She placed her finger against his lips. “Honey, I’m okay. Let me just take care of you, all right?”
She reached for his shorts, dragging them down his legs. He obliged her by stepping out. Then she stood and grasped hold of his underwear. She gently eased his boxers over his cock, keeping her gaze averted.
“You can look,” he said with some amusement. “I don’t bite.”
Heat filled her cheeks and she found herself sneaking a peek. He was large and long. She didn’t have much to compare him to but her previous boyfriend had in no way been this big.
“Like what you see, baby?” he murmured.
Yes.
“I’m glad,” he told her in a husky voice.
Oh shit. She’d said that out loud. She took a deep breath and reminded herself that she was not here to ogle him. She was supposed to be helping him.
“Can you hop in the bath?” she asked him.
He climbed in without a word, lying against the back of the tub. “This is actually quite nice.”
The lines on his forehead started to ease and she moved in behind him to massage his shoulders.
“Jesus, baby, if I knew you could do this, I would have had you massaging me every night,” he teased.
“After your bath, I’ll give you a back massage,” she offered.
“That sounds perfect.”
She smiled and moved back around to the side of the bath grabbing a washcloth. She squirted some of his shower gel, which smelled like the ocean, onto the washcloth. She kept her movements slow and gentle, trying not to show how touching him affected her.
She ran the cloth down his chest, peeking up at his face. He had his eyes clo
sed. This bath really had been a good idea. Pleased with herself, she continued to wash him, avoiding his cock for the moment. She washed his arms next. Then shuffled around so she could do his feet and legs. When she was finished with the rest of his body, she ran the cloth gently over his semi-erect shaft. Holy hell. He let out a small groan as his cock hardened.
“Baby,” he muttered. Then he reached out and grabbed her wrist. “Stop.”
She froze. “I-I’m sorry. I should have asked first. I d-didn’t mean to.”
You idiot, Gigi.
He opened his eyes and pinned her with his gaze. Then he sat up and drew her close to the bath, leaning over to give her several sharp smacks to her bottom. She yelped in shock.
He leaned back in the bath, giving her a stern look. “You are not an idiot. And you don’t have to ask before touching me. I just want to make sure this is what you truly desire. You don’t ever have to touch me unless it’s what you want. Understand?”
“I do,” she said, feeling breathless. “If it’s what you want.”
“Jesus, baby. I’ve wanted you since I pretty much first saw you.”
He had? Then why hadn’t he taken her? She pushed that thought away. Right now, she had other things to think about. She placed the washcloth on the side of the bath as she used her fingers to tease his nipple. She ran her finger over then around the tight nub.
“Yes, baby. Just like that.”
She grasped hold of his cock with her other hand, running it up and down the shaft in gentle but sure strokes.
“Yes. Feels so good.” His eyes were closed, his head thrown back. She moved her hand faster and leaned in to suck his nipple into her mouth.
“Fuck! Christ!”
She thought he was growing closer as his breathing sped up. She lightly cupped his balls.