Chapter 43

KNOX

I stand at the window.

I’m nervous.

Everything has me nervous right now.

It’s a good kind of nervous.

My life is definitely upside down. But sometimes I end up upside down. That’s what a goalie does. He moves side to side. Jumps up. Crouches down. Takes the brunt of a slap shot. Sometimes a goalie gets their ass kicked mask to skate and you’re still expected to stop that little fucking puck from crossing the line.

In other words I’m used to pressure.

Growing up, my father didn’t put much pressure on me, but living with a guy like him… the intensity of his job…

I run a hand through my hair and I growl.

Here I am standing at a window thinking about my future and my past and there’s a beautiful woman in a bathtub. Naked. Just… there…

Her pleasure has stained my fingertips and I want more.

Plus, it’s been long enough for her to have some alone time.

Also to add - my cock is desperately aching right now.

Here I thought things would calm down for me but not a chance.

Willow’s body… her voice… the feel of her skin… her slickness…

I grit my teeth and walk back to the bedroom.

I cut through to the bathroom and slowly begin to open the door.

There’s a part of me that just wants to see her for a moment.

To calmly take it all in.

The door is open just a little and I can see the bathtub.

I have a wonderful angle of her from the side.

Trust me, I can see everything.

She hasn’t added any bubbles or bath bombs to the water either.

Everything is in full view.

Her tits float at the top of the water, nipples poking out, hard nubs pointed at the ceiling.

Her smooth body submerged.

I’m ready to make my presence known but I stop when I see Willow bite her bottom lip.

A second later her right hand dips into the water.

She’s then touching her stomach, just above her belly button.

Not for long though… her fingers move down.

They keep going down.

My pulse jumps. Blood rushes through my body, flooding my cock again.

I’m throbbing, getting harder by the breath now as I watched Willow’s fingers move between her legs.

The water gently ripples.

I can’t believe this…

She’s relaxed, enjoying a hot bath, and she’s… she’s still turned on.

I just finished touching her. Taking her to climax. And believe me, I know she finished. There’s no faking the wetness that poured from her body. That doesn’t mean she was done though.

I grit my teeth.

Now I’m all torn up.

If she wasn’t completely done… if she needed more…

Say something to me, baby. Speak it. Keep my hand there. Or grab my hair and shove my face between your legs. Demand my cock.

Or maybe Willow just needs a moment to herself like this.

Nothing wrong with that.

The more I learn about this girl…

She’s driving me crazy in all the right ways.

She’s also carrying my baby.

But right now, her fingers are exploring between her legs.

She puts her head back and closes her eyes.

Her lips part with a silent sigh.

Her body rises up a little, her breasts lifting from the water.

Beads of water rush back down to the bathtub.

Her nipples are knotted tighter than ever.

I’m holding onto the door and the doorframe.

How long am I supposed to stand here and wait before joining in?

Here’s a hint - not very fucking much longer…