Chapter 29 Mabel
MABEL
I’m so far in my head as I step under the shower spray and let the warm water roll down my body.
I will it to take away some of the tension, but it doesn’t. Kat’s note is weighing heavily on me, and I’m not sure how to make it stop. All I keep thinking about is the advice I gave Aurora hours ago.
I can’t make life-altering decisions based on someone else. I have to do what’s best for me. I know this. But what is that?
I was with Kat for a long time. I invested so much time and energy into that relationship, and a month ago, that note would have made me fucking ecstatic. It was all I’d been wanting, to go public with her. To love and be loved in the open. And now she’s saying I can have it, but is it what I want?
Then there’s Aurora.
I’ve never felt for anyone what I feel for her.
I could love her. I might already. I can’t deny how amazing it felt to hear that word fall from her lips earlier.
But am I setting myself up for heartbreak?
Is this just a rebound crush after a breakup?
It doesn’t feel like that, but can I really trust my own judgment?
She’s twenty-three, my manager’s niece, and married. All of those are great reasons to stay away; instead, I dove in headfirst.
Sure, she said she’s going to divorce that fucking abusive twat, and I’m thrilled for her.
But that doesn’t mean she’ll still want me.
We’re in two very different stages of life.
There’s no guarantee we’d last. Can I take that risk again?
Should I even try? Because if it doesn’t work out, I know it will crush me worse than anything else has.
And then there’s my birth mom. I still have that decision looming. When I’m not thinking about Aurora, I’m thinking about the birth family in Georgia that doesn’t know I exist. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know the right answer.
I’ve never been this happy, but I’ve also never been this stressed. It’s all so heavy, making my skin tight and itchy, and I can feel the floor shift beneath my feet.
I tilt my head up and let the water spray on my face, willing it to ground me. To fend off the spiral. I inhale the steam and hold it in my lungs, then count to a hundred. My heart still races. The stone floor still wobbles.
Then a noise draws my attention to the bathroom door, and through the foggy glass, I see Aurora’s outline. She’s blurry, almost abstract, and at first, I think my brain conjured her to calm me down. But when I wipe the condensation from the glass, she becomes clearer, and I know she’s real.
She gives me a small, nervous smile, and then slowly, she pulls her shirt over her head. Now, my heart is racing for a different reason, and I can’t tear my eyes off her.
The glass begins to steam over again, and I wipe it off quickly, just in time to see her hands slide to the band of her jeans. I watch with labored breaths as she undoes the button and pushes them down her thighs, until she’s standing in the bathroom in just a white matching bra and panty set.
I’ve never been this turned on before. I blink several times to reassure myself that this isn’t just a rogue fantasy, but it’s not. She’s here, half-naked, and she’s getting into the shower with me.
We stand for a moment, inches apart, just staring at each other as steam fills the shower once more. The water hits her body, rendering her cotton underwear see-through, and I have to bite back a groan. She looks so sexy. I want to touch her, but I fist my hands at my sides.
“Hi,” she says, her sweet voice floating over the pattering of the water hitting the stone floor. “I hope this is okay.”
I nod. “Yes. Yes, this is okay. More than okay.”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, and I feel it on my already hardened nipples.
“Can I try something?”
I nod again. Slowly this time. “Anything.”
Her lips twitch into a smile, excitement and nervousness dancing across her features as she steps closer, closing the distance until our bodies barely brush together. When my breasts graze hers, a shaky whimper escapes me. I’m trembling for her.
She kisses me, gentle at first, then a little deeper. She trails her fingers up and down my torso, then pinches my nipples just how I showed her last night. I hum into her mouth, and she breaks the kiss, pulling back to watch my face as she does it again.
She doesn’t take her eyes off me as she bows her head and takes one of my nipples into her mouth, sucking first, then swirling her tongue around it, toying with my piercing before biting.
“Fuck, Aurora. That...that feels good.”
I try to keep my voice low and even. I don’t want to overwhelm her—I remember how scared I was the first time I touched a woman—but when she bites again, my hands grip her waist and my head tips back on a groan.
“Oh, fuck, yes.”
I can feel her lips curve into a smile against my sensitive skin, before she moves a little lower, sucking on the underside of my breast just hard enough that my clit throbs. It’ll leave a mark, and the thought makes me wetter.
It takes a minute for me to realize what she’s doing, but when I do, my heart starts to pound hard enough that I might pass out.
She lowers to her knees, her hands roving up and down my back, grazing my ass a little more each time as she kisses my stomach.
She swirls the tip of her tongue around my navel, then shifts to my hip bone.
I have one flash of good sense as my legs tremble.
“Wait,” I force out.
When she looks up at me, hazel irises nearly swallowed up by wide pupils, my pussy pulses.
Her chin rests just above my pelvis, her blonde hair is wet and pushed back off her pretty face, her soft skin glistens with sparkling water droplets, and the fabric of her bra is so transparent she might as well be naked.
I can see everything perfectly, and she looks like art. Like a painting I could spend hours appreciating. She’s so inherently beautiful, so painfully sexy, and I can barely form words.
“A towel. You should...” I force a swallow, then raise my heavy hand to grab the towel hanging on the side of the shower. I drop it to the floor between us. “For your knees.”
“Thank you.” She shifts onto the towel, and her sweet smile makes me dizzy. “I’ve never done this before,” she whispers. “I might need guidance.”
Jesus, the way my stomach flips in anticipation. I smooth my hands over her hair and brush my thumbs over her cheek bones. I need to touch her everywhere and always.
“Of course. Anything you need.”
She smirks and her eyes flash with heat as she licks her lips. “I need to be the giver tonight.”
My breath hitches, and all I can do is nod in response.
“Can you widen your legs some more?”
Jesus fucking Christ, I can’t handle it. My core is pulsing with every beat of my rapid heart. I nod again and take a wider stance as she requested, and then I can feel her eyes on me. Her gaze is just as powerful, as sensual, as her touch, and my fingers tremble in her hair as I wait.
She leans in and licks up my pussy slowly, her back arching in the sexiest way, and a moan sounds from deep in my chest. She does it again, and my fingers sink a little deeper into her hair.
“Is that good?”
“Very good.”
“Tell me what you like.”
This is so hot. This is so fucking hot, I might die. I clear my throat.
“The jewelry. Just...just pla—Oh, fuck.”
My knees threaten to buckle as she licks around my piercing, flicking the jewelry and then sucking my clit between her lips. My legs widen farther, and my hand tightens on her head as the other flings out to grip the shower wall for support.
“That’s so good, Roar. Just like that.”
She plays with my clit, alternating between sucking and licking, until I’m half mad.
When she licks up my pussy again, her tongue presses deeper, probing my entrance, and my vision sparks.
I fall back onto the shower ledge to support myself, and bottles of hair products fall to the ground. I barely notice.
“Good. Fuck, that’s it. Do that again.”
My leg lifts almost on reflex when she licks me, and she shifts to prop my leg on her shoulder. I want to stare, to watch, but she licks me a third time, sucking my clit into her mouth when she reaches it, and my head falls onto the shower wall.
“Can you come like this?”
I don’t answer right away, and she pulls back to look up at me.
“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”
“No. No, definitely not. You’re perfect.”
Her brows furrow. “What do you need? Tell me.”
“I don’t want to make you do anything you’re not ready for.”
“You won’t. Tell me.”
I pause. I almost tell her no, but I’m so fucking turned on, and she’s so sexy kneeling there, looking up at me with her back arched and her lips swollen from eating my pussy, that I just blurt it out.
“I need penetration.”
She doesn’t so much as flinch. Instead, she glides her hand up my inner thigh and rests her finger on my entrance.
“Tell me how.”
Good God, I am definitely going to die. My heart is going to explode.
“Just push slowly. Pulse—oh, fuck, like that.”
She eases into me, little by little, until I can feel her soft palm on my pussy lips, and I clench around her.
“Now?”
“Pulse, but curve, like a...a...”
I don’t know how to describe it, so I do a come here motion with my index finger.
“Oh, fucking hell, Aurora,” I moan as she does what I say. “Now can y—oh my God.”
She moves to my clit, tending to it with her tongue as she fingers me, and all my restraint snaps.
My hand clutches her hair, and I move on her, grinding against her, fucking her.
I don’t worry about scaring her or overwhelming her, I’m driven by pure need and spurred on by her talented mouth and fingers.
She works me until I’m panting and twitching, and then she shoves me over the edge.
“I’m coming. I’m coming. Don’t stop.”
My body bucks and my muscles contract. I release a moan that vibrates through the steam, and when I can’t take anymore, I pull away to break contact. When I look down at her she’s grinning and proud with swollen lips and a flushed face.
“That was amazing,” I pant out. “Oh my God, that was amazing.”
She stands, and her wide grin shifts into a smirk. “Goddess, Mabel. A man could never.”
I laugh out loud and kiss her deeply. Everything outside of this moment, outside of me and Aurora, has disappeared. We’re all that matters now.
“C’mon,” I say, leading her out of the shower. “Dry off. I need a snack, and then I’m taking you to bed and fucking you until you pass out.”