We sat in silence in the tub, her back pressed against my chest, my left hand resting on her waist. Too many thoughts crashed through my mind. Why would Peyton train in the rain? Even if she was hurting, I was hurting more. I had to do everything to make sure she was okay—and she didn’t even seem to care how I was surviving.We had both lost Mia, yet it felt like she didn’t care how I was coping, didn’t care about my feelings at all.“Hun, are you okay?” She turned to face me.I tightened my grip on her waist. “Yes, baby. All I know is that I love you. You’re the only one I have left in this world.”“Shhh, I’m here now. Peyton’s back,” she whispered, then kissed me—light at first, gentle. Her arms slid around my neck as the kiss deepened, her tongue finding mine. I moaned softly. Her right hand drifted down to my cock; she wrapped her fingers around me and began to stroke, never breaking eye contact.“Ahh, Peyton…” I breathed.She kissed my neck, my cheek, then found my nipples, sucki
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