“I’ll call them later. They should know how I feel about them and that I didn’t stay away because of them. Did they give you the third degree?” She wasn’t having any of that, not from any of her family members. Travis and Hank had only ever tried to defend her and make her feel better. A blush bloomed hot in her cheeks as she recalled how they’d made her feel the night before.
“They didn’t grill me too bad, at least not any worse than I would’ve done if I was in the same position. Speaking of positions…” He slid the now empty dishes back on the tray on the dresser and she giggled as he prowled over her, kissing a hot path up her throat.
“I should probably take a shower.”
He stopped and looked at her. “Are you sore?”
“No.”
“Fibbing will get you spanked. As I recall you’re already owed one spanking.”
“Maybe a little.”
“I have an idea. Be right back.”
He went into the bathroom and a few seconds later she heard water rushing from the faucet into the big bathtub, which she’d been meaning to try out for the last week.
It’s Monday morning, I’m still in bed, contemplating a nice warm soak with a hot game warden. I like this alternate reality.
He was already bare-chested as he backed up to the bathroom door, unzipping his jeans. Removing them, he revealed that he’d gone commando. He held out his hand for her and said, “I’ve never shared a bathtub with a beautiful, sexy woman before. Let’s try out this big tub.”
She joined him and couldn’t help her long moan as she stepped in and slid down into the hot water. “Oh, that feels so good.”
Travis climbed in after her and groaned happily. “It’ll take the soreness from your muscles and maybe make your tender pussy feel better. Sorry about that,” he murmured softly as he took her hands and pulled her to him and positioned her so she was draped over him, sitting in his lap.
Travis let out a contented sigh and propped his feet on the edge of the tub as he slid down neck deep in the water with her. As the sudsy water sluiced over his legs and feet, she said, “You have sexy feet.”
He let out a snort. “You think so? They look pretty big and ugly to me.”
“Oh, no. They’re sexy and masculine, like the rest of you.”
His callused hands felt wonderful sliding over her skin as he lathered them and bathed her arms and chest. “Stand for a minute, Nika.”
She did as he asked and he lathered a washcloth and gently bathed her, taking particular care with her tender pink parts. He also checked her wrists and ankles for abrasions from the satin ties, and found none.
While she soaked, he lathered himself up and scrubbed his body. His eyelids slid closed as he soaped and stroked his cock, which was rigid and rather intimidating looking, arcing out from its nest of brown hair. He was so long and thick. She couldn’t believe she’d taken both well-endowed men inside her last night, only she had. The memory of all that hard flesh thrusting inside her made her pussy pulse and ache.
“Keep watching me like that and licking those lips, and we’re going right back to bed.”
Veronica smiled and met his eyes. “I think I’ve earned a morning off.”
He took his time drying her off as the tub drained a few minutes later and with each moment that passed, the heat and arousal grew more palpable. This time alone with him was wonderful, much like her time with Hank the afternoon before.
Travis surprised her when he lifted her up into his arms and carried her back to the rumpled bed. Her cunt quivered with anticipation as he climbed onto the bed behind her and pulled her back against him. He parted her thighs and said, “Kneel like this with your thighs spread wide and your hands braced on your knees. We have a surprise for you tonight.”
“You do? Tonight? Aren’t you afraid you’re going to get tired of me if you’re with me every night?”
Travis came around in front of her and tilted his head as he looked at her. “No. Why? Are you getting tired of us already?” He said the question with humor but she could see the vulnerability in his eyes.
She shook her head. “No. I just don’t want you to get tired of me, that’s all.”