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I led her upstairs to my room and straight to the bathroom, not even sparing the bag of things on my bed that Emmaline had left behind a glance.

Once we were in my bathroom, I turned to face her. “Aftercare,” I told her when she looked at me in confusion.

Her eyes never left me as I slowly undressed her, taking the time to run my fingers over her soft skin, occasionally lingering.

She was beautiful and fucking addicting. I couldn’t seem to stop touching her.

Once she was undressed, I set her on the bathroom counter and walked over to the tub, turning the water on. I noticed Emmaline placed some fruity-scented bubble bath shit on the floor beside my tub, and I sent a mental thank you to her as I poured some in with some Epsom salt, knowing it would help Juliana’s muscles relax.

I pulled my clothes off and tossed them into the hamper before walking over to Juliana. She was leaning her head on the wall, her eyes closed.

“Hey, let’s get in the bath, and I’ll hold you while you sleep,” I said softly, making her slowly drag her eyes open.

I pulled her to me, and without having to be prompted, she wrapped her arms and legs around me, her head falling to my shoulder.

I tightened my arms around her in an automatic, primal, protective response and carried her towards the bath, being extremely careful not to slip and fall as I stepped into the hot water. She sighed in contentment as the water wrapped around us.

By the time the tub filled up and I turned the water off, she was passed out in my arms. I bathed her the best I could, being careful not to wake her, and after, I just held her, enjoying the silence – silence I hadn’t had for fucking years – and the feeling of a warm, soft woman in my arms – or more specifically, this woman.

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