As a larger man, he had a pretty roomy shower. There was even a bench to rest on, which he sometimes did after a long, tiring day at work.
We undressed and got under the hot water together. Curtis immediately started washing me, massaging my scalp and then shoulders. I wriggled under his hold, feeling the surge of our pheromones wrapping around us.
“Want you,” I whispered, the words almost drowned out by the spray. I leaned back into him, wriggling against his hardening cock.
“You sure?”
I turned and stroked his cock to full hardness. “Yeah.”
“Do you want to go to bed?”
“No. Here. Now.”
“Come sit on my lap, then.”
He pulled me closer, so I was straddling him. My mouth met his in a messy kiss. Our foreplay was short. I was too desperate to feel him, to get lost in the feel of him.
“Please,” I begged as he worked me open with careful fingers. Everything Curtis did with me was gentle, always aware of his larger size.
His cock lined up at my hole and eased inside slowly. I moaned at the perfect feeling of him deep inside me.
“More.”
Curtis pumped his hips, holding me steady with his big hands.
Neither of us lasted long. Curtis pulled out before his knot formed and pumped his release over the tile floor of the shower.
Our mouths met again, this time in a sweet kiss.
“Thank you,” I breathed.
“For what?”
“For everything. I feel better now.”
“Good.”
By the time there was a knock at the door, we were dry and dressed for the day. Curtis had the food well in hand, so I waited in the kitchen for his family.
“Hi!” his nephew, Milo, was the first to greet me. He looked a lot like Curtis, with the same tight curls cut close to his scalp, just with a lighter brown complexion. He was cute. “I’m Milo. Where’s your cat?”
“I’m sorry about him.” Behind Milo came a petite woman with pale rose skin darkening with a blush. Her blonde hair was long, curling halfway down her back. “I’m Jennie. This is my son, Milo, but you probably already know that. He’s been very excited to meet you and your cat, obviously.”
“Nice to meet you.” I repeated the sentiment with Lara, Curtis’ older sister, and his father, Patrick, or Ricky, as he preferred to be called.
Lara and Curtis looked so alike, there was no mistaking they were siblings, except she had her hair in a sleek chin-length bob. Same warm brown eyes and deep brown skin. Their noses and chins they obviously got from their dad.
Ricky was a balding older man with a rounded belly. His beard was short, well cared for and full of gray hairs, adding a distinguished quality to him. His wide smile while he made his greeting put me at ease.
For the occasion, we’d bought a neutralizer for the kitchen. Curtis was worried the pheromones from all the alphas in the room would be too overwhelming for me. Especially after the party for his crew, where I’d spent a lot of time outside or near an open window. He had also considered that they’d be heightened depending on his family’s reactions to our news. It was such a thoughtful gesture. A signature Curtis move. I couldn’t help but love him more.
We also didn’t want Jennie figuring out our news before we could tell everyone ourselves. Yeah, I’d been shocked when he told me Marty, Grace, and Hannah all knew. Not that I minded. They’d kept it to themselves with no issues.
I tried not to let my nerves get the better of me, though it was hard. Meeting the family was a big deal! Plus, we had our news to share. Once I found Percy for Milo, that was all it took for the ice to be broken, especially since Percy was in a fine mood and immediately went to Milo’s lap for cuddles. He very rarely did that. Or maybe he just liked kids, because he’d been the same with Maddy. It was a good omen of things to come. When I told Milo he was special, it melted everyone.
We wanted to wait until everyone was eating before making our announcement. Waiting and getting through all the small talk was so hard! I just wanted to blurt it out!
Eventually, there was a lull in the conversation.