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I assumed Boyd would climb into this tub and give me a good time the minute he crossed the threshold. Instead, he’s been quiet and relaxed, chatting a little but mostly just watching me.
And all the while his hands keep roving and probing, stroking and then massaging.
Like I said, maddening.
His every touch seems to rev me up in ways no other man has been wont to do, and it makes me want to crawl out of my skin and burrow into him.
“What’s that look?” he asks me.
“What look?”
I’m full of shit. The expression he’s seeing is called blatant, unfiltered horniness, unadulterated lust. There’s no way I can hide the feelings bubbling up inside of me from his watchful gaze, not that I want to.
It’s just not in my wheelhouse to make the first move.
Maybe it makes me a bitch, but I know I’m attractive, and most of the time, attractive women don’t have to make the first move. Men are only too happy to take the reins, sexually speaking.
It’s not in my experience to have a man make all the overtures of sexual interest and yet not be the one to push us to take that next step.
So, clearly, I’ll need to get out of my comfort zone. If anyone is worth putting myself on the line for, it’s Boyd.
“That—that look. I like it, but I haven’t figured out what it means yet.”
I lick my lips and push my hands through the water, bringing some of it up to wash over my cooled skin and rinse away the bubbles left behind.
Boyd’s eyes again drop to my chest, to the nipples that are hard little points begging for his attention in the cold air.
Moving my body slowly, I push away from my side of the tub, coming up on my knees in between his thighs.
“It means…” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck and moving one leg at a time so I’m straddling his naked body. Then I bring my mouth to his ear and whisper. “It means I want you inside of me.”
I notch myself against his hardness under the water and begin undulating my body so the head of him is rubbing up against the spot that’s aching the most.
Boyd shivers, an almost violent tremble that wracks his entire body. It’s intoxicating, seeing the way my actions impact him.
He wraps his arms around me, grabbing handfuls of my ass and using his strength to overpower my movements, adjusting my motions so that just the tip of him is pulsing in and out of me.
Just like that, he sucks up all the power I thought I would be wielding, taking over in a way that makes me feel small and safe and cherished, even though he’s beneath me.
I drop my head, fucking my tongue into his mouth the way I wish he would fuck into me, and he returns my pressure and aggression in equal force.
“God, Ruby,” he groans, tilting his head back and shifting lower in the tub, changing his angle.
We continue like that for who knows how long, alternating between focus on my clit and the sensitive tissues right at my entrance.
All the while, Boyd’s focus stays zeroed in on me, his mouth slightly open, his breaths as heavy as the lust in his eyes.
As much as I love this feeling, I start to worry about the fact that I know my body won’t give Boyd what he’s looking for, that he’ll start to…
Boyd adjusts his grip on my ass, one finger grazing my backside in a way that has every hair on my body standing up straight. My core clenches and a shiver rolls through me, the forbidden nature of his attention bringing my mind right back to where it was before.
Observing my reaction and seeing my body set ablaze, Boyd strokes his finger against me again. And again. And again.
Until I can’t handle looking into his eyes anymore.
Slamming them shut, I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to distract myself from my body feeling like this massive, throbbing thing. I feel dirty in the best way possible.
Suddenly, Boyd’s notched dick against my center probes deeper, and my eyes fly open.
