She paused. “I’m loud? That’s all you have to say?!”
I just looked at her and she shut up immediately.
“Come here.”
She stepped closer, but when she got to the tub, she hesitated.
“In,” I added.
Then she slid her robe off, showing her naked figure and stepped in slowly, but she stayed on the opposite side not touching me.
I lowered the towel completely to look at her. She was waiting on me to decide how this went.
All that attitude. All that mouth.
And now she’s quiet.
“Come closer, Bunny.”
She didn’t argue.
She moved, closing the distance between us until she was within reach.
I pulled the towel off my face and handed it to her without breaking eye contact. Then I reached for her, guiding her into my lap.
She settled there easily, her body fitting against mine.
“Wash me,” I said quietly, putting the towel in her hand. She took it without hesitation, dipping it into the water before bringing it to my chest.
She dragged it across my skin, watching what she was doing and not me.
But I watched her.
My hand wrapped around her wrist before guiding it deeper into the water and around my dick, then I leaned back. She looked at me briefly but didn't say anything, using one hand to wash my body and the other in slow motions on my shaft.
Her expression softened when she wasn’t talking, especially being so close to me.
“Why you so quiet now?”
She glanced up at me. “You ain’t giving me much to respond to.”
“That so?”
“Mm-hmm.” She kept going, dragging the cloth lower to meet her other hand then back up again. “Marley.”
I looked down at her. “What?”
“Why did you come here like this?”
I sunk deeper into the tub and deeper into her hold, relaxing fully. “I don’t know.”
Her hands slowed against my chest… less certain now.
“What did you have to tell me?” she asked, quieter this time.
I leaned my head back against the edge of the tub, eyes on the ceiling and mouth ajar as her wrist worked.
“Soon, Bunny.”
