“My housekeeper is also my mother’s best friend, Sugar. They’re desperate for a grandkid. I don’t bring women here.”
Her cheeks blushed and she looked away. “It’s not my business.”
I stood up again and turned her face to mine. Without her heels, I towered over her and she had to tip her head back to look at me. “I think we both know itisyour business.”
Before she could say anything else, I picked her up and gently lowered her into the tub. She let out a throaty moan when the water enveloped her and covered her up to her breasts. The deep tub fit me well, but it swallowed Sugar. She looked fucking adorable in it; the only thing missing was bubbles.
“Do you want anything else right now? Bubbles? Something to drink?”
She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest and rested her chin on her knee. “Will you stay?”
I smiled and nodded once. There wasn’t a chance of me going anywhere. “I’m here, Sugar.”
Her eyes closed and her breathing slowed down as she sank more fully into the water. I knelt next to her with a cloth and a bottle of my soap. I lathered it in my hand before taking her hand and gently washing my way up her arm. When I got to her shoulders, I ran the cloth up her neck and massaged my fingers into her tense muscles until they released. Washing her other arm and back up to her chest, I took my time without focusing on her breasts. I ran the cloth over her hard nipples once, but I focused on cleaning her, rather than taking anything else.
When I cleaned her back, I turned her to face away from me and took my time working my hands over her muscles until she was limp and relaxed enough to yet out a muffled yawn. I reached around to clean her stomach and lower, again being careful not to linger. Still, I felt her respond, opening her thighs to my touch.
I moved the cloth down her legs and even cleaned her toes before having her go up on her knees so I could clean the backs of her thighs and her ass. I struggled as I dipped the cloth between her perfect ass cheeks, but I fought against my desires and rinsed her off.
After I was satisfied that she was clean and warm, I grabbed a towel and stood next to the tub. “Time to dry you off, Sugar.”
She stood on shaky legs and stayed silent as I lifted her leg onto the side of the tub and had her hold on to me while I ran the towel over her feet and up her legs. I dabbed it between her thighs and over her ass before doing the same to the other leg. I cupped her breasts to lift them and dry them, torturing myself. She was heavy-lidded and had her lip clenched between her teeth by the time I dried off her neck and shoulders.
“I have some different kinds of face wash that Ronnie bought. I don’t know what you might like.” I cupped each side of her neck and tugged her lip from between her teeth. “Why don’t you take care of that and whatever else you need? I’ll grab a shirt for you to wear and get a glass of water for you.”
She nodded. “Okay. Thank you.”
I pulled her into my chest by the back of her neck and grunted. “Don’t leave this room. The rest of the floors aren’t nonslip. I’ll be right back.”
I changed out of my own damp clothes and grabbed one of my shirts for her to wear. I handed it to her before hurrying downstairs to grab a few things. When I got back to my room, I found her standing at the threshold of the bathroom door, wide eyes searching for me.
I put everything down and picked her up to carry her to my bed. I’d already turned down the bedding and she slipped under the blanket like it was the most natural thing. With her bare face and messy hair, wearing just my shirt that looked like a dress on her, she looked so fucking innocent.
“I brought up water and a snack, if you need it. There’s also Tylenol, just in case. Now, tell me what had you so upset.”
37
***Dominic***
Shepoutedandlookedaway. “It’s dumb.”
“Nothing you say is dumb, Sugar.”
“I went to dinner, as friends, with Logan. Then we saw a movie and he brought me home. I didn’t want to go inside, because Reba is being weird, so when he asked if I wanted to take a walk, I agreed. I was so clear that it was just a friends thing.”
She sucked in a big breath and rushed on, like she might not get it out if she didn’t just spill it all right in that moment. “Hekissedme. I shoved him away and then he tried to kiss me again, so I slapped him. We argued. I was clear that we were just friends. He was angry and said mean things. I just…it scared me when I realized we were out of sight of everyone. If he’d slapped me back…it just freaked me out. And he said mean things about how I’m an asshole and I feel like it’s true because I slept with Barrett again today and I’m the worst friend in the world to Sam. I just feel so confused and sad.”
I ground my teeth together so hard that I wasn’t sure I’d have anything left when I finally managed to stop. Logan was a dead man walking. I blew out a steady breath and forced myself to look as relaxed as possible, to avoid scaring Sugar. I tried to work through what I was going to say to make it better, but she surprised me by climbing out from under the covers and moving to sit right next to me.
“And after all that, I come here for your comfort and receiving that comfort makes me want to climb the walls, Sir.” I caught the way she slipped into calling me the name she knew I liked during sex. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, because even while I’m confused and torn about everything else, I feel so turned on and needy for you.”
“There’s nothing wrong with you.” I cupped her face, just to have her turn her mouth into my palm and kiss me there. I shifted on the bed to make my painful erection more comfortable and Sugar took it as a sign. She managed to get her hand wrapped around my dick before I caught her hand. “There would be something wrong with me if I took advantage of you while you’re upset, though.”
She shook her head and climbed fully into my lap. “I’m okay now. I know I’m safe. I feel better and, more importantly, I feel turned on.”
I held her thighs still as she tried her best to rock them against me. As it was, the cleft of her ass was rocking right against my cock head. With my hands firm on her thighs, she was free to stroke my neck and shoulders before moving in to kiss me.
I growled and said her name sharply, freezing her movements. That response did things to me, almost as much as her hand had. Seeing her obey my command instinctually was the shit my dreams were made of. Too bad I couldn’t appreciate it right then.