Page 53 of Only You

I took the wine glass from her hand and set it down on the cement. Leaning in, I softly brushed my lips against hers while my hand traveled to her breast, taking her hardened peaks between my fingers. I let out a gasp as I felt her hand grip my hard cock under the water and firmly stroked me.

I broke our kiss, took her hand, and led her from the hot tub into the pool. Holding her against the pool’s wall, I thrust inside her while her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.

“Please tell me you’re on birth control,” I panted.

“I am.” She moaned, her legs tightening around me as she orgasmed.

“Fuck,” I moaned, exploding inside her.

I leaned closer and pressed my lips against her neck as I tried to regain my breath.

My eyes opened to the sun filtering in through the sheer white curtains. Glancing at the clock, it was seven a.m. Hannah’s body was wrapped around mine as my arm secured her, and her head lay on my chest. I stared at her while she peacefully slept, thinking about last night. She stirred, and her eyes opened.

“Good morning.” A bright smile crossed her lips.

“Good morning.”

“How long have you been awake?”

“Just a few minutes.” I smiled. “I could really use some coffee.”

“Me too.” She sat up. “I’ll go make us some. Wait, I can’t. I don’t have any yet.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “I need to go to the grocery store today.”

“Well, I have plenty of coffee. Let’s go back to the house and brew us some.” I kissed her forehead.

“You go ahead, and I’ll meet you there,” she said.

I pulled on my pants, grabbed my shirt and shoes from the floor, and headed back to the main house, where I brewed us each a cup of coffee. Suddenly, I heard the key go into the lock of the front door, and my heart started racing.

“Morning, Dad.” Lucy walked into the kitchen.

“Morning. Why are you home already?” My brows furrowed.

“Isabelle and her family have plans today. Her dad just dropped me off. Why are there two cups of coffee?”

The sliding door opened, and Hannah walked in, freezing when she saw Lucy standing there.

“Uh, Hannah asked if I had any coffee. She hasn’t been to the store yet,” I said.

“Hey, Lucy.” Hannah smiled.

“Hi.” Lucy narrowed her eyes at her. “Can you make me some French toast, Dad?”

“Sure thing, kiddo. I’ll make it now.”

“Okay. I’m going upstairs to put my bag away.”

Hannah walked over and picked up her coffee cup from the island.

“Sorry about that,” I said. “I had no idea she’d be home this early.”

“There’s no need to apologize. I’ll see you later.” She smiled.

“Stay and have breakfast with us,” I said.

“I’m sure Hannah has a lot to do since she just moved into the guesthouse yesterday,” Lucy said, walking into the kitchen.”

“She’s right. Thanks for the coffee, Alex.” She held up her cup before walking out the sliding door.