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“What do you mean 'there’s only one reason you wouldn’t want me to take a shower'?” she asked with a slight frown on her face. She backed up one step as he came closer.
“There might be times I want to fuck you straight when we get home from a long outing. I like it hot and dirty sometimes. And I love your smell… thinking of fucking you after we’ve been out all day is just…delicious. That reminds me, we need to make an appointment with a perfume house to tailor make you some scents that go well with your body chemistry. I don’t want anything masking your scent,” he explained, taking another sip of his wine.
Olivia bit her lip and decided she was through talking to him for the night. The man was a freak.
Her lips parted as she watched him swallow the liquor, his throat working hard.
Her sister’s voice echoed in her head. “Oh Ollie, what have you gotten yourself into?”
She took a deep breath. Because out of all the things she could have gotten herself into in all the years she’d been struggling, Colin was proving to be the most disconcerting decision she'd ever made. He seemed sweet…emotionally attuned. But the man just ripped up fifteen thousand dollars that he knew she worked herself to death for. Slowly, and relished it. She blinked blankly, suddenly thinking about judge Carmichael.
Are all men with money like this? she thought pensively to herself.
“What you can’t do is lock the bathroom door,” Colin stressed. Watching her pupils dilate, and her cute gasp as her nipples hardened once more under her dress. “I’m going to park the car in the garage and put the food away until tomorrow. I’ll be back in a bit. Relax,” he turned before closing the bathroom door in her face and walked away confidently.
Olivia stuck her tongue out at the door, imagining the look on his face if he’d have seen it. Taking her first true deep breath in hours, she smiled. Relieved to finally be alone. She’d realized the windows in the bathroom had no curtains, meaning anyone could see into the space if they’d wanted. Then quickly surmised that because they were on the second floor of a private property, no one could see in.
She relaxed instantly.
Sighing, she turned to the bathroom properly and her eyebrows raised except this time in pleasure. There was an enormous soaking tub with jets. She’d hurriedly started the faucet on the tub, pressing a lot of buttons on an electrical panel attached to the wall to get the thing to work. In the recessed spot in the wall were shampoo, conditioner, body wash, body cream, loofahs, towels, face masks, and bubble bath.
She poured a generous dollop of bubble bath, watching with pleasure as it lathered up a lot better than the cheap stuff she usually bought Allison at the dollar store.
Sipping her wine again, she tried to listen for movement in the house but could hear none. The house was enormous. Confident she was alone up there, she stripped and got a good look at her body in Colin’s huge bathroom mirror and dimmed the lighting.
Olivia tilted her head, assessing her body the way that she thought Colin would. Her bigger than normal teardrop breasts hung heavy against her ribcage, standing out proud and making her thin waist look thinner next to its mass. Pointing to the sky were dusky pink nipples, elongated against slightly wrinkled areolas. Her milky white skin looked creamy and was thankfully blemish free and her hair hung long around her like a flame, highlighting her freckles and making her tired face look even more youthful. Her plump lips glistened wetly from the wine, and she licked them lightly, liking the taste. Her hips flared out almost indecently. Nestled between them was her mound, bare and plump.
Olivia wondered if he’d like that, then immediately chastised herself for caring.
Seeing the tub filled sufficiently, she stopped the water and plunged in, groaning as the heat and the jets soothed her arm. She looked out the window, seeing the sun had finally set, leaving the stars and dots of mood lighting all around the property glowing in the window.
Olivia craned her head back as the Weeknd’s voice crooned inside the room suddenly. Colin must have activated the sound system in here for her. She smiled again, thinking that was thoughtful, before she frowned again. Thinking about some things she’d read in the contract earlier that day. She shook her head, still feeling like she was in a fever dream.
She proceeded to wash her hair, enjoying the smell of the expensive shampoo. Tensing as she heard a noise and gasped as the bathroom door cracked open slightly before Colin’s deep smooth voice came through.
“Do you need help washing your hair?” he thankfully stayed behind the door, giving her space.
“No, thank you!” she squeaked, pulling the bubbles to her chin just in case he decided to push through the door and invade her privacy.
What privacy? Her eyebrows raised at the thought. She didn't technically have any anymore.
"Okay, call for me when you’re done. I’m going to help you out, so you don’t accidentally slip,” his voice carried through the door again, and he cracked it slightly wider so he could hear her when she was ready.
Her face reddened. Absolutely not.
No man had seen her naked since she lost her virginity in high school. But then she remembered the agreement and checked her attitude quickly, wondering if she’d fare better if she took the pleasant route this time. He’d already ripped up all her money, betraying his sadistic tendencies.
What does that make me for being turned on so violently by his actions? her lips pursed.
“No please, that’s quite alright. I can see myself out just fine. Thank you for offering, though,” Olivia rinsed the soap out of her hair quickly before adding conditioner and unplugging the stopper. Wanting to rinse out the conditioner and the suds off her body with the above head shower spray before exiting the tub. She pulled her knees to her chest and lowered her forehead to them as she waited patiently for the water to sink down low enough to justify running the above spout. Taking long minutes to settle herself.
Olivia glanced up quickly to attempt to navigate the buttons to start the above head waterfall spray, when she saw a dark figure in her peripheral. She froze in shock, too frightened to even scream.
Olivia slowly turned her head as the water shot from the above spout to pour down as if in slow motion, seeing Colin's dark figure leaning against the vanity. His legs were crossed, his elbows were bent, and his hands propped his body up on the vanity. Watching her without saying a word.
She hadn’t even heard him come in.
Olivia sat there in the tub with her breasts squished against her knees as the rest of the water drained, and new fresh water rained down on her. She shivered as he just stood there, regarding her quietly, his gaze so penetrating. After a few tense minutes of her trying to wait him out, she turned her head, sighing.
