Page 132 of Fall Over You

A condom and a bottle of lube appear at the corner of the bathtub before the curtain pulls back enough to let my wife get in the shower with me.

“Condom?” I ask. “I thought we were done with those.”

“I just wanted to keep our options open in case we get adventurous.” Her eyes glow up at me until she shimmies past me, ducking her head under the spray and humming at the warmth. I admire how pretty she looks with the water running over her, all the waterfalls and rivers on the peaks and valleys of her body. She pours some shampoo into her hand and works it into her hair, while I grab some body wash and work the lather over her skin. I take my time on my favorite places: over her hip bone, on her perky boobs where I dip to give her a bonus suck, down to tease her until she’s grinding against my hand.

“Can’t believe you want to get adventurous after how I acted.”

Becca puts her head back and I help her rinse out her hair, massaging her scalp. She leans into me, letting her hands glide along my sides.

“You might still make mistakes in your life. I will too. But that doesn’t mean it’s all ruined or everything’s bad. It just means we’re human. As long as we’re trying to do better, that’s the best we can do.”

I put some conditioner in my hand and pause while she adds a little more. “It’s hard not to beat myself up about it.”

Becca chuckles and puts her head back to let me work the conditioner into her hair. “Well. You were an asshole. I’ll let you give yourself a little hell.” She presses a kiss to my lips. “But I’ll also be here to hold you until you forgive yourself.”

I close my eyes and lower my forehead to hers. “The luckiest. I’m the luckiest.”

She kisses next to my mouth. “And you are going to apologize to Denton too⁠—”

“Don’t push it,” I joke. “I’ll think about it.”

“You put the raccoons on his property, didn’t you?”

I crack up and she does too. “He knows, doesn’t he?”

She nods and I love her smile right now. “He definitely knows. Y’all aren’t that slick.”

“I have to give him credit. He hasn’t tried to get back at me.”

She puts her hands out. “I’ve been trying to tell you how sweet he is!”

I quirk a brow. “Is he sweet, or is he just waiting for the right moment for revenge?”

“I think,” Becca’s hand drifts down my stomach, “we should quit talking about him.”

“Mmm, I think you’re right.”

Becca works me in her hand while I let my hands explore her body. I grip her ass, doing the math on what she said. Condom. Lube. Adventure.

She wants me to fuck her ass.

I pull her away from me and spin her so her back is to me. “Hands on the wall.”

I drop to my knees, take one of her cheeks in each hand, and spread her wide to her gasp. “What are you doing?”

“You told me to kiss your ass, so here I am.” I trace the tip of my tongue around her puckered hole while my fingers stroke around her front entrance. I gather some of that wetness, drag it up over her clit, and stay there, playing with her rapidly swelling flesh. My tongue continues its work on her asshole, and I open wide to cover more area.

“Oh my god, Tyler.”

“We have to be quiet,” I remind her. “Our girl’s still asleep and we want to keep it that way.”

“I’ll be quiet,” Becca breathes. “Promise.”

“I know you will, baby.” I squeeze some lube onto my fingers and brush the excess over her hole. “Because you want my cock in your ass, don’t you?”

She moans as my finger slips past the rim.

“That’s my girl right there,” I sigh. “You let me know when you can take more.”