Page 28 of Falling for You (Balsam Cliffs #2)

I’m laying stock still in bed, not wanting to disturb Emma. It took her a long time to fall asleep mid-sob. I think exhaustion just took over at some point in the middle of the night.

It’s almost nine and I want to make sure that I call the lawyer first thing so that I can get an appointment today. It feels like a whole lifetime has been lived since yesterday morning, not just twenty-four hours.

I slide my hand out from under Emma’s head, and the movement has Fiona perking her head up. It’s well past her breakfast time and I’ve never known her to stay quiet when the time for food was approaching, let alone past time.

“Come on, girl,” I whisper when I’m free from the bed.

She gently walks to the end of the bed and hops off, happy to follow me downstairs. I’m happy that neither of us woke Emma.

I pull my phone out as I unlock the door and let Fiona out. Pulling up the search I did yesterday for the lawyer I hit the button for the phone number so I can call.

“Bardeau and associates, how may I help you?”

A chipper voice answers the phone.

“Hi, my name is Roman Thomas, I was referred to Mr. Bardeau by Wyatt Keaton.”

“Oh Wyatt! He’s so lovely.” I can hear the lust in her voice. Good to know his charm extends to Portland. “What is the case for?”

“Custody. My daughter’s grandparents got her for an overnight stay on Saturday, and yesterday they refused to give her back. Unfortunately, I just found out about my daughter and so there are no custody agreements in place for me and the cops were not able to help.”

“Okay, Mr. Bardeau can absolutely help with that. He usually likes to do a consultation, free of cost, to make sure it’s a case that fits what he does, and that you are a good fit for each other.

” She pauses, and I can hear clicking on her end.

“It looks like he actually had a cancellation today at two. Could you be here then?”

“Yes! Absolutely. I will be there.”

She gets my contact information and sends a text to confirm the appointment.

“Thank you so much for your help.”

“Not a problem, a friend of Wyatt’s is a friend of ours.”

I slip my phone back into my pocket, and let Fiona inside. I toss a cup of kibble in her bowl and head back up to Emma. I don’t want her to wake up alone.

I take the steps two at a time, but I’m met with a puffy eyed beauty standing in the bathroom staring at her reflection.

“Hey, Sunshine.” I step into the bathroom and snake my arms around her waist, resting my head on her shoulder.

She gives me a sad smile in the mirror.

“I have good news.”

This time she perks up, the smile turns a little bit happier. “What is that?”

“The lawyer had a cancellation at two this afternoon. So we will go to the office in Portland today. Want to stop and grab lunch at the place you like?”

“Yes!” She spins in my arms to face me. Gripping my face with both hands, she stares right at me. “Do you… know… how amazing… you… are?” She peppers my lips with kisses between words.

“Not more amazing than you are.”

“Ew. Are we really this couple?” She giggles at her own joke.

God, it’s so fucking good to hear her laugh.

“We can be whatever we want. We deserve it.” I kiss her forehead.

“What I want is to be wet with you. In that shower. With your hands roaming my body. All. Over. My. Body.” She slowly strips off the clothes she fell asleep in last night.

“Oh, is that so now?” I lick my lips at the thought of her wet and slippery with soap in the shower.

“Mmmhmm. I need it.” As she talks I strip out of my own clothes, letting them fall to the floor next to hers. “I so need it.”

Her perusal of my body, stopping at my cock, doesn’t go unnoticed. She steps forward into my space, pressing her naked body against mine.

She wraps her arms around my waist and looks up at me. “Thank you for everything last night. You were right. I need to let the guilt go and start fighting for our girl.”

She reaches between us and grips my cock in her hand, gliding her hands along my length.

“I should be right more often,” I say on a breath.

“Don’t get too used to being right.” She saunters past me into the shower, turning on the spray. The cold water hits her skin and she yelps.

There’s my girl.

“I didn’t think being sexy through.” She pouts out at me from behind the shower curtain. My laughter fills the bathroom.

I step in between her and the cold water.

Fuck, that’s really fucking cold.

“My knight in shining armor,” she jokes.

“Remember that in five minutes after my cold shower.” I grimace as the water takes its sweet ass time to warm up.

She drops to her knees, eye level with my cock. “Looks pretty good from down here, Stud.”

Before I can answer she grips my cock and starts licking me like her favorite damn lollipop. Her tongue swirls around the tip, then she licks down one side and back up the other before wrapping her lips around me. I need to lean forward, bracing myself on the shower wall.

“Fuck, Sunshine.” I try to think of anything to distract myself. The cold shower did not hinder anything when it comes to having Emma’s lips wrapped around my cock.

She pulls me all the way to the back of her throat.

I used to think it was overkill when girls tried to get me in their bed with the brag that they had no gag reflex, usually an untrue fact, but when Emma said it for the first time like it was a challenge, it was sexy as fuck.

Now my favorite thing is when she takes me fully into her mouth so I hit the back of her throat.

“Mmm.” She moans and the vibrations do me in. I reach under her arms and pull her up my body.

She fucking pouts at me. “I wasn’t done.”

“Yeah, well, if you weren’t done, I would be and that’s no fun for you.” I lift her all the way up and put her legs over my shoulders and push her up against the wall. She needs to duck a little to miss the ceiling but she drapes herself over my shoulder.

Another thing about her, she’s so damn small I can throw her around like a ragdoll. Including on my shoulders so I can eat her pussy whenever I fucking want.

I stick my tongue out, making contact with her clit. She jumps a little at the contact, but I swirl my tongue around her clit, licking, and nipping.

“God, Rome. Yes.” She grips my shoulders tightly, leaving marks with her fingernails for sure.

I hold onto her thighs tightly as she’s wrapped around me.

She taps my back. “You. In me. Now. Please.”

“I don’t think so, Sunshine. I was promised a wet and soapy body, that I got to explore.”

I slide her down the length of my body, maneuvering her under the hot spray. I lather my hands with her soap. The scent of vanilla and lavender fills the steam billowing around us.

She whimpers in anticipation. I run my hands over her shoulders and down her arms. Back up and down her chest to cup each breast in my hand. I pinch each nipple before massaging her breasts and roaming down her stomach.

Fuck this is torture. I can already feel the tingle in my spine.

“More.” She moves my hands lower, but I’m not ready to give her what she wants yet.

I run my hands over her inner thighs, dropping to my knees. Then down her legs, and back up before gripping her ass.

I stick one hand out into the water, rinsing it off. I nudge her legs open with the still soapy hand, gently pushing on her inner thigh to spread them further. Without warning, I plunge two fingers inside her, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

She jumps at the sudden touch.

“Fuck.” She hisses.

Right as she does, I move my hand from her ass and bring it back, spanking her.

She slams her hands onto the wall, bracing herself as I did earlier.

“Are you ready to come for me, Sunshine?”

“Yes. Yes. So ready.”

I curl my fingers, reaching her favorite spot and lean forward to nip at her clit when I know she’s right on the edge, already squeezing my fingers.

“Fuck, Roman! Yes!” Her orgasm ricochets through her body, clenching my fingers, and riding my palm.

Before her orgasm can finish, I lift her up, holding her against the wall. Her legs wrap around mine and I slam my desperate cock into her. She’s still pulsing and squeezing me tighter, pushing me close to the edge.

I need to hold it together. One more orgasm and I get mine.

She writhes in my arms, creating the friction she loves as I thrust into her as far as I can go. I swallow her moans with my lips on hers.

When her movements get erratic, I know she’s closer to the edge than she was before. One more thrust, and she throws her head back. I claim that soft spot on her neck as my own, nipping and licking the hollow spot.

The familiar tingle in my spine signals my orgasm is about to take over my own body. I press her body further into the wall, leaving no space between us.

“I guess I was right this time,” she whispers into my ear.

We stay in this spot for a moment, coming down from the highs of our orgasms.

I lather my hands up again, this time with her shampoo and she turns her back to me for me to massage it into her hair, then she turns to face me with my bar of soap in her hands, she runs the bar over my body as her hair gets rinsed with the water.

When we’re done, we dry each other off and head back into the bedroom.

The true intimacy of washing each other and taking care of her has me feeling more than I ever thought possible. I love Emma, she knows I love her, but this feeling, this is next level.

I don’t think I can breathe without her.

We spent the morning taking our time to get ready, teasing each other, and snuggling on the couch.

The drive to Portland was long, but we got to the restaurant just after noon, leaving us plenty of time to eat lunch before we have to walk over to the lawyer’s office.

Before I suggested her favorite place this morning, I looked at the map to see where the office was and this place was only a couple blocks away.

“Mmm I’m so excited for my burger.” She claps her hands together and rubs them with a large smile on her face.