Page 7 of Forever His Brat

“Not that I’m arguing, but you’re being mighty bossy for someone I can spank any time I want.” He chuckled as he straightened and then winced. The cold was bad enough but the shoveling had his lower back in knots. “Lucky for you that hot bath is calling me though.”

“Pretty sure you’re too cold to spank me right now anyway.” She didn’t sound even slightly concerned and for good reason.

She wasn’t wrong. His hands felt raw and were starting to tingle as they warmed up and blood began to flow into his fingers again. “There’s always later. Bath first, then spank Charlie—I’m making a note.” He left his double layer of shirts and underwear on. They were mostly dry, and he was too cold to relish walking around bare-ass naked through the house.

And even if he hadn’t been standing right by the door, the kitchen was bordering on chilly from all the in and out. He was eager to get to a warmer part of the house. He caught Charlie, pulled her close, and kissed her forehead gently. “I love you, Charlie girl.”

“I love you too, now get your butt in the tub before parts start dropping off from cold. I’ll be right in. I just want to close up for the night, so I don’t have to come back out later.”

He let her go, with less reluctance than normal, laughing as he headed straight for their bedroom suite. He called back over his shoulder, “Bring me a cup of coffee when you come, will ya? I need to warm up inside too. Besides I’m so tired I’m like to fall asleep in the tub at this point.”

“I will—want something to eat too? We provide tubside service here.”

He stopped and thought about it. They’d had dinner a few hours ago, but since then he’d done a lot of shoveling. His stomach wasn’t growling—yet, but it probably would in the middle of the night.

“Actually, a sandwich would be great. And a few cookies— if there are any left?” He put a plaintive note in the question for dramatics, but he knew damn well there were piles of cookies. He’d seen the results of her efforts earlier.

“I might be able to find one or two,” she admitted. “I’ll bring some.”

“Thanks, darlin’. You’re the best.” She really was. No matter how much they argued sometimes, Charlie was the best woman in the world as far as he was concerned.

Five minutes later he was sinking down in the deep tub with a long, drawn-out sigh. He’d had to adjust the water slightly to add some cold before his chilled skin could handle getting in all the way. The room was filled with billowing clouds of steam, and it was just what he needed.

He wasn’t sure how long it took Charlie to join him. The sound of her setting a plate and mug down on the ledge that surrounded the tub roused him from a drowsy state. He opened his eyes and smiled as he watched her undress to join him.

“You weren’t kidding about falling asleep, I see.”

“No, the cold really took it out of me. And all the shoveling on top of a full workday…” He suspected he’d only slept a couple of minutes because the water hadn’t cooled any, but the nap had refreshed him a little.

“Poor Sam. I have to admit I’m worn out too. Which is a shame… I was hoping for some fun tonight. That was before I knew what a long day it was going to be though. I’m not sure I’m up for it now anyway.”

She stepped in, hissed between her teeth at the heat and then slowly eased herself down at the opposite end of the tub, across from him. She let her head fall back with a soft sigh. “Have I mentioned what a good investment the bathroom upgrade was?”

He chuckled as he reached for the sandwich. “Only a few hundred times, but I can’t say I disagree.” He’d always been more of a shower guy. Short shower in the morning to wake up; long shower at night to scrub off the sweat and dirt.

Baths didn’t seem worth the time they took, but then he’d never had a bathtub with jets before. Being able to soak his entire body, right up to his neck, was definitely a bonus after a long day. But the best part was having a tub big enough for both of them to fit comfortably.

Her slippery legs brushing against his under the water. The way her hands would occasionally graze sensitive places, maybe by accident… maybe not. The slick skin on skin—all of it definitely put bathing in the plus category.

By the time he’d polished off his sandwich, cookies, and hot coffee he’d regained some of his energy. The aches from being cold and wet were gone too, leaving him feeling a lot more interested in her naked, glistening body.

“You’re awfully far away over there.” His voice was low and gravelly as he crooked a finger at her, beckoning her closer.

“Am I?” One eyebrow went up. “I thought we were too tired…?”

He chuckled. “Not saying I’m up for acrobatics tonight, but I think I could manage a little something. Can’t do much if you’re out of reach though.”

She pretended to hold out for a few seconds, but he could see that she was interested by the way she ran her tongue over her bottom lip. Before long she was sliding into his arms, her back pressed to his chest.

“Thisisnicer,” she admitted. Her head settled back against his shoulder with a contented sigh.

“Mhm.” He intended to make it even better. One arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight to his body. That left his other free and he took advantage, sliding his hand down between her thighs.

His fingers pressed in, investigating her folds, stroking lightly across her clit. It was all very slow and leisurely at first, but the teasing soon had her squirming in his lap.

His cock swelled, hardening each time her ass stroked across the growing erection. She could feel it, he knew, because she reacted by moving more, and grinding down when she did. He rewarded her with more aggressive touches.

With the tip of his middle finger, he began to strum her clit, wringing sounds of pleasure from her. The soft moans filled his ears, and she turned her head to press a hungry kiss against the side of his neck.

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