I look over my shoulder and use my fingers to guide his lips to mine. “Thank you.”
He wraps his arms around me, and I fall back, resting my head on his shoulder. “This is what you see every day?”
“What are you talking about?” I moan out as relaxation sets in.
“Your tits, your body, your pussy. You just look down and voila.”
I pull my neck to the side and see him looking down at my body and smile. “Yes, this is what I see, and you too, lately.” I snicker.
“Perfection.”
“How much did you have to drink?” I tease.
“Nothing. I didn’t drink, well, aside from the samples of Emmett’s drinks. I just appreciate the finer things in life.”
I snake my hand behind me and rub his cheek affectionately.
“Do you want to wash your hair tonight?”
“Probably not.”
He grabs a bottle of body wash from the wooden tray beside the tub and squirts some into his hand and rubs them together, working up a rich lather. It smells like him, eucalyptus and mint. He lifts each arm and rubs his hands up and down them a few times before he moves to my neck.
“You know I can do this myself?”
“I know, but I want to do it for you,” he whispers, like his thoughts are far away from this conversation as he rubs his hands along my neck, massaging the muscles behind. I naturally lean up to give him more access and moan. God, I love massages. Especially from hot naked men in their bathtub.
His hands shift from my back and wrap around either side as he loops them under my arms and swipes them over my breasts. He kneads them, swirling his fingers around my nipples, causing a light moan to escape. I love his hands on me, rubbing, massaging, kneading. He’s delicate, but intentional. My back arches, pressing my breasts into his hands, needing to feel more, causing a low groan to vibrate in his chest as his hard cock presses into my back. Light pants of breath fill the space between us as the warmth envelopes us. Every sense is amplified right now, it seems. Even the small stream of suds trickling down between my breasts cause goosebumps to appear on my skin, making my nipples harder.
“Knox,” I moan out, letting my feet rub against his.
“Shh,” his finger glides up to my chin and turns me towards him, taking my lips in a slow and passionate kiss. His tongue swipes at my bottom lip before pulsing in.
His hands continue to rub through our kiss, working their way down my chest to my belly. My head tingles a little with anticipation and excitement because I hear the O train off in the distance, but she’s a’ comin’.
His hand slides further down as he rubs the inside of my thigh across my hip bone to the other side. My hips shift, trying to close the space between my pussy and his hand, causing him to chuckle in my ear.
“Patience, love.”
I groan out, and he continues to chuckle.
His hand rakes back up my body, and I swear I can almost feel my pussy frowning. He runs his fingers over both my breasts, then slides down and brushes them over my clit.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Jackpot.
“Is this what you wanted?”
“Mmhmm.”
He rubs the outside of my pussy, occasionally brushing across my clit, taking his time. He’s toying with me. Teasing me. My hand slides on top of his and guides him where I want him to be, which he does, but then stops.
“I want you to finger yourself so I can watch.”
Desire pools in my stomach when my eyes land on him. I want to give him what he wants. I yearn for that look of satisfaction in his eyes while he watches me, teeth biting down on his lip. My hand slides down my body, dipping below the water's edge, and curls around my pussy. My finger circles my clit a few times before dipping inside of me. First, one finger, then two.
His hands grab and rub my breasts, squeezing each time I push inside, in perfect unison, like he can feel my pleasure flowing through me. My head rests on his shoulder and my eyes close as I savor all the sensations boiling up inside of me- the feel on my pussy, his hands on my breasts and the feel of his cock against my back eagerly waiting to push inside of me. As my orgasm edges closer, my fingers pick up speed, riding the wave that is nearing. He leans down and presses his lips to my neck, his tongue and hot breath send shivers down my spine. The palm of my heel plants firmly on my clit while I curl my fingers inside of me, bucking my hips slightly.
