Iwrap my arms around Kendall as she rests against me in my tub. She leans her head back against my chest, her eyes closed.
I press a kiss to her temple. “Relaxed?”
Eyes still closed, she smiles. “Very.” She hums. “This tub is amazing. And huge. Like being in a swimming pool.”
I chuckle. “I’m a big guy, so I need a big tub. This was definitely a draw when I decided to rent this place.”
We’re quiet for a minute, then Kendall chuckles.
“What?” I ask.
She opens her eyes and gazes up at me. “Your boner is poking me in my back.”
“Oh. Sorry.” I start to shift, but she stops me by putting her hand on my hip.
Her eyes blaze as she gazes up at me. “Don’t be sorry. I love feeling how hard you get for me.”
Arousal spikes through me. I swallow.
I trace my fingers along the hinge of her jaw. She shivers.
“I’m always hard for you. But you went through something awful last night. You made it clear you’re not in the mood for anything physical, and I completely understand that. I don’twant to make you uncomfortable because my dick can’t help but be hard around you.”
She smiles sweetly. “I feel different today. Better.” She runs her tongue along her plump bottom lip. “I’d like to mess around a little, if that’s okay with you.”
“Are you sure?”
She nods.
I slide a hand between her legs. When I run my fingers along her slit, her eyelids flutter and she lets out a soft moan. My cock aches.
Gently, I press the pads of my fingers against her clit. Her chest rises and falls with each breath she takes.
“How does that feel?” I ask.
“Amazing.”
I keep a steady rhythm as she writhes against me. Her toes curl against the tub. The skin on her chest flushes red.
After a few seconds, she opens her eyes. “Did you ever think about doing this with me back in college?” she asks, her tone breathy and desperate.
“All the fucking time.”
The corner of her mouth hooks up. “Really?”
“Really. I wanted you bad, firecracker.”
I work my hands faster and faster. Her breathing picks up.
“I had so many filthy fantasies about you,” she says.
My cock is throbbing now. “Tell me one.”
Her eyes fly open. “Really?”
I nod. She bites her lip, like she’s nervous. “You’re gonna think I’m a freak.”
A rough chuckle rips from my throat. “I’m gonna think it’s hot, promise.”
