Page 34 of Final Temptation
Myles: I’ll be home in about twenty. What’s up? Need me to grab something while I’m out?
Good question. What did I need from him that I couldn’t wait until he got home around the same time as he always did?You need his help relieving some of the tension flowing through your body, that’s what, Sophie.
I typed out a couple different responses, erasing one after the other. I had no fucking clue what to say, or why I even texted him in the first place.
Me: Well, you see, I’m in need of a towel…
I thought back to the look on his face when he last saw me naked, when I dropped my towel for him. The need between my legs only grew deeper.
Myles: You need a towel…?
Jesus, Sophie. Make it make sense.
I began to panic—Myles was going to be home any minute now. Frantically, I stood up from the couch, ran to the bathroom, and quickly started running a bubble bath for myself. I took every towel in sight, throwing every last one in the washer. Running back to my room, I stripped my clothes off my body, tossing them in my laundry hamper. As I made my way back to the bathroom, my eyes landed on my bedside table.
An evil smirk grew as an idea came to mind. I shuffledback toward my end table, opened the drawer, and retrieved my favorite sex toy—the water-friendly one, of course.
Closing the bathroom door behind me, I settled into the warm bath water, a relaxed sigh escaping my mouth and goosebumps dancing across my skin as the relaxation sank in.
I snagged my phone off the edge of the tub, texting Myles back.
Me: I guess this time it was me who messed up and forgot to put the towels back… I’m in the bathtub, with no way to dry off.
Only a minute or two passed when I heard the sound of the front door unlocking. With no idea if he’d read my text yet, I sat still in the water, listening for any sound of Myles on the other side of the door. My breathing was at a complete standstill when his footsteps grew louder, approaching the bathroom door.
Knock, knock.Two quiet taps thumped against the door, followed by a deep voice.
“Soph, I have your towel.” I pushed the bubbles from the front of the tub toward my chest so my tits were covered.
“Come in!” I enticed him in my most seductive voice.
“Um. Do you want me to just toss it in, or…?” He sounded confused.
“Myles, I want you to come in,” I answered confidently.
Sitting in the tub, my tanned legs poked out, with my upper body sinking deeper into the water. The bubbles would only last so long. Eventually, they would fizzle out,and all that would be left was the clear water, showing off every curve of my naked body.
The squeak of the door echoed throughout the quiet bathroom. Myles stepped in, two towels in hand.
“I didn’t know if you needed one for your hair too,” he choked, his eyes roaming over my body, staring so hard you’d think he was trying to activate X-ray vision.
“Thank you. You can just put those over the rack.” I pointed to the empty towel rack. The way my arm moved shifted the bubbles just enough that my boobs were slightly exposed in a way they weren’t before.
After hanging the towels, Myles stood still with his hands buried in his pockets next to the tub like he was in quicksand, unable to move. His eyes shifted to the red rose sitting on the edge of the bathtub, then back to me, his stare turning heavy with need. I could read Myles like a book. He wanted me. I mean, fuck, I wanted him too. But he was respecting me, letting me call the shots.
“I hope I didn’t interrupt you in the middle of…something.” His heavy gaze continued to travel back and forth between me and my toy.
“Not at all. I hadn’t even started yet.” I grabbed the toy, feeling bold.
“What are you going to do with that, Sophie?” he asked, his voice growing rough.
My fingers rubbed against the soft, silicone texture, playing with the power switch. My body was screaming at me, begging for me to flip the switch and hold it against my throbbing clit.
“Do you want to watch?” I lowered the red toy beneath the water.
“Only if I can have a front row seat,” he demanded, sitting on the floor by the edge of the tub.
The bubbles that once stood high in the water slowly evaporated. I swiped any lingering suds that clung to my body away, each intimate part of me on display.
