Chapter Twenty-One
Two days later, Chad lay in bed and stared at the ceiling as he listened to Britt shower in the hall bathroom.
The pipes ran down the wall right next to his head, and when he was growing up, it used to annoy the crap out of him.
Sharing the bathroom with his three brothers was a pain, and someone was always showering at the ass crack of dawn .
.. waking him up with the damn water whooshing down the pipes inches from his head.
But this morning, the familiar sound simply made him smile. Knowing it was Britt who was naked under the spray, the noise didn’t bother him one bit.
He’d had no idea being in a relationship could make him feel this way. Content. Happy. Looking forward to each day.
He didn’t even mind that they were living with his mom.
She had her side of the house, and he and Britt had theirs.
The bathroom was tiny, and he would’ve preferred to have an en suite, but they were making it work.
Which was another thing Chad loved about Britt.
She didn’t complain. About much of anything.
He supposed it was because she’d had such a difficult upbringing, one where she’d been overlooked and had to fend for herself—which sucked.
But he couldn’t deny he appreciated that precious little got her riled.
What he didn’t like was how hard Britt was currently working.
He couldn’t even fathom how his mom had done so much on Lobster Cove by herself.
Running every aspect of the rentals was a full-time job in itself .
.. as he’d found out from watching Britt do it every day.
On top of that, she was helping in the auto shop as often as she could, and still finding the time to look out for his mom.
He’d hit the jackpot, and Chad knew it. He vowed right then and there to do whatever he could to not screw up this relationship.
If Britt felt forced to leave Lobster Cove because they were no longer dating, it would be a blow to his mom.
And the property had worked its magic on Britt as well.
Leaving would hurt her just as much as it would everyone else.
Chad had a long day ahead of him. He was going over to Lincoln’s house to help his oldest brother with some renovations.
He wanted to rebuild his back deck. The wood was rotted in places, and he planned to replace it with composite.
He also wanted to build a firepit, but that might have to wait for another day.
Barry was coming over to help as well, glad for a very rare day off from the auto shop, and after Zach got his lobster shack open for the day, he said he’d also stop by. Knox was working, but he promised to come over afterward to check out the progress and lend a hand if necessary.
Britt wanted to come too, but both rental cabins were being turned over today. The current guests were leaving, and she needed to clean both houses, wash all the sheets and towels, and make muffins as welcome treats for tomorrow’s incoming renters.
Just as he was thinking about his woman, Britt walked back into the room with a towel wrapped around her. And any thoughts of the upcoming day flew from Chad’s mind. He was up and moving before he thought about what he was doing.
He stopped in front of her and put his hands on her hips. “You smell delicious,” he said, leaning down and burying his nose in her neck.
Britt tilted her head to the side, giving him more room, her hands resting on his chest. Her fingers were warm from the shower, and suddenly Chad needed her more than he could remember ever needing any woman in his life. His hands went to her towel and tugged it loose.
“Chad!” she exclaimed with a small laugh.
“You are so beautiful,” he told her reverently, his gaze taking her in from the top of her head to her cute pink-painted toenails.
“Thanks,” she whispered a little shyly. They were working on her taking compliments better. She used to deflect attention away from herself whenever anyone said something nice, which Chad hated. He wanted her to see herself as everyone else did. Strong, beautiful, a necessary part of Lobster Cove.
He maneuvered them until her back was against the closed door she’d just walked through, and his hand went between her legs, caressing, teasing, probing.
“Chad,” she said on a moan, her head going back to thunk against the wooden door. Her hands gripped his biceps as she widened her stance.
Lord, he loved this woman so much. She had a million things to do, and yet she wasn’t opposed to delaying the start of her day for him.
His cock was hard and dripping behind his boxers.
Awkwardly, he used his free hand to push them down, not willing to move the one currently buried in Britt’s silky heat.
He stepped out of the material, giving himself a few more minutes to play before reluctantly removing his fingers from Britt’s pussy.
Bending his knees a little, grateful they were close to the same height, he lined up his cock and slowly pressed into her dripping sheath.
She inhaled and lifted one of her legs, pressing her inner thigh to his hip.
After enough of his cock was inside her, Chad moved his hands to her ass and gasped, “Up.”
Thankfully, she realized what he wanted and immediately gave a little hop. It was all the leverage he needed to pick her up. Her legs clamped around his hips even as her pussy clenched around his cock, now buried as deep as it could get inside her.
They both moaned.
Chad braced her against the door and held her still as he began to pump in and out of her body. Her skin was dewy from the hot shower, and the smell of their combined arousal was an aphrodisiac.
He’d never had sex standing up before. Hadn’t really wanted to. Had never been so desperate for a woman that he couldn’t wait to get her horizontal. Britt was changing all the rules, and he loved it. Loved her .
Her tits shimmied each time he bottomed out inside her. Her pupils were dilated, and he had no doubt her fingernails were leaving little half-moon indentations in his skin.
“Chad,” she moaned as she took everything he had to give.
It didn’t take long for him to reach the brink. Everything about Britt turned him on. He had no idea how long it would take before he got to the point when he could see her naked and not immediately want to be inside her. Maybe never.
He was desperate to come, but he wanted Britt to find her pleasure too. Even though it hurt, he stopped thrusting. Buried his cock as far inside her as he could go, then leaned back a fraction, just enough to get his fingers between them so he could reach her clit.
The second he touched it, she jerked in his grip. He didn’t have a lot of room to maneuver, so Chad settled for rubbing the bundle of nerves hard and fast. He felt her hips undulating as much as she could, which wasn’t a lot, considering she was smooshed between him and the door.
“Yes, there. Oh, right—”
She didn’t finish her sentence because her orgasm hit. Her mouth opened in a silent moan as she stared into his eyes.
Chad didn’t hesitate to move his hand back to her ass and thrust in and out of her hard, even as she was still shaking from her orgasm.
Nothing had ever felt as powerful and amazing as fucking her when she came.
The ripples of her inner muscles around his cock were indescribable.
It didn’t take long before he exploded himself.
They were both panting by the time Chad regained his equilibrium. Thank goodness he hadn’t dropped her. He grinned and bent his knees a little so she could drop her legs from around him. The second his cock slipped out of her body, she whimpered.
The sound was so adorable and sad, he immediately wanted to shove himself right back inside.
“You okay?” he asked, running his hands up and down her arms.
“More than. I need another shower now, but I don’t have time.”
“You don’t. You’re perfect.”
She rolled her eyes. “I probably look like I was just fucked against a wall.”
Chad grinned again. She did look like that, but he knew better than to agree with her.
He couldn’t stop himself from ogling her body if his life depended on it.
Her upper chest was red and blotchy, she had a bead of sweat on her temple, and her hair stuck up at the back where it had been pressed against the door.
But it was the thin line of fluid leaking down her inner thigh that had Chad’s attention freezing in its tracks. He couldn’t tear his gaze away.
“Fuck. I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think.” He forced his gaze back up to her face. “I forgot a condom. I never forget. Ever. No wonder that felt so amazing. No wonder I could feel every single ripple of your orgasm around my cock.”
She blushed and licked her lips, but didn’t comment.
His gaze was drawn back between her legs.
His come had slid down to her knee now, but she made no move to pull away from him.
Chad knelt and blindly reached for his boxers.
Reverently, he used the cloth to slowly clean from her knee up her inner thigh, then between her legs.
When he was done, he leaned forward and gently kissed her stomach, right below her belly button.
The scent of their combined arousal was stronger down here, and it was all Chad could do not to lick her slit from bottom to top. His dick twitched. Even though he’d just come, he was ready to go again.
He didn’t want to think about an accidental pregnancy because of his carelessness .
.. but how could he not at the moment. He pictured himself kneeling in front of her just as he was now, kissing her swollen belly, talking to their unborn child, whispering about how excited they were to meet him or her.
It was too soon to be thinking about all that . .. wasn’t it?
“Get up here,” Britt ordered as she tugged on his hand.
He stood and gathered her into his arms. It was scary how much she meant to him. How much he loved her.