Alex had her in the bathroom pretty quick. She was wearing a white dress, and he unbuttoned it fast enough. It was her uniform that Mrs. Hill provided for her. Alex took one step back to look at her.
"You're perfect." He said.
Emma was blushing. Everytime he touched her it was like it was right. As if she knew him. His voice was just like the man's in her dream, the one she never got to see the face. Was it Alex? No… if it were, he would have told her.
She felt the water on her head and Alex was kissing her. Was he really going to shower her?
"Alex, are you going to wash me?" She asked, astonished.
"I'll do much more than wash you, if you allow me, of course." He said and kissed her lips.
Alex couldn't take it slow. He wanted to give her time, but she was there with him. And seeing her interacting with their son made him even more aroused. It made him want to make her pregnant again, and again. She was his.
