It's kinda cute, but it's
So short
Then you're driving me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before”
These lyrics take me back to when we were on the bike together in the rain. I wonder if that’s what she is thinking as well. I open the door slowly so as not to startle her, but she has her eyes closed and continues to sing. I sit by the tub, trying not to disturb her but wanting to soak in every inch of her, including her perfect voice. I would love it if she was always singing, that would mean she was happy. She finishes the song and lays her head back against the tub. I slide my hand down her slippery thigh. She jolts but sees me and smiles. I continue my descent until I’m at her slick, wet pussy.
As I hold onto the side of the tub, my fingersbrush against her sensitive clit. She pushes forward against my hand, angling her body to give me better access.
“You sing like a siren. You called to me, and I came,” I express, and I push one finger through her folds, keeping my thumb circling her clit.
“I couldn’t help it. I used to sing all the time and then I stopped. You brought the song back to my soul.” She closes her eyes and begins riding my finger. I add another and she moans out in pleasure. “Mmm, Daddy, yes. You make me feel so good,” she murmurs.
“That’s my job, Angel.” Picking up my pace, I add a third finger curling them to touch her sweet spot. She grabs on to my forearm for support as she rides my hand.
“Yes! Yes!” She chants over and over until she is shooting off like a rocket before my eyes.
“Look at me when you come.” I command. “I want to see those gorgeous pools of yellow on me.” Her eyes flutter open and are darkened with pleasure. Her thrusts begin to slow.
“Why don’t you get in here with me, Daddy?” She says seductively.
“Not right now, Angel. I came to tell you that dinner will be here soon.” She pouts but nods her head. I turn off the jets and retrieve a towel for her. She stands, waiting for me to wrap her up. Her eyes playfully dance with mine. I think she’s liking being cared for and I like being the one doing it. I want to take care of all her needs. Pampering and babying her bring me immense pleasure. I pull her out of the tub, placing her on the bath mat. She left her hair in a braid and tied it up so it wouldn’t get wet. “Are you feeling more relaxed?” I ask.
“Extremely. I could fall asleep right here,” she explains.
“Well, I’ve got to feed you first. Go ahead and get dressed. What do you think about dinner in bed? We can put on a movie if you like,” I suggest.
“That sounds great! I love that idea.” Before I can reply, the downstairs doorbell rings letting me know dinner has arrived. I have to go let them in the elevator so they can bring our meal up.
“That will be the food. I’ll be right back.” I kiss her forehead and jog out the door, down the stairs to the main level. I press the intercom and let them know they can use the elevator. The man comes to the door and I’m there waiting. I tip him extra for his troubles and close the door. Setting the bags down on the kitchen counter, I get out one large tray. I stuff it with the meal, napkins, and drinks. This is going to be a better night than it started out as. I have my girl, safe and sound, a delicious meal, and a bed to fool around in later. What could be better?
Chapter 26
Stormy
After I lotion up and get dressed, I hop in the bed and wait for Sebastian to bring dinner. A few minutes later, he strolls through the door with a large tray of what can only be described as a large feast. I think we could feed ten people with the amount of food he bought.
Sebastian sees me gawking at the tray, “I got some of everything. I didn’t know what you would want,” he remarks.
“That was sweet of you, but you didn’t have to buy the whole restaurant,” I laugh out.
“Don’t worry about it, we will just have leftovers for days.” I cringe at the thought of eating the same thing for days.
“I’m kidding. Here take this while I put on something more comfortable.” I take the tray and place it on the bed. Smelling all this food makes my stomach grumble. I glance over to Sebastian at the perfect time to see him sliding off his jeans. His ass should be framed. It’s the perfect round, muscular ass that you just want to take a bite out of. He sees me staring and heat flames my cheeks. “Like what you see, baby?” he asks. I just cover my eyes and nod my head. I can hear him laugh out and a second later the bed is dipping down with his weight. He scoots beside me and pulls my hands down, kissing them. “You don’t have to beembarrassed, Angel. I love that you find me attractive.”
“Attactive doesn’t even cut it, Sebastian. You could be a model. Even better an underwear model. Every girl would snatch that magazine up in a heartbeat,” I confess.
“I don’t want every girl to look at me like that. There is only one person that gets that privilege, and she is right beside me. Now, let’s dig in. What movie are we watching?” he asks as he takes a pair of chopsticks and breaks them apart.