Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 82 Chapter 82

I sat on the back of the boat next to the ladder and watched the guys swim and play in the water. One of them had packed a football and they were throwing it around Josh spotted me watching them and held the ball up, making a motion asking if I wanted to catch it. I nodded and stood, Josh threw it, and I caught it with no problem, grinning at the shocked expression on all of their faces.

"What? I teased, as I threw it back to them.

"Good throw, honey, Mike called. I blew him a kiss, sat down in the shade, and pulled out my book to read. It was a quiet afternoon, and I enjoyed going from reading to sitting on the end of the boat with my feet in the water when I got too warm. I even played a few more games of catch with the guys, enjoying teasing them about thinking I didn't know how to catch or throw a ball, it was late afternoon when we finally got ready to go back to the house. It had been a fun relaxing day, but I was still tired and more than ready to go home and take a relaxing shower.

Once the boat was docked, we hauled everything back to the house, dumping it in the kitchen to deal with after our showers. The guys headed upstairs to their own bathrooms; I decided I wanted to put the food away that was still in the cooler before heading to my own shower. I was just putting the last of it in the fridge when I felt a set of arms slide around my waist. Flooked over at my shoulder and grinned at Patrick.

"Did you already shower?" I asked

could share yours," Patrick answered with a sexy

can be arranged, but first, would you hand me the rest of the drinks from the cooler? I wanted to get them put away before

Patrick said. Walking over to the cooler, he grabbed the rest of the drinks and brought them back to me so I could load them into the fridge. Patrick helped me carry the cooler to the sink and dumped the ice out. While he put the cooler away in the garage, I grabbed the towels we had all used for the day and brought them into the laundry room, leaving them in a pile by the washing machine. When he came back from the garage, I grabbed his hand and we walked upstairs together to my bedroom. Closing my bedroom door behind us. I went to my closet to grab a clean change of clothes while Patrick went into the bathroom and turned on the water for the shower. So it would warm up. Leaving the clean clothes on my bed. I

hours a day do you have to spend in the gym to get this Built.?" I asked him as I ran

I'd like to admit," Patrick said. "But I would be willing to do it all again just to see that look on your face. "Patrick smiled, As he

back until I was under the shower's spray. Reaching past me, he took my bottle of shampoo, pouring some into his hand before massaging it into my hair. I groaned in pleasure as his fingers worked their way around my scalp. If we hadn't been standing in the shower, I bet I would have fallen asleep to the feel of his fingers in

this with you, Patrick admitted. "It feels so normal, plus I love hearing the

when one of you

of us is taking you, and while sex is a normal way to bring you pleasure. I am talking about the small everyday things, washing your hair, holding you while we watch a movie, helping you tidy up. It's a different kind of normal 1 have never experienced before. Doing these small everyday things with, and

palm of one hand, he began to dribble it down my body, the cool feel of the soap sliding down my heated body made me hiss, but it quickly turned into a moan when his hands began rubbing the soap against my body, As he circled my breasts,

to let out his own groan as he began to thrust against me. Patrick spun me around and then pressed my back against the cold tile of the shower wall, making me gasp at the sudden change of temperature. He was on his knees in a flash, and the cold tile was forgotten as he used his fingers to pull my pussy lips apart. The smell of my