As if it weren’t obvious.
It wasn’t, though. Not to her. She didn’t know me. How could she have guessed that I didn’t chase women and the only ruin I was ever responsible for was typically mascara. It wasn’t like I could really explain it to her, without making her run, either.
Her blue eyes slowly shifted toward the water, losing interest in me, or so I feared.
“Because you’re the only thing that’s existed since I laid eyes on you. Alright? Because I don’t know what the fuck this is.” I’d gone too far to fall silent now, so I swallowed and shrugged as I tried to make sense of it for her. “It’s something different. Unfamiliar and awkward, and yet I’m terrified it will end. I… I don’t want–”
Who the fuck was I?
What the hell was this girl doing to me?
I shook my head and licked my lips, giving my ego time to adjust to the vulnerability and bruising I was giving it.
“Look, I walked into that club and when I saw you it was like– I’d seen you a thousand times in as many different lives. Something inside me recognized your eyes, Crystal. And now I don’t know how to forget them. I left. You were there. You saw. But what you don’t know is that I took you with me. All night, you were there in my mind. Nothing and no one could hold my attention. The notion of other women was like settling. The minutes that’ve passed since I walked out of that champagne room were nothing but wasted time in my life. I had to get back to you. Okay? I know it sounds crazy… and I can’t explain it, but fuck, I don’t want it to stop.”
The way she stared at me, I knew I’d scared her. Hell, I’d probably talked her right back to her senses. The longer the silence stretched, the more certain I was that I’d turned her off entirely.
What the hell was I thinking, being that brutally honest with her?
Her shoulders had slowly started to curl inward, making her look like the tiniest of creatures in that bubble bath. Just when my pride couldn’t take it anymore, her lips quivered into a smile, and she dripped water as she raised a pointed toe and pressed it to my shoulder. Soapy water droplets ran down over my Steel Disciples patch and the one beneath it. I absently caressed the outer contour of her calf and held her gaze.
I was made to stare into those eyes, and I really didn’t know what I’d do if she laughed and got up and left.
“You know, as intriguing as you are, and as curious as I am, there is something about you that makes warning bells scream in my head,” she quietly began. “I know you’ll break my heart… I’m not stupid–”
As much as I loved the sound of her voice, I wasn’t any match for that shapely leg and the pink toes that wiggled against my chest. I crooked my head, raised her foot and teased my lips against the arch of her foot without breaking eye contact. Her words slowed but it wasn’t until I pressed that devoted kiss and nipped at the side of her big toe, that she abruptly shut up.
“Wh–?” she tried to form words again, and I drew her toes into my mouth, closed my eyes and moaned until she lost the ability to speak again.
When I spat them out and ran my thumb up the center of her foot from heel to pad, her lips parted and her pretty, blue eyes lit up while I nuzzled and explored.
“I’m not going to break your heart, love. I’m going to dedicate myself to showing you the way you were meant to be worshipped.” I spoke slowly and lifted her other leg from the water so I could start on it. “And if you ever settle for anything less afterwards, that is entirely your fault.”
Her toes curled and her leg flinched as I teased my whiskers along the side of her instep. Water trickled as she drew both hands up and tried to cover her face.
“Aht. Aht.” I reached, hooking her elbow, and drawing her hand down until it slipped under the water until we were firmly cupping her pussy.
“Rub,” I commanded, before nipping the inside of her ankle.
She startled, her foot curling, before she exhaled on a soft giggle, the fingers I held captive began to shift and swerve beneath the weight of my hand.
Her needy breath echoed off the bathroom walls long before I reached the inside of her knee. I detected the subtle tensing and trembling of her thigh the higher I climbed. I skimmed the length of her leg until I was vaguely cradling the sides of her hips. She drew up and locked a hand behind my neck, sending water trickling down the back of my shirt while her lips smashed to mine with a sense of urgency.
She was so dainty, I locked my hands and hefted her from the water without much effort at all. Her fingers tugged at the short hair near the nape of my neck, and the nails on her other hand bit into my vest.
I kicked the bathroom door closed and deposited her on the side of the dresser. She brought her leg up and tried to curl and take me with her. I slid my hand up her damp belly, between her perky tits and claimed her neck like we already had an understanding.
Her lust-filled, blue eyes widened only to narrow on me.
I clicked my tongue, and shifted my head, leading her back, until she was flat, “I didn’t come all this way to run through you the minute I got you naked. I told you, you’re going to remember every minute of me, Crystal.”
I slid my thumb over her lower lip as I loosened my hold on her slender neck, “And you’re going to suffer so beautifully, I’ll be branded into your memory.”
I stopped cooing at her and planted my hand where her neck met her throat, “Look.”
I nodded at our reflection in the mirror, and she hesitantly shifted those blue pools until they met my gaze in the reflection.
“Good girl,” I praised under my breath, and returned to the path I was trailing, back down to her belly. I didn’t stop there; I trailed my middle finger until I met her pussy. The gentle touch, turning possessive as I cradled her cunt and clutched it in my palm.
