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“That’s awesome,” she said. “Your tub is amazing.”
He could smell how happy and excited Hedra was, and his tiger trilled and purred with delight at pleasing their mate.
Boone sighed inwardly. She’s not our mate.
She is, his tiger said.
“Boone, are you sure you don’t mind?” Hedra said. “Because if you do, it’s not -”
“I don’t mind,” he said quickly.
“Okay, well, thank you very much.” As Hedra prepared the salad, Boone headed to the patio to start the grill.
A sudden image of a wet and naked Hedra soaking in his tub turned his cock to stone, and he adjusted himself roughly. Christ, maybe offering his tub to her had been a mistake.
CHAPTER 13
Hedra would be a very happy woman if she could soak in Boone’s tub every night for the rest of her life. She sunk deeper into the warm water, letting it lap at her ears as she sighed contently. Maybe if she asked nicely, Boone would let her use his tub even once a week.
You could offer him a blow job every week to use his tub.
Inner Hedra had no problem with offering up cock sucking just for a soak in the tub. Honestly, Hedra couldn’t blame her. It was a really great tub.
Like you wouldn’t blow Boone just because.
Wasn’t that the truth. She sighed and stared at the ceiling. Her inappropriate attraction to Boone was growing steadily larger. What had she been thinking the other night? Fucking him in her room while his nan watched TV in the damn living room would have been a huge mistake on both their parts.
She still wanted to fuck him, though.
And suck his dick. Maybe get him to eat your pussy once or twice or a dozen times.
Christ, yes. Just picturing Boone’s head between her legs made her wet. She slipped her hand between her legs and traced her fingers over her suddenly aching clit. Masturbating in Boone’s tub was all sorts of wrong, but she would clean the tub after her bath.
But if she was going to do this, she needed to do it quickly. She’d already been in here nearly two hours, and Boone would be home soon.
Not that coming quickly would be an issue. She hadn’t masturbated once since Boone had told her he could hear her, and it was starting to be a real problem. She’d always had a high sex drive, and if she wasn’t in a relationship, nightly masturbation wasn’t unusual for her, even when she wasn’t lusting after her incredibly hot boss.
She rubbed her clit in light circles before cupping her breast. She tugged on the barbell in her nipple, moaning at the bolt of pleasure that shot straight from her nipple to her clit.
If she closed her eyes, she could pretend it was Boone’s fingers pulling on her piercing, could pretend that the warmth of the bath water was actually the warmth of Boone’s mouth as he sucked on her nipple before tugging on her barbell with his teeth. Playing with her nipple piercings always made her hot, and she tugged the piercing again, letting her breath out in a low moan.
She rubbed harder at her clit, freezing in place when she heard the nails clicking on the bathroom floor. She’d left both the bathroom door and Boone’s bedroom door open in case Althea called for her, and she opened her eyes and sat up, staring at Alfie as he stopped next to the tub and looked up at her.
“What’s up, Alfie?”
He bared his teeth at her, and she rolled her eyes. “If you don’t want to be here, just leave. I didn’t send you an invitation, buddy. Get back in bed with Althea and stop interrupting my personal time.”
He growled again before darting forward and snatching the bath towel she’d placed on a small wooden stool beside the tub.
“Alfie!” she snapped as, growling loudly, Alfie pulled the towel off the stool. “Don’t you fucking dare take that towel, you little shit.”
Alfie dragged the towel across the slick tile toward the door, his stubby tail wagging.
“Shit!” Hedra reached over the side of the tub, her fingers skating across the end of the towel as Alfie ran past. She caught a pinch of the towel between two pruny fingertips, but Alfie growled again and yanked hard. The towel popped free of her fingers, and she watched as Alfie trotted out of the bathroom, the towel clamped between his teeth and dragging behind him.
“I’m going to murder that fucking poodle,” Hedra said. With Boone out of the house, she hadn’t bothered to wear her robe or pajamas for the trip from her room to his bathroom. She’d just wrapped the towel around her naked body and merrily skipped her way to his magical tub. It was a decision she now intensely regretted.
She glanced at the towel rack, muttering a curse when there was only a hand towel. She stood, water dripping down her body, and craned her neck to see into the laundry hamper, hoping like hell to see Boone’s bath towel.
