“Step back a little, would ya? You can see everything even through the bubbles,” she asks, and I wait to see if she really means it. “Can you hand me a towel and then turn around so I can cover up?”
I lift the towel off the rack and hand it to her with a smile. I turn around but don’t budge on my position to the tub. If only I had the mirror where it needed to be. That’s okay, though, because luckily, I have a vivid imagination. And I have the memories of what she looked like at Sadie’s place.
“Okay, I am covered,” she says, and I turn around to see her standing in the tub with the towel wrapped around her.
“Can I just say … wow.” I move my hand through my hair with admiration of her body.
She stands shocked at my compliment. “Wow, what?”
She smiles ear to ear. I watch her as if an internal battle was going on until I see her take off the towel and slide back into the water letting me watch her.
I walk up to the tub and look down at her until I see her smile, giving me the okay for whatever might happen next.
I climb into the tub and lay on top of her in my clothes, my sweats and my shirt, and cradle myself right over her body feeling her warmness. Nothing is between us but the water and my clothes.
I start to kiss her, and she is giving me back whatever I am delivering to her. She is full of passion and skill, welcoming me with her tongue. I have no thoughts in my head other than this woman is not only beautiful but also feels wonderful under me. Why did I hold out for this? How could anyone walk away from her? Her taste could have me hooked if I let myself. She moves her hips up against my hardness and then up and down my back, pulling my shirt up so that she can feel my skin beneath her hands. The harder I get, the deeper she kisses. I was so lost in this woman. In my soul, I knew it was in more ways than one.