They were both spent, but still found the energy to take a shower together after Tucker grabbed his overnight bag that housed a change of clothing.
“I’m sorry for ignoring you,” she said while lathering her body, turning to face him. “I should have asked you what was going on, instead of assuming that you were playing me.”
“I understand why you did, but you don’t ever have to worry about some shit like that.” Cupping her chin, he placed a soft kiss against her lips. “The way I feel about you is intense, and though I don’t even understand it, because we haven’t been involved with each other that long, I don’t want to lose it.”
“I get it,” Danica stared up at him with wide eyes. “And I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t.” He assured her. Trailing his fingers down her arm, he captured her scarred wrist and lifted it to his thick lips, gently placing a kiss against it. “Me and you have been destined to be since this moment.” Tucker referenced her accident. “We just weren’t ready for each other yet.”
Grabbing his face, Danica kissed him deeply, backing him into the shower wall. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her swiftly, lowering her down onto him. Turning so that she was the one pressed up against the wall, Tucker held her close to him, pumping in and out slowly.
Opening her legs to give him all the access he needed, Danica sighed as he invaded her over and over. Gripping her cheeks in each hand, Tucker pushed himself as deeply as he could.
“Mmmm,” she hummed, already feeling her orgasm building. Her words came out a whisper as she clung to him for dear life. “Right fucking there.”
“There?” He taunted, burying his face into her neck. “That’s the spot that has this pussy leaking?”
“Hell fucking yes.” A wave of pleasure hit her so hard that it nearly overwhelmed her. Digging her nails into his skin, Danica’s tongue snaked all over his lips before she shoved it inside. Drawing it into her mouth, she sucked on his tongue while he pounded inside of her.
Tucker let out a deep grunt, body quaking as they kissed sloppily. “I fucking love you.” Danica didn’t need to be a psychic to realize he was coating her walls with his seeds; the way his body jerked and the feel of his dick twitching gave him away.
The realization turned her on so much that it pulled another one out of her. “Mmm, I love you too, baby. I love you too.”