Chapter 8

Winnie

I wakeup feeling deliciously sore in the best way. I stretch, trying not to wake up Aldis, and wince as my muscles protest.

I should take a shower before work… and maybe take some Advil or something, I think as my muscles protest my movements.

I slip out of bed, being careful not to wake Aldis as I sneak around, picking up all of my clothes and heading out into the hall. I walk into the hallway bathroom, where all of my toiletries are and drop my clothes on the counter before I turn on the water and crank it as hot as it will go.

I brush my teeth, replaying last night as I wait for the water to warm up. I can’t believe how amazing sex was. I had overheard some girls in school, and they were always complaining and making the act seem more like a chore, but with Aldis, it had been mind-blowing.

I spit and rinse out my mouth and then step into the shower. I sigh as the hot water soothes my stiff muscles.

“Sneaking out on me?” Aldis asks as he steps into the shower behind me and wraps his arms around my middle.

“Eek!” I startle, blinking water out of my eyes.

“Morning,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

“Morning. I was trying not to wake you up,” I tell him as I turn around in his embrace.

He leans down, kissing me gently, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my body against his fully.

“How are you feeling?” He asks when we pull back.

“Sore, but in the best way,” I tell him with a grin.

“Hmm,” he says as he starts to trail kisses down my neck.

“Don’t you have to get to work?” I ask him breathlessly, my body starting to heat from his touch.

“In a bit,” he murmurs against my skin.

“Aldis,” I moan, and he groans.

“Damn, I love the way you make my name sound.”

My hands tighten on his shoulders and I cling to him as his mouth continues to move lower. I arch against him, offering more of myself to him and he greedily accepts.

His large hands cup my breasts, and I moan, my eyes starting to drift closed as my core starts to clench.

“I need more,” I pant, and he nods.

“I’ve got you.”

I expect for him to pick me up or pull me out of the shower and take me back to bed. Instead, he takes a step back and picks up my soap. He lathers up my loofah and starts to wash me.

“What?” I ask in confusion, but he just gives me a patient smile.

“I’m helping you get clean,” he tells me, and I frown.

“That’s not what I wanted your help with,” I grumble, and he smirks.

“What did you want my help with?” He asks as he turns me around to rinse off.

“You know,” I pout, and he laughs.

“So, you don’t want me to help?” He asks, and I glare up at him.

“No, I want your help getting dirty again,” I say, and his eyes heat with need.

He shuts off the water and pulls me from the shower, dragging me down the hall and into his room. Then he’s turning and pulling me into his arms. This time he lifts me and I wrap my arms and legs around him as his lips find mine.

His cock is in between us, and I grind on his length until we’re both too needy to wait any longer.

“Damn it, Red. I had plans to spread these legs and feast on you, but you just had to go and test my limit.”

“I need you. I need your cock in me. You can eat me out later,” I promise him, and he growls.

“Oh, I will,” he says darkly, and I nod greedily.

He backs me up, pinning me against the wall and then he’s thrusting into me. We both groan, and my nails dig into his shoulders as he starts to pound into me.

His cock is brushing against my clit with each pass, and it has me tightening around his length.

“So. Damn. Perfect,” he grits out, punctuating each word with a hard thrust of his hips.

“Aldis!” I cry, and his grip on my ass increases as he really starts to hammer into me.

I’m so close and I kiss him as I start to come.

“Fuck,” he groans, and I feel him come inside of me.

“Aldis,” I sigh, and he grins, kissing me as he keeps me pinned against the wall.

“Hmm,” he says. “I could wake up like that every morning.”

So could I,I realize. I love him. I love Aldis.

It hit me like a shockwave and I stiffen in his hold.

“Sore?” He asks, mistaking my epiphany for something else.

“Yeah, a little.”

“I’ll get you some medicine.”

He sets me down on my feet, making sure that I’m steady before he heads into his bathroom for the pills.

I watch him go, wondering when my feelings for him grew. I can’t pinpoint the exact moment when I fell. There was something between us from that first moment after he helped me save the cats, but that was just infatuation, maybe a hint of what we could be.

Then there was moving in with him. That first night he cooked for me, I knew I liked him. A lot. Our first date, maybe it was then, or maybe when he taught me how to cook. Or maybe it was all of it. Maybe I fell a little bit more with each passing moment.

Now that I know how I feel about him, I just need to figure out what I want to do about it. I think he must at least like me, but does he love me?

I watch him as he comes out of the bathroom and heads my way. His eyes find mine and he smiles. I know then that he does. I just don’t know if he realizes it yet or not.

So, I’ll wait for him to say it first. We have time.

Right?