Louisa also informed them that Mr. Stimson asked about Ronnie, and wanted her to call him the next day. Lou avoided two of his calls, or rather made excuses for her “out of town” daughter by saying she was spending the first night with Nikko, which technically had been true, but the night before that and last night when he called to update, she lied and said Ronnie had been out with friends and had left her cell phone at home. So, now Ronnie had to squeeze a call in to her attorney sometime today to ward off any suspicions he might have as to her whereabouts.
Luckily, Nikko was with her, and she would be able to use his cell phone to make the call. Hopefully the lawyer would be none the wiser that she’d skipped.
“Thanks,” she murmured, shifting so he could fully embrace her, and nestled into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. She felt his strength and was glad for it. Again it reminded her that she knew she was in love with him, but she still couldn’t fully trust herself to say the words. Her future was so uncertain. She still could very well end up in jail, and admitting her love to him would force him to wait, for some time, and then eventually he would move on. She couldn’t expect him to wait out her prison sentence. It would be easier for him to go on with his life, if she didn’t admit her feelings. She didn’t want to ruin his life. It was bad enough her going to jail would destroy her mom, and her grandparents. She couldn’t do that to Nikko too. That would break her.
And it wasn’t about trusting him which is what he was probably thinking. She reacted strongly to seeing him with the barbecue bombshell because she hadn’t been in a good frame of mind when she went to see him. Fears about her mom, the baby, her future, and her past mistakes in trusting Gary clouded her judgment. She did believe him now. His story made perfect sense. Still, she couldn’t give that to him yet. It was all so complicated.
***
Holding her felt good. He didn’t want to let her go, but knew his brothers would be here soon. Reluctantly he spoke and broke the moment of shared intimacy. “Let’s take a shower,” he suggested, beginning to move.
“Okay,” she whispered.
Nikko could tell that she, too, didn’t want the moment to end. He helped her out of bed and holding hands they walked quickly to the bathroom. He switched on the light, and then she let him pass as he made his way to the shower. Pushing aside the curtains, he began to fiddle with the water gauges to set the temperature. Both completely naked, he stood aside to let her step into the tub, and she immediately felt a bit of tension slip away as the hot water began to cascade down her body. He stepped in behind her and grabbed a washcloth and the bottle of shower gel. Squeezing a generous amount onto the cloth, he placed it under the spray for a moment then began to massage the wet cloth over her body working it into a lather.
Ronnie turned to face him when he announced her backside was spotless. He was leering at her with a goofy grin. She smiled at him and dropped her arms, an invitation to what she knew he wanted to do. He reached for her with the washcloth and began to massage the foamy lather across her torso and then delicately washed each of her breasts paying close attention to her areolas, and tugging her nipples with the cloth until they formed peaks and stood at erect attention to his ministrations. His eyes feasted on her beautiful body.
His ice princess. Last summer she had been untouchable, and now he wanted nothing but to touch her all the time. He hoped she felt the same way about him. He decided to put his bruised ego aside and give her the time she needed to express her feelings. He understood she would not trust so easily after all she had been through, and for the first time in his life he realized he could be patient for something he really wanted. She was worth it.
Her breathing was beginning to pick up as he stroked her breasts, and his cock already stood at attention. He took the soapy cloth and slipped it underneath one heavy breast, and then moved it downwards along her rib cage, then lower over her stomach.
Her breath came out in a hiss as he traveled lower and he cupped her core. She pushed into the cloth allowing him to have his way. But he wasn’t ready yet. He wanted to finish what he started first. Easing the cloth down her legs, he felt her tremble. He slowly made his way up the other leg with the cloth to gently cup her again, and again she pushed into it.
Ronnie sighed her pleasure. And even though they didn’t have much of it, he was taking his time. When he stood back up, he gently turned her and washed her back and arms again, making her lift them so he could glide the cloth all over her. When he finished, he then began to wash her rear with the cloth while gently massaging her curves.