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She laughs gently. “You're an idiot if you think I haven't always been yours.”
Long lashes dark as the night sky flutter as she watches me, cheeks stained the color of roses and her lower lip caught between her teeth. I tug it carefully free with my thumb and, unable to stop myself, slip the digit into her mouth. She sucks on it gently, as if by instinct, then grazes her teeth over the skin.
“Shit, Thea,” I hiss and she grins, lips still wrapped around my thumb.
Swirling her tongue around the tip, she draws back and releases me with a pop.
“Are you trying to make me fuck you again?”
“Maybe.”
Taking her by each ankle, I slide my hands up her legs, then back down again. Despite the warm water, her skin prickles with goosebumps. Then, I slide my hands under her ass and push her back up the length of the tub. When I take hold of her ankles once more and drape them over the sides, the green of her irises darkens to midnight black.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice shaky and unsure.
Her sudden switch from bold to bashful makes me smirk. How quick she is to submit control to me. How seemingly shy she's grown now that the power is back in my court. It turns me on, her coyness. Because as soon as I touch her, her timidity morphs into something entirely different.
But I'm not touching her this time. She's going to reach that transformation on her own.
“I'm not doing anything, princess. This is your show.”
Like this, in the position I've put her into, she's spread wide open for me. The fact that the soapy water obscures my view somewhat is inconsequential. Just knowing what she'll be doing beneath the surface is enough to turn my dick to granite.
“What do you mean?”
Leaning back, I rest my hands on either side of the tub and relax. “Show me what belongs to me.”
“You mean you want me to...?” She trails off, lip trapped between her teeth again.
“Make yourself come for me?” I finish for her. “That's exactly what I want.”
The blush that blooms like cherry blossoms in spring across her skin, spreading from her chest and up to her face, makes my dick twitch. Laying herself back against the side of the bathtub, she looks across the water at me, steam drifting in an erotic haze around her.
“Tell me what to do,” she says and fuck if her words aren't like taking a match to a room of combustible gas.
“Play with your tits.”
Tentatively, her fingers trace delicate lines down her chest and over her breasts. With soft touches, she cups herself in each palm then pulls at her nipples until they stretch into hard peaks.
Her eyes are wide as she watches me watching her, studying my face, gauging my reaction. I must look furious with lust, mad with it.
I ache to reach across and retrace the tracks of her touch with my own. Her puckered nipples tease me, making my mouth water with the need to suck them. My tongue darts out to lick my lips at the sight of them. I can't help myself. It's instinct. And she sees it, her pupils growing impossibly darker at the evidence of my own arousal.
“Now what?” she asks on a raspy breath.
Chuckling darkly at her impatience, I half consider telling her to carry on with what she's already doing, just to drive her crazy. But I'm just as desperate for her to touch herself as she is.
“Show me what you'd do if I wasn't here,” I order. “Show me what you do when you're wet and alone, and thinking of me.”
Her lips fall open on a gasp as slowly, so fucking slowly, her fingers stroke down her stomach to settle between her legs. I know the instant she presses down on her clit, because her whole face transforms. Her head falls back, her eyelids flutter shut and through her teeth hisses a long breath that's thick with sensuality.
Water swirls in gentle circles as she rubs herself. And when she moans, all quiet and raspy, I have to swallow a guttural one of my own. Because goddamn, watching her get off in front of me is the hottest, most erotic thing I've ever fucking seen.
“Fuck,princess, you should see what you look like right now,” I say, taking hold of my cock and pumping it because I can't hold myself back anymore. “Wish I could take a picture and keep it forever.” I don't mean the words, not really. They're fueled by my feral lust for her, so what she says next is shockingly unexpected.
“Do it.”
I blink, unsure I've heard her correctly. “What?”
