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I think every woman has a fantasy of soaking in a fancy tub like this and the view in front of it is an added piece of paradise. How could I not enjoy it? “Yes. Of course.”
“That’s what matters.”
Grayson moves to a standing cabinet by the door and pulls out a gray, fluffy towel. Approaching me, he takes my empty glass and sets both the glass and towel on the sink counter.
“Close your eyes,” he instructs, his voice smooth and commanding.
I do and soon feel the embrace of his hands on my thighs, gradually lifting my dress. Slowly, he raises it until the cool air touches my naked skin. I nibble my lip, fidgety now that he’s stopped touching me.
“You’re as gorgeous as I imagined.”
The sound of him moving behind me builds my anticipation. Slowly his hands wrap around my waist, and I’m pulled to his bare chest. With a soft sweep of his hand, my hair is brushed away from my shoulder. Feathered kisses are given to my neck and down to my collarbone.
My nipples harden and heat rises in my core. Grayson’s affectionate touch lowers to my hips and I feel the warmth of his body coming closer to my legs. I glance down to see him untying one of my heels. Raising his gaze to mine, I see a hunger in his eyes that stirs my arousal to a ravenous need.
“I didn’t say open your eyes.”
I giggle and close them, grinning like a fool. A kiss is pressed to my inner thigh before he grasps my foot and lifts it out of my high heel. The damp trail of his tongue lingers on my other thigh before he lifts my foot out of the other high heel.
I’m soaking wet for him, convulsing with a desperate need, stronger than any I’ve felt before.
“Grayson,” his name escapes my parted lips.
His lips meet mine and mold them into a passionate kiss. My hair is fisted in his hand as he caresses my cheek and holds me close to him. When his lips part, I let out a surprised breath as I’m lifted into his arms.
Heated water, soft as silk, touches my skin and swallows my bare body up to my breasts. I hear the sound of the knobs being turned off. A gentle stroke of Grayson’s hand brushes my hair away from my face.
“Open your eyes, Princess.”
The view is magnificent and so much more stunning when you’re soaking in a beautiful bathtub. My edginess settles and I turn to admire him. He’s shirtless, baring hard, muscled arms, chest, and abs. My arousal intensifies at the sight of him and the two tattoos I see. The one on his forearm snakes up and across his bicep, over his shoulder, in dark tribal designs and ends with birds in flight. On his ribs is dark cursive scripture that disappears into the waistline of his pants.
I glance at his zipper and my cheeks flush. Eyeing me steadily he reaches for his pants, unzips them and lets them hang open.
“Want me in the bath with you?”
Silently I nod, unable to tear my gaze from his heated one. I admire the show as he removes his shoes, socks, then pants. My eyes widen at the hardened bulge barely hidden by his black briefs. With his thumbs in the waistband, he pulls them down, releasing his growing erection.
His cock is perfect, thick, and my body is responding from the sight of it. I gnaw my lip between my teeth as my arousal heats between my legs. His erection grows as I stare at him. Looking down at me, his smile is wicked. Surely, he knows what he incites with that massive tool of his. I’m eager for him to join me and move forward, making room.
Stepping in, he settles behind me and pulls me to him. His erection slides between my cheeks and I let out an aroused whimper. For the first time, Grayson’s hands settle on my breasts, filling his palms as he thumbs over my nipples. His tongue meets my ear and he pulls the lobe between his teeth, raising goose bumps along my skin.
“I want you in my bed, bare, and begging for me, Emma, but I don’t think this is the right night for it. Not when you’re still hurting the way you are.”
My body and my heart are raging a war. I’ve never wanted a man so much in my life, but moving forward intimately with Grayson opens my heart up to the worst possible heartbreak because I can see a future with Grayson far better than anything I saw with Derrick.
His breath is warm on my ear as his fingers graze along my stomach. “Tonight, let me help you forget that pain.”
My breath catches when his finger slides into me. I let out a moan when a second digit joins the other. My back naturally arches as his strokes deepen. My hair is bunched in his fist and tugged, adding to my pleasure.
“That’s it, Emma. Let go for me.” His tongue touches my neck first, followed by erotic bites and sucking along my collarbone and shoulder.
My moans echo against the walls as his thumb presses against my clit and his pace steadies into a rhythm. My body quivers as my orgasm builds and with one strong pulse, my release frees my body.
Still trembling in his arms, his kisses soften and he leans back, resting me against his chest.
I’m lost in my own euphoria, satisfied and selfishly enjoying it. As I adjust my position, I feel him rock hard against me. I move over him and a low grumble escapes his lips.
“Emma, I’m barely restraining myself from fucking your tight little hole. Keep wiggling like that and I’ll bend you over this tub.”
