Chapter 1
He stood in the shower alone. The water pounded against his chest as he ran the soap over his body. The sounds of the water hitting the glass of the shower door was drowned out briefly, then it was loud again. He sighed and continued to wash. He smiled when the shower door opened and a familiar warm figure joined him under the spray. He first felt her hands running up his back, then down to stop at his waist. He looked over his shoulder and smiled. Turning slowly, he pulled her under the water and started running the soap over her body. His eyes followed the soapy trail as the water washed it away.
She covered his hand and guided it over her body. His other hand came up to her hip and held her still as he knelt in front of her. His eyes scanning her body as he descended to her feet in slow motion. She smiled as he leaned forward and kissed her stomach. His hands finished washing her and as he slowly stood, his hands lightly ran up her legs to rest on her hips. He pulled her closer to his body as she took the soap from his and started rubbing it over his chest. His eyes closed as he tipped his head back, under the spray and soaked his hair.
Watching his curls retreat and plaster to his forehead, she placed the soap on the holder and rubbed the soap from his chest, away with the water. After the suds were washed away, she reached up and fingered his curls. He turned them and dipped her back slightly to soak her hair. Running her hands through her hair, she leaned her body completely against his, relying on his arms to hold her up and not let her slip back. Pouring shampoo into her hand, she washed her hair as his hands ran over her lower back.
She looked up at him and rubbed shampoo into his hair. He chuckled as the shampoo ran down his face. He pushed his head under the spray to clear the soapy residue. Wiping his face, she washed the shampoo out. She held him around his neck as they stood under the hot water. Not wanting to move from this intimate moment they are sharing. They spent their showers together as alone time, seeing as they have a child running around the place every other time of the day.
Releasing his hold on her, he opened the shower door as she turned the shower off. He stepped out onto the thick mat and held out his hand for her. When she grasped it, she stepped onto the mat beside him. Reaching for a large towel, he wrapped it around her shoulders and rubbed her arms softly. After drying off, they stood, wrapped in towels in front of the mirror.
Standing with a towel wrapped around his waist, he brushed his teeth and with a towel wrapped around her chest, she brushed her damp hair. A knock on the bathroom door made her smile as she knew who it was.
"Mom?" Came the voice from the hallway.
"Yes Kate?" She looked at him in the mirror and waited for her daughters reply.
"Is dad there?"
He chuckled and rinsed his mouth out. "Hold on munchkin."
Unlocking the door, he looked down at his daughter. "Hey." She grinned.
"Morning." He chuckled. "Can I help you?"
Kate nodded and held up her report card. "Could you sign this please?"
Frowning at her, he looked back into the bathroom. "Why do I need to sign report cards?"
Sara shrugged and continued to brush her teeth. Kate held up a pen and pleaded with him. "Please daddy."
He sighed and nodded. "Ok, one day you can tell me why I'm the only one allowed to sign these." He took the pen and signed the report.
Kate giggled and threw her arms around her fathers neck. "Thanks dad. Love you."
"Love you too sweetheart." He kissed her cheek and watched as she walked down the hallway and into her room.
Sara opened the door wider for her to pass through it. "Are you gonna stand there or follow me?" She asked with a seductive smile.
He smirked and followed her. "I would follow you to the ends of the earth Sara."
She turned to him and continued to walk backwards into their room. She reached out and grasped his towel. "I hope so." She waited for him to close the bedroom door before pulling the knot on the towel and letting it fall to the floor. "Griss."
He grinned and moved closer to her. "Hmm?" He murmured as he kissed her neck.
Sighing softly at his tender touch, she gripped his shoulders and leaned her head back slightly. "I love you."
Lashing out his tongue, he kissed her ear and whispered. "I love you too."
He stood in the shower alone. The water pounded against his chest as he ran the soap over his body. The sounds of the water hitting the glass of the shower door was drowned out briefly, then it was loud again. He sighed and continued to wash. He smiled when the shower door opened and a familiar warm figure joined him under the spray. He first felt her hands running up his back, then down to stop at his waist. He looked over his shoulder and smiled. Turning slowly, he pulled her under the water and started running the soap over her body. His eyes followed the soapy trail as the water washed it away.
She covered his hand and guided it over her body. His other hand came up to her hip and held her still as he knelt in front of her. His eyes scanning her body as he descended to her feet in slow motion. She smiled as he leaned forward and kissed her stomach. His hands finished washing her and as he slowly stood, his hands lightly ran up her legs to rest on her hips. He pulled her closer to his body as she took the soap from his and started rubbing it over his chest. His eyes closed as he tipped his head back, under the spray and soaked his hair.
Watching his curls retreat and plaster to his forehead, she placed the soap on the holder and rubbed the soap from his chest, away with the water. After the suds were washed away, she reached up and fingered his curls. He turned them and dipped her back slightly to soak her hair. Running her hands through her hair, she leaned her body completely against his, relying on his arms to hold her up and not let her slip back. Pouring shampoo into her hand, she washed her hair as his hands ran over her lower back.
She looked up at him and rubbed shampoo into his hair. He chuckled as the shampoo ran down his face. He pushed his head under the spray to clear the soapy residue. Wiping his face, she washed the shampoo out. She held him around his neck as they stood under the hot water. Not wanting to move from this intimate moment they are sharing. They spent their showers together as alone time, seeing as they have a child running around the place every other time of the day.
Releasing his hold on her, he opened the shower door as she turned the shower off. He stepped out onto the thick mat and held out his hand for her. When she grasped it, she stepped onto the mat beside him. Reaching for a large towel, he wrapped it around her shoulders and rubbed her arms softly. After drying off, they stood, wrapped in towels in front of the mirror.
Standing with a towel wrapped around his waist, he brushed his teeth and with a towel wrapped around her chest, she brushed her damp hair. A knock on the bathroom door made her smile as she knew who it was.
"Mom?" Came the voice from the hallway.
"Yes Kate?" She looked at him in the mirror and waited for her daughters reply.
"Is dad there?"
He chuckled and rinsed his mouth out. "Hold on munchkin."
Unlocking the door, he looked down at his daughter. "Hey." She grinned.
"Morning." He chuckled. "Can I help you?"
Kate nodded and held up her report card. "Could you sign this please?"
Frowning at her, he looked back into the bathroom. "Why do I need to sign report cards?"
Sara shrugged and continued to brush her teeth. Kate held up a pen and pleaded with him. "Please daddy."
He sighed and nodded. "Ok, one day you can tell me why I'm the only one allowed to sign these." He took the pen and signed the report.
Kate giggled and threw her arms around her fathers neck. "Thanks dad. Love you."
"Love you too sweetheart." He kissed her cheek and watched as she walked down the hallway and into her room.
Sara opened the door wider for her to pass through it. "Are you gonna stand there or follow me?" She asked with a seductive smile.
He smirked and followed her. "I would follow you to the ends of the earth Sara."
She turned to him and continued to walk backwards into their room. She reached out and grasped his towel. "I hope so." She waited for him to close the bedroom door before pulling the knot on the towel and letting it fall to the floor. "Griss."
He grinned and moved closer to her. "Hmm?" He murmured as he kissed her neck.
Sighing softly at his tender touch, she gripped his shoulders and leaned her head back slightly. "I love you."
Lashing out his tongue, he kissed her ear and whispered. "I love you too."