The soft groan that escaped him was so erotic, it took effort not to clench my thighs.
I dragged my fingers down his torso, exploring the firm dips and rises of his chiseled abdomen. His erection throbbed like a heartbeat, and he lifted his arms to rest on the sides of the tub. His fingers dug into it, almost desperately, and ice crawled beneath them. The water chilled further.
"You're going to owe me after this." His voice was low and raspy.
"What do you want?"
"Your hands on my headboard while you sit on my face."
The flush that rolled through me was unreal.
Yes, please.
My hands slid back up his pecs, sliding over his shoulders and pressing into the muscles there that were always tense."You know you have to let me get you off if you want me to agree to that."
"Fuuuck." He dragged the word out, melting into the back of the tub. "Forget I said anything."
I massaged the thick knots there for a few minutes. His emotions bled into me through the bond, so intense they took my breath away.
Desperate need.
Fierce possession.
Hot pleasure.
I abandoned the knots and ran my hands slowly down his arms, feeling the dips and swells where muscle began, continued, and ended. His erection still throbbed, even though there was nothing inherently sexual about what I was doing.
I traced the veins in his arms on my way back up to his shoulders. His head tipped further when I found the knots again, working them with as much pressure as I could manage.
"If you let me get you off, we could take this to the bed, and I could massage your entire back," I murmured. "I'd even agree to let you have your way with me afterward, if you wanted."
The way his need flared made it hard to breathe. "You know I can't agree to that." His voice strained even more than before.
"You've come with women before, without hurting them."
"It's more of a risk with you. I can't control myself when it feels this good."
"Too bad." I hid my disappointment as well as I could and continued working on his shoulders.
"Don't do that," he gritted out.
"Don't do what?"
"Be disappointed. I'm protecting you."
"I appreciate that you're trying to, but protecting me from something I don't want to be protected from isn't the flex you think it is."
He groaned as I pressed harder against the knots, and his cock throbbed so hard against my center that I had to bite my lip to hide a sound of my own.
I wondered if he would come, just like that, but he gritted his teeth and the throbbing slowed.
God, this was ridiculous.
He just needed to let me take care of him. He'd probably feel like a whole new person afterward.
"Why do you care about my pleasure so much?" he bit out.
"Why do you care about mine?" I countered.
