Dani’s jaw dropped, and she couldn’t turn her gaze away. Theo was fucking packing! She’d always wondered how big his dick was, but she wondered no more. She remembered his mom always talking about how Theo’s name meantgift of God, and wasn’tthatthe truth. A low pulsating pressure started to build in her core.
He lifted his head and torso back out of the water, stealing her attention from his cock, and rubbed the water out of his eyes.
“How’s it look?” he asked.
Dani blinked. Fuck, he caught her peeking.
“Umm…it’s nice.”
He turned his head and furrowed his brow at her. “Nice?”
“I mean, come on,” she said, cocking her head to the side. “You know it looks…good. Really…good.”
“Good? Juicy, what the fuck are you talking about? Did I get all the shampoo out or what?”
“Ooooooh!” she said, laughing. “The shampoo.” She hit herself on the forehead.
“Yes, the shampoo. What did youthinkI was talking about?”
Oh, crap.
“Umm, nothing.” She looked every direction except at him.
“Nothing? Juicy?” he said her name like Desi Arnaz calling out Lucille Ball. “Did you sneak a peek?”
She pulled her mouth into a tight line and ducked her head slightly. “I didn’tsneaka peek, but, well, I told you if it caught my eye…” she said with an innocent shrug.
“You’re such a pervert,” he said, laughing and flicking water back at her.
“What? Like you wouldn’t peek if the tables were turned.”
“Don’t try to justify your perviness,” he joked. “At least own it.”
“Oh whatever,” she said, dunking him back in the tub and trying to sneakanotherpeek, but now there were unfortunately too many suds from the shampoo.
Damn.
He popped out of the water, laughing.
“Still miss me?” she asked.
“Absolutely.”
An uncontrollable smile formed on her lips.
“Here, let me wash your hair one more time. It still looks a little oily,” she said, lathering up her hands once more.
Theo settled back against the tub, allowing her to run her soapy fingers through his hair. Massaging his head. Curling her fingers around his tresses.
“Mmm…that feels nice,” he hummed.
It did feel nice. Relaxing even. His humming sent a delightful buzzing straight to her nipples.
“It’s been weird being alone for so long without human contact,” he said.
“I thought you had plenty of contact with Maurice and Louis.”
“Notthatkind of contact. I mean like this. Being touched, not punched in the face.”
