Page 116 of I Could Never
Instead of unleashing all my worries onto him, I just nodded. “You’re making the right decision, Josh.”
He let out a relieved breath. “You think so?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’m gonna ask Lorraine to transfer guardianship over to me. You think she’ll go for it?”
“I do, actually. We both know she’s not capable of taking care of him. And I think it will be a relief to her that you want to officially take over.”
“I was worried you might think I was getting in over my head, taking this on permanently.”
Moving to sit closer to him, I placed my hand over his. “You’ve proven yourself, Josh. Over and over again. The truth is, even if you’re not perfect at this, no one’s gonna love him like you do. You’re the closest thing he has to family. And I think Scottie will be the luckiest guy in the world to have you as his guardian.”
Ask me to stay.There was nothing I wanted more than for Josh to include me in these plans. But he would have to be the one to suggest it. I’d already hinted that I didn’t want to go back to California. The ball was in his court. I sure as hell wasn’t going to push for anything. I vowed to wait until he returned from Chicago before I started worrying about what the future held.
Trust the process.
I decided to take a shower before bed. Being around Josh again had made me so damn horny—especially after what we’d started this morning never came to fruition.
Under the water, I slid my hand down and circled my clit. I’d wanted Josh to touch me so badly all day today. I was unsure whether he planned to sleep in the bed with me again tonight, but either way, I was fairly certain I had another night of frustration ahead.
After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened. I jumped, thinking it was Scottie, but when I saw the tall, muscular silhouette with fuck-me hair through the foggy glass door, I realized it was Josh.
My stomach did somersaults as he slid open the shower door and stepped inside, gloriously naked. My eyes moved over his gorgeous body. I hadn’t seen him like this in so long, and I’d thought I might never have the opportunity again. His engorged cock glistened with precum at the tip. Feeling embarrassed for staring—still a bit of trauma from the time he’d called me out way back when—I turned away from him, facing the showerhead.
His warm body pressed against my back, his voice vibrating against my skin. “Hi.”
“Well, hello,” I whispered.
“Is this okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” I breathed.
My muscles clenched as he situated his hot, rigid dick against me, gliding it along my ass cheeks.
“I’ve missed this beautiful ass.”
“It missedyou.” I smiled.
“I’ve been dying for you all day, Carly.” He wrapped an arm around my waist. “I’d wash you with soap, but if I’m being honest, I want you to smell like nothing but me tonight.”
My legs quivered.
“From the moment we left each other, I haven’t been able to stop fantasizing about fucking you.” He spoke into my ear, “I haven’t been with anyone else. I don’twantanyone else. I only want you. And I need to show you how much right now.”
“Take me,” I begged.
“I want to fuck you hard. Okay?”
Trembling, I nodded. “I want that, too.”
“Yeah?” He massaged my clit.
“Yes, please.”
“So polite.” He chuckled. “Lean your arms against the wall. You’re gonna need to hold on.”
Shaking with need, I did exactly as he said, planting both hands on the wet tile wall.