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The Ecstasy & the Agony
Whilelettingthetub warm up, Maggie turned her attention to getting Zane ready for their bath. She slowly undid his belt buckle, button and zipper and let his slacks fall to the floor. His black boxer briefs were next, giving her an unobstructed view of exactly how much he wanted her. She stepped into his arms, her hands gripping the taut curve of his ass and pulling him flush to her body. He chuckled and lifted her petite frame to wrap her around his waist.
She giggled as she readjusted her grip. “We should probably turn off the water or it’s going to overflow,” Maggie commented looking over Zane’s shoulder. He started to lean over the tub when she stopped him. “Wait! Take me over there a minute,” she said pointing in the other direction at the built in shelves. He looked at her inquisitively. “Bubble bath!” she explained.
“Oh, well, can’t have a bath without bubbles, can we?” Zane said with playful sarcasm and dutifully carried her to the shelves to retrieve the pretty pink bottle.
Bubbles added and water turned off, Zane placed Maggie on her feet in the tub and climbed in after her. They both sighed in pleasure as they lowered themselves into the water facing each other across the large tub. It had cost her a small fortune to redo the bathroom to make it work around the extra large soaking tub but it was one of her favorite things. Looking at Zane sitting across from her, chest deep in water, she was again congratulating herself on the extravagance.
She was brought out of her revelry by movement across the top of her thigh. Zane tried to look innocent, running a soapy cloth across his chest.
Two can play at this game.
“Can you pass that other washcloth, please?” she asked in a perfectly pleasant voice as her toes crept between his legs to run up his quickly hardening length under the bubbles.
Zane took a sharp breath. “Sure,” he answered, his voice slightly high. He cleared his throat. “Here you go.”
Maggie pushed down a giggle. “Thank you,” she said politely, taking the cloth from his hand, letting her other foot join the first. The toes on her other foot joining the first in their exploration under the bubbles.
Zane’s nostrils flared and she felt long toes leaving her thigh to move toward the V between. She raised a knee and smiled innocently across the tub. Zane’s heart beat faster as Maggie cupped water in her hands and let it run down her chest, temporarily displacing the bubbles that had been covering her breasts. She smiled innocently at him as she lay back resting her head on the bath pillow that was situated there and letting her arms dangle across the sides.
“I knew I bought this big tub for a reason,” she said in a light, happy voice, her foot continuing its slow trail up and down his shaft.
Zane tried his best to remain still, but it was clearly a losing battle. Suddenly, he reached for her pulling her onto his lap. She squealed as water sloshed onto the tile floor. “Zane, you’re making a mess,” she laughed as his mouth nipped her shoulder.
“Not nearly as big of a mess as I intend to make,” he told her, his hands finding the decadent curve of her ass and lifting her higher. “And, it’s your fault, anyway. Feel what you do to me.”
Maggie did. He made her feel bold and confident about her body in a way no one ever had. She wanted to give him everything, do everything with him, but it was a bathtub, so she would give him what she could at the moment. She reached down and guided him to her opening. He loosened his hold on her letting her settle until he was completely seated within her.
He dropped his head to her shoulder. “Jesus, baby, you feel so good,” he moaned.
She bit back her own moan and started to move agonizingly slowly up and down his erection. Zane gripped her waist tighter, helping keep her balanced in the water, trying to let her go at her own pace but knowing that his control wouldn’t last for long. He shifted and fisted her hair in one hand slanting her mouth to his in a punishing kiss.
Maggie responded in kind and their tongues dueled as her pace quickened. More water sloshed as her movements increased but she didn't even care. She broke away from his mouth, panting. She whimpered and mewled chasing her release, digging her nails into Zane’s broad shoulders.
“That’s it, take what you want, baby. Take it all!” He growled as he gripped her hips tighter, helping her push him even deeper into her hot core. Zane felt the base of his spine grow hot and tingling and knew he didn’t have long. He thrust up hard to meet her strokes, once, twice before she cried out his name and her whole body shook. The beginnings of the pulsing in her core set off his own explosion and he joined her in perfect ecstasy.
As he slowly came back to himself, Zane thought they must have dozed for a while as the water was getting chilly. Maggie was still curled on his chest, her warm breath tickling his neck.
He pushed back wet tendrils of her hair behind her ear as he woke her. “Sweetheart, we need to get out of the water. You’re going to get cold,” he said quietly, kissing her head and stroking the smooth curve of her back.
“Mmmmmmmm, no,” she murmured, her eyes still closed. “I don’t ever want to move again.”
Zane chuckled. “That would be wonderful but let’s go climb in the warm bed and stay there forever instead.”
He felt her lips curl up in a smile before she placed a kiss in the middle of his chest and pushed up. She shivered as the water cascaded down her body. He watched her nipples tighten in the sudden cold of the air conditioning. Zane cleared his throat to cover the moan that was trying to escape. Jesus! We’ve got to get out of here now or I’m not going to make it.
They climbed from the tub and dried themselves Maggie brought from the towel warmer she had installed on the wall. “How have I gone all of these years without a towel warmer?” Zane quipped, the sensation of the warm fabric on his chilled skin waking up parts of him he thought were done for the night. He wrapped it around his waist to hide his burgeoning arousal. He knew Maggie had to be exhausted at this point and didn’t want her to feel obligated to go another round.
Maggie tucked her towel around her breasts. “I had one in a hotel on a trip we went on once. I knew someday I had to have one so when we remodeled this bathroom I had it put in. I snuck one into JT’s bathroom as well.” She giggled. “He won’t admit it but he loves that thing as much as I do.”
“He’s a lucky man,” Zane said as he swept her up in his arms again like a bride and she squealed.
“Zane,” Maggie said, trying to put a little exasperation in her voice but not being very successful. “I can walk. You don’t have to carry me everywhere.”
“I know, baby, but you’re just a wisp of a thing, I like having you in my arms as much as possible,” Zane told her as he carried her back to the bed.
“Well, if it makes you happy,” she said in mock surrender.
