He Calls It Love, She Sees It as Home novel · Chapter 3 of 24

Chapter 3: His Bathroom

In the shower Iris sees Jack naked for the first time and learns what his mouth can do; she asks to return the favor, and he realizes he cannot stop.

The next night the calving was done by ten.

We had pulled a heifer's first calf together, Iris with her sleeves rolled and her arms red to the elbow.

I had watched her laugh when it stood.

Then I walked her back across the yard in the cold.

I told her the barn smell would never come out of her hair unless she washed it.

"Use mine," I said. "The water heater upstairs is better."

She looked at me for a long second.

"Is this a lesson?"

"It could be."

"What kind?"

"The kind where you see what a man looks like."

She went up the stairs ahead of me with her boots in her hand.

My bathroom was the only room in the house I had ever tiled myself.

It had a wide shower with a glass door, a deep tub under the window, and one mirror over the sink.

I turned on the water and let it run until the glass fogged.

She stood in the doorway in her work jeans and her stained shirt, her braid coming loose.

She watched me take off my boots.

"Do you want me to turn around?" she asked.

"No."

"Then what do I do?"

"You watch."

I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it on the floor.

Then my belt, and the jeans, and I stood there in front of her in nothing at all.

I had known I was hard from the moment she said the word shower.

I let her see it.

She went completely still.

She looked at me with her lips apart and her whole attention in her eyes.

"Oh," she said. "It's bigger than I thought."

"You've thought about it."

"Of course I have."

She said it so simply that I had to look away for a second.

"Come here and let me undress you."

She crossed the tile.

I took the braid in my hand and unwound it.

Her hair fell down her back in a long, kinked wave, heavy and warm.

I pulled her shirt over her head.

I unhooked the bra and unbuttoned the jeans.

I knelt to peel them off her long, tanned legs, and I kept my hands on her calves a moment.

When I stood she was naked in front of me.

I had never seen anything that made my chest hurt like that.

She had broad shoulders and a narrow waist and a round, strong backside from years of hauling feed.

Her breasts were full and high, and the pale skin beneath them showed where her sun had stopped.

Between her legs she was fair and softly shaved, and wet already.

"You're staring," she said, and smiled.

"I am."

"Is that all right?"

"It's more than all right, Iris."

I took her hand and walked her into the shower.

The water was hot and fell hard on both of us.

I soaped my hands and washed her, her neck first and her shoulders.

Then I washed her breasts, and I took my time over them until she leaned into me with her eyes closed.

I washed her stomach and her thighs.

Then I ran two soapy fingers between her legs, once, lightly, and she gasped.

"Don't stop," she said.

"I'm going to do more than that."

I turned her so her back was against the tile.

I knelt in front of her on the wet floor with the water running over my shoulders.

"Jack?" She looked down at me, confused. "What are you doing?"

"What the book said."

Her mouth fell open.

"You're going to put your mouth there?"

"Put your leg over my shoulder."

She did, shaking, and her hand found my hair.

I kissed her inner thigh first, and she made a small helpless sound.

Then I put my mouth on her.

She tasted clean and sweet and hot.

I licked her slowly, all the way up.

I found the swollen place at the top and circled it with my tongue.

She cried out and her head knocked back against the wall.

"Oh my God, Jack. Oh my God."

I held her hips against the tile with both hands and stayed there.

I learned her.

I learned the speed that made her breath catch.

I learned the side she liked better, and the pressure that made her thighs lock.

When I slid one finger inside her she was tight and slick, and she clenched around it at once.

"Good girl," I said against her.

"Don't stop. I can't. I can't take it."

"Yes, you can."

"It's too much."

"Is it too much, or do you want more?"

She laughed, broken, with her head tipped back.

"More. I want more."

I gave her more.

I worked the finger in and out and licked her harder, and her thighs began to tremble on my shoulders.

She said my name over and over.

She came with a shout that bounced off the tile and shook her whole body.

I held her up with both arms around her thighs until it was over.

When she slid down the wall she ended up kneeling in the water facing me, flushed, her eyes enormous.

"That was the thing from the book," she said. "That was it exactly."

"Yes."

"I forgot my name."

"What is it?"

"Iris," she said, and grinned. "I got it back."

I kissed her mouth, and she tasted herself on me and moaned.

Then she put her hand between us and wrapped it around me.

Her fingers didn't close all the way.

"Can I do this back?" she asked. "Will you teach me?"

I sucked in a breath.

I should have said not yet.

I should have told her one lesson a night was enough.

"Yes," I said. "But not here. Tomorrow."

I turned off the water and wrapped her in my biggest towel.

She was sleepy and warm and kissed my jaw.

She walked down the hall to her own room, her wet footprints shining on the floorboards.

I stood at the bathroom mirror with my hands braced on the sink.

The key swung on its cord against my chest.

I looked at my own face in the glass and couldn't think of a single reason I should stop.

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