Once inside he gently laid her on the couch and covered her with a blanket. He crouched down so his face was even with hers.
A piece of her hair had fallen and laid on her cheek. He gently smoothed the strand of hair back to its place behind her ear.
He placed a kiss on her cheek and just as he began lifting himself to stand she grabbed his hand. He crouched back down and took her hand in both of his.
Her eyes partially fluttered open before closing again.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it softly. A soft "mmmmm" rumbled in her throat and she smiled.
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I am going to run you a bath. I will be back in a few minutes."
He placed soft kisses from her temple to her cheek. She smiled and nodded.
But when he tried to stand her grip on his hand tightened. "Ok then." He smiled knowing she wanted to be with him. He helped her to her feet and led her to the bathroom.
She sat quietly on the wooden dressing bench beside the tub. Watching him gather everything he needed for her bath. "What will I wear?" She thought.
Once he got the temperature and depth of the water the way he wanted, he turned and whispered, "Arms up baby," as he walked to her.
She dropped her gaze and wrapped her arms around herself in shame. She didn't want him to see her imperfections.
"Look at me." He said a little louder.
For her to think she was anything but perfect made his heart ache. If it took him one hundred years, he would show her how beautiful and perfect she is.
Slowly she gathered her strength and met his gaze with her tear filled eyes. His eyes were soft and understanding.
Something between them changed.
Without question she raised her arms and closed her eyes. Her heart raced and her breasts rose and fell with each deep breath.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Open your eyes sweetheart." He kissed her cheek and took the helm of her shirt in his hands.
As she opened her eyes he slowly slid her shirt up over her head and discarded it in the waste basket.
"But I..." She started to say before he stole the words from her mouth with his. Her hands fell to his shoulders and she let out a sigh.
He crouched down without breaking the kiss and placed his hands on her bare waist. She shivered under his touch and her skin broke out in goose flesh.
She moved her soft lips in unison with his. Occasionally gliding her tongue over his. She needed him in a way she couldn't explain.
She wanted to be his.
He continued claiming her mouth as he slid his hands around her back to unclasped her bra.
Still tasting his sweet calming kisses, she lowered her arms and her bra fell to her lap.
He gathered her bra in his hand and discarded it in the waste basket as well.
Still kissing her, he placed his hands under her arms and lifted her with him as he stood.
His lips slowly left hers as he trailed kisses down her chin to her neck. He fought the urge again to mark her.
She breathed heavily as he kissed and gently sucked her sensitive flesh. She felt his hands slide down her sides to her waist.
"So soft. So beautiful." He whispered between kisses.
The smoldering fire within her rose to the surface once again. Her lips wet with desire.
She fisted her hands in his hair and let out a gasp as he hooked his thumbs over her pants and slowly pushed them down.
A low growl rumbled in his throat and he gripped her hips.
He fought yet again to keep the burning fire within him from escaping. Soon she would feel the intensity of his flames.
His lips trailed her collar bone before moving down her chest. His lips hovered over her right breast.
She sucked in a deep breath when he nipped her nipple. He repeated with her left nipple. Smiling to himself with pleasure.
He continued down her stomach leaving feather light kisses. Pushing her pants to her ankles.
She started pushing his head to where she wanted him most.
He stilled, grabbing her hands and putting them behind her. The way he placed her arms behind her told her not to move them.
"Tsk tsk tsk. You naughty girl. I believe you forgot something while getting dressed."
He leaned forward and exhaled a hot breath on the tender skin along her hair line.
A soft "please" escaped her lips as she pushed her hips forward.
His strong gentle hands stilled her movements.
He placed kisses along the top of her trimmed pubic hair and she shuddered. His tongue tracing the line his lips made.
He looked up and her and smiled.
Her lips were parted. Sucking in as much air as she could. They were plump and red from his kisses. Her nipples hard and areolas shriveled from his teeth.
She looked beautiful.
"Step out baby." He said as she lifted one foot then the other out of her pants.
He tossed them into the waste basket and rose to his feet.
"Bath time princess." He said as he grabbed her arms to steady her into the tub.
"But why did..." She started but he already knew what she was going to say. "Shhhhh. I know baby. I know." Was his reply.
She didn't understand why he did all those things just to give her a bath. She pouted and wrinkled her eyebrows as she sat down in the tub.
"I needed you to relax and trust me." He said as he walked towards the back of the tub.
The water was nice and warm but it did nothing for the fire between her legs.
She sat there with her head down bruting. Unaware he was undressing.
She felt the water shift and she turned her head as he was lowering himself into the water behind her.
Her heart was beating so loud she knew he could hear the thumping.
He leaned forward and placed his arms around her waist pulling her to rest against him.
She laid the back of her head on his chest and relaxed into him.
He took the washcloth from the side table and submerged it the water between her legs. Lightly rubbing it against her swollen lips as he brought the dripping cloth out of the water.
He placed a generous amount of flowery smelling liquid soap on the cloth and began washing her chest, neck and shoulders.
She closed her eyes and let out a "mmmmm" as be continued lathering her skin with soft bubbles.
Under the water her hands rubbed up and down his muscular legs.
She lifted her arms out of the water and he lathered them with soap. Once he got to her shoulders, he dropped the cloth in the water and smoothed his hands around to her breasts.
She could feel his hard erection pressed against her back growing harder as he teased her breasts.
She wiggled her bottom and pushed against his erection. She slipped her arms back under the water and slowly glided her hands up his thighs.
She had enough teasing.
She turned onto her knees facing him and stared into his firey eyes. His nostrils flared and his lips were pressed in a hard line.
"Turn around. I am not finished washing you." There was firmness in his voice.
She inched closer and pressed her chest against his. Placing her hands on the back of the tub. She started to straddle him and he grabbed her waist stilling her.
"Turn around and sit down so I can wash your hair. Or I can bend you over the side of the tub and spank you for your disobedience." He stared into her eyes warning her not to test him.
She turned away from him and forcefully sat where he had placed her. Water splashed over the side.
He grabbed her by the throat pulling her back to his chest. His other hand plunged into the water and shoved two fingers in her pussy.
His fingers pumped quick and forceful causing her to make delicious noises as she gasped for air.
Her muscles clenched tightly around his fingers and she dug her fingernails into his thighs.
"Is this what you want? You want to cum?" He whispered in her ear. "Too bad. Only good girls get to cum. I had plans for us, but now they have to change because you decided you know what you want and need instead of trusting that I know what is best for you."
He withdrew his fingers, removed his hand from around her throat and kissed her cheek.
She sat upright panting and even more needy.
He slid his hands over her shoulders and in a calm voice said. "Put your head back baby." He poured water down the back of her hair. "We do not want soapy water in those pretty eyes."
She sat silently as he washed and rinsed her hair. Scolding herself for not listening. He twisted and squeezed her hair letting most of the water escape.
In a voice almost lower than a whisper she said. "May I wash you, Sir? I promise I'll be good." He leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. "Yes baby, you may."
She turned around once again with her knees tucked under her. Afraid to look at him, she kept her gaze down. Would she see anger? Surely he was disappointed in her.
