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“All the glass here has privacy tint so no one can see in, if they made it past the gates, privacy measures, security, and managed to get close enough to see anything.” With a chuckle, I watch her run a fingertip along the sink before pulling her hand away as if she might leave a smudge.
As she glanced around, I could see the change in her body language; it was as if she suddenly told herself she didn’t belong here and took those words to heart.
She gave me a sideways glance, her cheeks going red as if her thoughts were taking another turn into a more dangerous space.
Remembering how wet and miserable she’d been when she got in my car, I gesture to the tub. “Would you like to take a bath and change?”
Her eyes widen and she glances at the tub. “I, uh…”
I can see she’s conflicted and I want to put her at ease. Of course, I also want to walk over, undress her, and help her into the tub, which might make things more tense between us, not less.
Instead, I walk over and turn on the water. I’ve never brought a woman here, and I know that Scott has brought Valerie for a handful of romantic visits. Still, it’s strange to think of a woman in this space.
“I apologize – you can’t use any bubble bath or anything with this tub, but I have no doubt you’ll love it once you give it a try.” I turn and come face-to-face with her. Her mouth is slightly open and her teeth worry her bottom lip in that attention-grabbing way she has. Every time she does that, all I can think about is those amazing lips on mine… or wrapped around another part of my anatomy.
I swallow hard, forcing those thoughts from my mind.
“Thank you. I’m sure I’ll love it,” she smiles and then she heads for the tub.
"Let me grab towels," I say, knowing they're in the linin closet just outside the bathroom. They all smell clean and I close the cabinet before turning back to the bathroom. With a quick knock, I hear her speak out.
"One second!"
I wait, closing my eyes and counting as if that'll make me stop thinking about her hands removing her clothing, her beautiful body stepping into the tub, her amazing curves sinking into the bubbling water...
I grind my teeth together and press a palm to my rock-hard cock. This is not what I had in mind, inviting her over. I need to start steering clear, or this trip is going to screw up both of our lives.
"Okay!" she says.
I open the door and see her in the tub. The rushing sound of the water fills my ears as I drink in her youthful, shining creamy skin before blinking and looking away. But not before I see her face turned up to the ceiling, a content smile stretching across her lips and her eyes closed.
“This. Is. Amazing.” She lets out a content sigh, the opens her eyes and glances at me. "Thank you again."
"You're very welcome." I set the towel on the edge of the tub and turn to leave, but she grabs my wrist.
Startled, my gaze meets hers.
"Please don't go," she whispers, rising dangerously in the water.
I nod, swallowing hard and looking away from her again. So much for distancing myself.
“Is it hot enough?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant and not staring at her.
“It’s perfect,” she tells me. "I've never done anything like this, or been in a house like this. And you called it a cabin. I had thoughts of like a log cabin filled with animal heads and stuff." She lets out a laugh.
"That's not a bad thing," I reassure her.
"And then you brought me here, where I don’t know what-" She glances around the bathroom. "-is what. You can’t tell me you’ve always lived in a place like this, Nathan."
She called me Nathan. That seems like progress.
"I didn’t. I grew up with good money. Then someone betrayed my father and we lost everything. My brother and I rebuilt and now we're well off." I sit on the stone floor and lean against the tub. I don't like navigating touchy topics like this, or giving away too much personal information about myself. But somehow, telling her the truth is easy. Too easy. Dangerously easy. "It took a lot of work and a ton of luck to get to where I am now."
"I know," she says, her voice low and serious.
I want to ask her questions, but something in her voice warns me she's closed off, so I nod in agreement instead.
"I should go." she sits up, and I watch the water spill over the side of the tub and drip to the floor.
