“Hot, please,” I say and think to myself, it’s how I like most things, especially my men. Just thinking about him makes my temperature rise, and the throbbing between my legs is relentless.
Damn it! I was hoping for a bath first, but my body is ready for him. If he dares to touch me, I’ll unravel. I remove my clothes, slide both arms into the robe, and tie it.
He asks, “Do you want company?
Caught off guard, I immediately say, “Yes.”
I stroll over to the bathroom door and peek in. “You’re already undressing.”
He whirls around with only his boxer briefs on. “I was going to put my robe on and wait for you here, but it looks like you’re ready.”
My feet are cool on the tile floor, thankfully, because everywhere else is steaming hot. I watch Dane’s every move ashe slips on his robe and checks the water. “Feels just right. Want to check it for yourself?”
My feet pad over the tile floor straight to the tub, and I dip my toe in through the bubbles he added. My robe moves and flashes him as he watches me. “Like what you see?” I glance over my shoulder with a sly grin. I lean over to shut off the water as Dane reaches for the water too. Our hands meet and then our eyes.
“Why don’t you slide in first? I’ll be right back,” he murmurs before leaving the bathroom.
I look around to see if these lights dim, but the switch is pretty high-tech. If I dare touch it, I’ll probably screw it up. With that, I take off my robe, hang it up on the hook, and step into the tub. The warmth of the water envelops me. Once my body regulates with the water, I sink my body down.
I sit at the bottom of the tub, and Dane comes in, dimming the lights.
“That’s better,” I moan, sinking further into the water.
He has a lighter in his hand, along with a bottle that I can’t quite make out, and two glasses. There are candles scattered around the bathroom, and he lights them one by one. The flickering of the light throughout the bathroom matches the moon’s light outside dancing on the water.
This is where I want to be, here with Dane.
“All we have in the fridge is some sparkling water; will that work for you?”
“I mean, maybe. What kind?”
He laughs and says, “Watermelon.”
“I love watermelon, so yes, please.”
He pours the glasses and sets them on the shelf by my arm. Perfectly placed for when you are soaking. Pulling his phone out of his robe pocket, he starts some music. It’s just barely audible, but I’m able to catch the lyrics ofEverythingby Lifehouse.
The tie to his robe slips, and he slowly slides it off. “If you move up a bit, I’ll step in behind you.”
As he moves closer, the light from the candles accentuates his body, his cock swaying with every step. Holy hell. I can’t wait for him to be pressed up against me.
The water sloshes as he slips down into the tub. “Oh, this feels good. I love hot water baths.”
“You don’t strike me as a bath guy. But it looks good on you.” I smile, and then I’m overcome by a yawn. The sudden wave of exhaustion is definitely not the company; it's just another long day.
“Sweetheart, this was a special order. I wanted to be able to fit my entire body in here.”
He grips my shoulders and leans me back into his chest. Massaging my shoulders, I moan again and move my neck from side to side. Not wanting him to stop, I lean forward so he can massage my back too. When I’m satisfied, my limp body falls against his chest. I take his hands and bring them around me. His fingers run up and down my stomach, sliding lower to just above my sensitive spot. I wiggle; he knows what he’s doing to me.
Whispering in my ear, he says, “Your skin is smooth, and I’d touch you every day if you let me.”
I hum in response as his hand glides up my breastbone. My eyes close, savoring his touch. He drags his fingertips over my nipples. That’s all it takes for goosebumps to erupt all over my body. I can’t help but cross my legs, relieving the pressure of my throbbing clit.
“You do like it gentle,” he mumbles as he continues to tease me. My nipples tighten to hard peaks that could cut glass. Once I open my eyes and turn my head toward him, he kisses me. Sparks fly, and my body is ready for him. Taking his tongue and sliding it along my bottom lip, I feel his cock, hard and pressinginto my back. All my nerve endings are firing at once. The warmth of the water mixes with the heat and safety of his body against mine.
I find the back of his neck with my hand and dig my nails into it. The kiss deepens, the fire swirling around us. It’s as if we are going to combust right here in the bathtub.
As we get lost in our deep, passionate kiss, I wonder how I’m in the arms of this man—in a tub. His hands stroke my back, leaving a wake of fire and chills throughout my body.
