Chapter 45 Dom

Chapter 45

Dom

“That was a rough game. Are you okay?” she asks, or at least I think that’s what she says. I’m solely focused on the rivulets of water dripping down her neck, following the same path my tongue takes to get to her sensitive breasts.

“Mhmm.” Not my most intelligent answer, but can you really blame me? I’m completely dumbstruck by how gorgeous my wife looks, dark curls loose and skimming the water.

It only gets worse when she props the phone up, taking the hair tie from her wrist and tying her dark curls up on top of her head, making the round swell of her breast rise and flashing me a sliver of her nipples. That muted mocha has become my favorite color.

Warm laughter from her end of the call instantly lifts my spirit as I run my palm over my jaw. “See something you like?”

“I like the look of you relaxed in our house.” Technically she hasn’t moved in, not for a lack of wanting to, we just haven’t had the time to get her stuff moved from her apartment. That hasn’t stopped her from hauling a suitcase over and staying every night for the past week .

“This bathtub is the eighth wonder of the world. It’s almost like you built this house with your future wife in mind,” she jokes.

“I’ve always known what I wanted. Well, before I met you, I knew that once I had a love like what my parents have, I’d settle down. So yeah, I guess I did.”

“You’re one of the good ones, husband.”

Right now I’m not feeling like it. Watching from the bench as my team got demolished, knowing I could be out there helping was brutal. I still can’t bring myself to regret punching Jensen, and that will never change, but I’m tense as hell.

“How’d it go with the girls tonight?”

“Fine.” Her shoulders drop below the water, sagging in defeat. “Poppy was hurt. She didn’t say as much, but I could see it in her eyes. I just needed some time to process, and I think she understands now.”

Every cell in my body aches to be there with her. I want to wrap my arm around her and take away her stress. “Sounds like neither of us had the best nights, but seeing you, hearing your voice, makes it all worth it.”

“You know what might make it a little better?” She traps her lip between her teeth and my cock knows that look. It’s all it takes for him to go from semi to fully erect. That’s how it’s always been with us. Everything is just more. The heat between us burns hotter. The ability to annoy each other is unparalleled, and our love is a force to be reckoned with.

“Tell me what you need.”

It’s her way of taking care of me. For all the times I’ve distracted her, used how well we work together to help her when she needs to get out of her head, my wife is doing the same for me now.

It’s a flip on our normal dynamic. We work together, both of us know when to switch from teasing to sweet, and I’ve never questioned that. I’m man enough to admit that right now I need this, her taking care of me. Helping me forget about riding the bench today and worse, not being there physically when she needs me the most.