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She wanted him to kiss her again, but she wasn’t about to ask. She’d asked him twice already. He knew how she felt about him. He knew that she craved his kisses. The next time, she wanted him to initiate their intimacy.
Sebastian watched her carefully, as she continued soaping herself, while he sat, relaxed, one hand in the bath, his fingers creating ripples in the water.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand toward her. Lavinia raised her brow.
“Let me help,” he said with a smile.
Shivers covered her skin from the mere thought of Sebastian’s hands on her, his soapy fingers gliding down her wet skin… Lavinia had to bite her lip and clench her thighs together from the warmth enveloping her body. She slowly handed him the soap, her breath quickening in her chest.
Sebastian covered her hand with his. “Are you certain?”
She nodded confidently this time. “I think I prefer it…”
“Why, you are quite wicked, Lady Lavinia,” he said with his boyish grin that made a dimple appear on his cheek.
Her face split in an answering smile. “I am.”
Sebastian dipped the soap into the water, then ran his soapy hands down her arms. He massaged her fingers, and wicked sensations shot down her belly.
Lavinia moaned.
Sebastian shifted to sit behind her and started kneading the tense muscles of her shoulders. Lavinia dropped her head back with a moan.
Oh, that was a heavenly feeling.
Sebastian didn’t pause. He washed her back, sliding his hot hands down her body as he carefully washed her, kneaded her aching muscles, and caressed her skin.
If only every bath was this pleasurable.
Sebastian helped her wash her hair. Then he shifted to sit beside her again.
He looked at the upper mounds of her breasts peeking out from the soapy water.
“Do you want me to continue?” he asked.
Lavinia shivered in anticipation. “Yes.”
He smiled, soaped his hands, and slowly trailed them down her breasts.
Another moan escaped Lavinia’s mouth as she arched into him, rubbing her beaded nipples against his palms.
Sebastian groaned. Then he trailed his hands lower, dipping them underwater, running his hands down her abdomen, her soft, rounded belly, the creases of her waist. He dipped his finger into her belly button, and she arched again.
He kneaded her hips, her thighs. Before she knew it, one of his hands traveled to the valley between her legs.
Lavinia let out an audible breath as he touched the sensitive skin on the inner side of her thigh. Sebastian trailed it higher but stopped just an inch from the patch of hair between her legs. He raised his eyes to hers.
“May I?”
Lavinia swallowed, her breathing labored. She looked into his eyes, which seemed darker somehow. He stared into her eyes, as his fingers played with the skin of her thigh.
He swallowed, and Lavinia’s gaze followed the ripple traveling down his throat. Everything was erotic to her now. The tiny beads of sweat covering the skin of his chest were slightly exposed by his open shirt. The coarse hairs peeking out from under the neckline.
Everything about him seemed beautiful and sensual. Was that how he saw her, too?
It was better not to think about it.
It was better to surrender to her desires. With him, she wanted to be wicked.
