Damn Paxton, no wonder the man questions your vocabulary.
“I see no reason why we can’t do both simultaneously.”
Paxton was struck mute by the mellifluous tone that flowed through the room to soothe her frazzled mind. First the sound and now the tactile sensations overwhelmed her as he began to massage the soapy foam into her arm.
Paxton peered at him from beneath the sooty fan of her eyelashes as his silent exhale filtered through the room— a clear signal of the deliberate effort he was making to remain untouched. If not for the sound of that single breath dissolving into the steaming haze curling upward from the warm water, she might have thought she’d imagined it since his expression remained impassive.
The firm, soothing circular motions with which he massaged her arms from palm to shoulder soon eased the tension from her muscles. She closed her eyes and gave over to his touch. It was easier to fight his presence in darkness than watching his biceps ripple as he worked the tautness from her body. If she was honest with herself, it was more to hide the effect his concern had on her. She cherished the feeling of warmth it evoked inside her chest. It was the first time in years that a man managed to elicit a reaction from her with his closeness; to melt the iciness around her heart. Jared Bates made her yearn for an emotional connection she couldn’t afford to give into.
Rex had taught her that she had a natural desire to submit to a strong Dom. With him she had the freedom to relax and not feel the need to make decisions. She had given her unconditional trust to him as her Dom long before they got married. Her heart ached in memory of how tenderly he took care of her... how the thought of him flogging her excited her. Pleasure with pain... he’d known it was her Achilles heel... and knew how to offer her the domination she needed to fully embrace the woman she was inside.
“Oh! You can’t... what are you doing?” Paxton’s eyes popped open under the scorching intensity of his gaze that had darkened to the color of topaz.
“I believe in cleanliness... all over.” Like a maestro communicating pianissimo to a student, Jared caressed the rounded contours of her milky-white breasts, then tugged gently at the pink nipples to massage their tautness. “Of course, being cleansed means to be rinsed as well.” She shuddered when he sucked a nub between his lips and snacked upon it with delicate flicks of his tongue.
“Oh god, that feels so... mmm,” she moaned as his touch rippled her equipoise, sending flashes of heat to bloom through her core. With a staggered breath she succumbed to the brush of his fingers trailing over her stomach.
He nibbled on the succulent delicacies, trailing kisses upon the slope of her swollen breasts to assuage his ravenous lust. He savored the song of her melodious cries that stirred the lusty beast inside him.
She was soaring on a tumultuous wave that had too quickly become the epitome of desire she was struggling to contain. Paxton couldn’t recall that she’d ever lusted for a man to possess her with as much fervor as she did at this moment.
How is it possible that he has the ability to unleash such carnal lust inside me? I hardly know the man!
She tried to listen to the reasons flashing through her mind why she should tell him to stop but they quickly dissolved when a raw groan crawling from his chest swept over her. She reached up to trace the ropey cords of his shoulders. Her desperate moan followed the sharp nip of his teeth around a nipple that sparked an unexpected wave of heat to flush her loins.
“Jared, you can’t... not now. What am I saying? Stop . . . oh!”
Paxton felt Jared’s hand explored further down her stomach to roam the heart-shaped space between her thighs. She was past resistance. His mouth controlled her, stoking the ache deep inside. She was faltering and he knew it.
Oh, my god!
She all but swooned as his hands fueled the inferno inside her. She reveled in the feel of his skin under her hands as she explored his chest and back. She breathed in his smell— all delicious male. It homed in on her libido and turned her inside out. She tilted her head for a taste with a lingering kiss against his shoulder. Pleasure fluttered inside her as his hoarse groan encapsulated her mind.
She ground her hips against his teasing hand. It was impossible to keep still. Her body reacted in a way she’d never known it could. Her pussy throbbed with greedy spasms that turned her breath to gasps.
“Yes, little one... relax and let me take care of you,” he praised her uncontrolled response.
Jared brushed his finger over her clit— a butterfly caress that enticed a hiss from her lips.
More! I want more!
She bit her lips to keep from shouting out the demand. She was still desperately trying to hold onto the last of her resistance.
They were moving too fast. Not too long ago they were still at loggerheads and now, here she was... gasping for breath and dying for his touch.
Paxton was melting from the way he savaged her mouth and the caress of his probing fingers.
“Aah... Jared,” she moaned into his mouth as he brushed his finger over her swollen labia.
“I love how responsive you are, little one.”
Her pussy clenched against the intrusion. Her breath stalled in her throat as he teased open the silky folds to explore her clitoris with the lightest of caresses.
“Yesss…” Her moan meshed with his growl in a melody of desire as his finger inched deeper. Her body throbbed in unison with his sliding finger inside her, electrifying her as he explored the heat within.
She’d never felt so alive.
“Jared, don’t...”