black lacy thong around her ankles. Fuck! Think of rubber ducks, late night feedings, crying baby. Again nothing worked.

CC propped up on her elbows, “Everything ok?”

Looking down at the tent I was sporting in the towel, I shook my head. She sat up; I stood up and pulled her to her feet. She pulled her towel off and then did the same to mine. She looked down and smiled. What was so f**king funny here? She took her towel and hung it on my dick, “Thanks babe, I needed somewhere to hang it.” She reached down and pulled up her thong.

I glared at her, “Such a wise ass, eh?”

She reached for her bra and flashed me another saucy smile. “January 22nd.”

Huh? She shook her head, “Jeez, pump some of that blood back to the other head. Our wedding date, January 22nd.”

“Ok.” I wasn’t going to argue with her. If she said tomorrow I’d make it happen, if she said next year, I might have to give a little fight.

“Ok.”

I was one step closer to making my best friend, my soul mate, mine.

17

After Hunter and I were dressed, I called my mom to check on Ryder. I was really starting to miss him and wanted to check in on him.

“Hey Mom, how’s Ryder?” I asked as soon as she answered.

“Hey baby girl, he’s doing just fine. That little boy has your dad wrapped around his finger. We love having both our grandsons here.” She told me.

I sighed in relief. I was kind of expecting a screaming baby in the background but should’ve known better. Mom and Dad did raise me and look how I turned out. “Good, I was worried.”

“I know you were, with it being nine in the morning and all. I take it Hunter did a good job of keeping you distracted?” Mom asked.

I looked up to find Hunter gazing at me; I blushed, thinking of the shower this morning. “Yeah, he’s pretty good at distracting me.” Hunter smirked, smug jackass.

“So what’re your plans today? Is everyone still there?” Mom asked. She must’ve been cooking because I could hear pots and pans hitting the stove.

“Well, Hailey wants me to venture out with her today. I don’t know if that’s a good idea or not, you know how things can end with her sometimes.” I laughed.

Hunter said, “You can say that again.”

Mom was cracking up too, “Oh Kenzie, I think you’ll be just fine. You’ve been cooped up in that house for too long, you must be going crazy.”

I was a little bit now that she’d said it. “Yeah, I think I’m going to go. Hunter said he would come and get Ryder, so you don’t need to worry about that.”

“Oh honey, tell him to go out with the boys. Ryder’s just fine here with us. Why don’t you all go out, do your things and come here for Sunday dinner? We haven’t done that in a while.” I glanced up to Hunter who was at his dresser spraying on some cologne.

“Mom, hang on.” I covered the phone. “Mom said not to worry about Ryder and go out with the boys and then we can do Sunday dinner there. Is that ok with you?” I missed having family dinners too.

“Yeah, sounds good, I’ll call Mom and tell her about dinner.” Hunter said while reaching into his pocket for his cell phone.

“Mom that sounds good, I’ll let everyone know since they’re all still here.” I told her. This would be good for Mason and Hailey too; I think they needed to spend more time together. Hailey was so busy with classes and Mason was so busy with baseball that they barely saw each other. Maybe that’s their problem.

“I take it everyone had a good time if they’re still there?” Mom asked, pondering.

I snickered, “Things were great, but I think everyone is still here because Mason cooked breakfast.”

Mom didn’t respond for a few minutes, “Mom?”

“I’m here; I think I’m in shock honey. Mason doesn’t cook, that child of mine can’t even boil water.” She’s right, he couldn’t. “I’m going to let you go. Please make sure to text me a picture of this because if not, I’m not going to believe you.”

I cackled, “Will do. Give Ryder a kiss for us. Love you.”

“Love you too baby girl.”

I hung up the phone and heard the end of Hunter’s conversation with his mom, “I don’t give a shit. You’re coming.”

I was a little blown away by his harshness. “Hunter?” He twisted and looked at me.