“A diamond in the rough is more like it.” At his skeptical look, I say, “I mean it. People see you and they think they know you, but you keep the real you hidden. But I see you. And now this thief knows your secret, Malik Jafar.”
“You may be the only one who sees me, Ellie.” The words are so soft that I barely hear them. Clearing his throat, he asks, “What would you like to do today? It’s still raining, so our options outside are limited.”
“Can I try out the bathtub on the patio?”
“An excellent idea.” He kisses my nose. “Let’s go.”
He pads across the room naked, but I’m not as confident in my skin, so I wrap a sheet around my body before following him. Outside, the air is chilly, and fog lingers in the air, making everything feel dreamlike. Jafar runs the water in the tub, adding bubbles.
“In you go.”
Dropping the sheet, I step into the tub, sinking into the hot water. The tub is bigger than I thought. Enough room for two people…
“Are you going to join me?”
“Do you want me to?”
I scoot forward. A moment later, he climbs in, pulling me into his arms. Leaning back, I take in the view.
“God, this is perfect.”
He kisses the top of my head. “I was thinking the same thing.” He waits a beat. “How are you feeling this morning? Are you sore anywhere?”
My cheeks flush. “I’m a little tender, but nothing unbearable.”
“The water will help, but so will a massage.”
His hand moves to my arm, where he rubs. I kind of thought when he said a massage would help that he meant a different kind of massage. Oh well. This is nice, too. And I probably need it. Slowly, his hand moves to my chest. Goosebumps lift on my skin as he kneads my breast. I exhale, leaning into his touch.
“Like that?”
“Mmm hmm.”
“What about this?”
He rolls my nipple between his fingers.
“Oh god. That feels so good.”
His other hand trails down my stomach to my pussy. I groan as he rubs my clit at the same pace as my nipple.
“So close,” I pant.
I shatter when he slips a finger inside of me, rubbing a spot that has my toes curling.
“Jafar!”
His chuckle is deep. “I think we just found your G-spot, sweet girl.”
Breathing hard, I fall against his chest. “That was intense.”
“And hot as hell.” He lifts his hand, bringing it to his mouth. “Fucking drenched me.”
“Can I taste?”
His chest rumbles, but he holds his hand in front of me. I lick his finger, getting a taste of myself. It’s not what I expected. Jafar’s cock presses into my back as I suck on his digit, letting my tongue swirl the way I would if it was his cock.
“You’re playing with fire, little mouse.”