Page 26 of Dream Cum True
“And your dick. Actually, I might enjoy your dick more than your company.” I laughed, and he shook his head.
“Damn. That’s cold, but if I have to use my dick to find my way to your heart, I can do that.”
“Remember we’re taking it slow, and I’m not looking for love.”
“I remember,” he responded before kissing my forehead. “I’m ready for my dessert.”
Before I could object, he picked me up bridal style, carried me to my bedroom, and tossed me on my bed. I was in a fit of giggles and didn’t notice he’d disappeared until I heard the water running in the bathroom, but it didn’t sound like the sink or shower.
“Is he filling the tub?” I wondered aloud.
I sat up, hopped off the bed, and headed to the bathroom. Sure enough, the bathtub was filled with water and bubbles.
“What are you doing?” I asked, although it was obvious.
“I want to bathe you. Check the water temperature. If it’s good, get in.”
He stepped aside, giving me room next to the tub to check the water. The temperature was perfect, so I removed my oversized T-shirt and stepped into the bathtub. I slowly sat down, closing my eyes as I sank into the water.
“Mmm. This feels good. Thank you.”
“I’ll let you relax and come back in a few minutes.”
“Okay.”
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but when I heard Elias’s voice again, I was waking up.
“Tired?” he asked.
“I guess so, but the water is still warm, so I couldn’t have been asleep that long.”
“Not too long.”
Our eyes were locked on each other’s as he sat on the edge of the tub, reached into the water, and picked up my leg to massage my foot. It felt so good, I moaned. When his hand moved up to my calf, another moan slipped.
“If this bathtub were big enough for us both, I’d get in and make you ride this erection you caused with all that damn moaning.”
He put my leg back into the water and grabbed the other. I was a little disappointed that he didn’t work his way to my thigh, but when he began massaging my other foot, my disappointment disappeared.
“I can’t ride your dick in this tub, but there are several other places in this house where I can ride it until the sun comes up.”
“That sounds like a challenge.”
“Mmm . . . Your hands are magical,” I praised as he moved to my calf.
“Was that a challenge, baby?”
“It was whatever you want it to be. It wouldn’t be fair to only christen the kitchen.”
I’d closed my eyes and opened them to see his reaction. His sly smile was sexy as hell and made my nipples harden.
“Say less, beautiful.”
He kneeled next to the bathtub and found my nipples underneath the bubbles. When he started pinching them, I squirmed. He released one of my nipples and dipped his hand into the water between my legs.
“What are you doing?” I asked, knowing damn well I knew the answer.
“We’re about to christen the tub.”
