Through hooded eyes, I looked up at her while she gazed down at me with a heady expression I recognized.
“Need me to eat anything while I’m down here?”
She smiled. “That smile is going to be the end of me.”
“Yeah, and your pussy.”
“My bath is getting cold.”
Only because I couldn’t fucking resist, I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked the slit of her pussy. I groaned when the tip of my tongue slightly touched her clit. She tasted like everything I ever wanted and didn’t think I could ever have.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth parted as if she couldn’t believe I’d just done that.
“Trust me, baby—I want nothing more than to put your pretty pink pussy on my face, but right now, I only get a taste. Get in that bubble bath before I change my mind, Sage, and have you come in my mouth instead.”
She hesitated, and I didn’t resist. I spanked her ass, causing her to yelp.
“Be my good girl, sweetness, and listen, or I’ll have no mercy on you in a second.”
On unsteady legs, Sage did as she was told, and I took the opportunity to take in her delicious ass. She was curvy in all the right places with an hourglass figure that most women would kill for. I for one couldn’t wait to ravish her body from here to Kingdom Come.
Once she was sitting in the tub, I let her do her thing, giving her the privacy she said she didn’t have on our flight. After about thirty minutes, I got antsy and impatient, deciding that it was time to give her a happy ending. I strode into the bathroom with the determination of a man possessed, and in a way, I was.
Coming up behind her in the tub, I sat on the edge with her back to my front. She was wearing her ear pods, listening to music, and didn’t hear me come in. Her eyes were shut, her lips puckered, her skin slightly flush from the hot water. The bubbles and jets blocked my view of her perfect body.
Although, I could still see the top of her tits. My cock was rock hard, straining against my swim trunks. Begging to be set free, except this wasn’t about me.
This was all about her.
The last time I had my hands on her, it didn’t turn out as I’d hoped, and I wanted to make it up to her.
Careful not to disturb her sanctuary, laying there in a bubble bath made for a queen, I set my legs beside her body and placed hers in between mine.
Not wanting to startle her, I pulled out her left ear pod. “It’s me, sweetness.”
She peered up at me with the biggest smile on her face. “Are you joining me now?”
I shook my head. “Close your eyes.”
“What are you planning in that head of yours?”
“Close your eyes, and you’ll find out.”
After a couple of seconds of her questioning eyes, she shut them.
“So tell me, Sage. Other than the allergic reaction I gave you last week, when was the last time you were touched?”
“What?” she replied, taken aback.
“Kissed? Loved on? When was the last time someone made you come?”
She lowered her eyebrows in a contemplating gesture.
I grinned. “That long, huh?”
“I’m not having this conversation with you.”
“Great, seeing as I don’t plan on talking about other men when I’m with you. Let me give you what you need,” I paused, allowing my words to linger and then drawled, “I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing using your battery-operated boyfriend and how the Energizer Bunny doesn’t have shit on your man.”
Her eyes immediately opened. “What?”
“Did I stutter?”
“Ashton, did you just say you’re my man? You can’t just—”
“I can’t? Tell me, sweetness, what else can’t I do?”
My hand slid down her body into her bubble bath until it was where I wanted it to be the most.
“Okay, but only because you asked so nicely.”
For the first time in my life, I was touching a woman who felt like she’d belonged to me from the moment I’d laid eyes on her eight years ago. My touch made her shutter. The feel of my fingers made her lips part.
“No Band-Aid this time.”
She smirked, and it lit up her entire face. “You make me laugh.”
“I’m also going to make you come. But tell me first, if you’re allergic to latex how do you—”
“I’m on the pill.”
I jerked back, not liking her response.
“You know there are more reasons to take birth control than—”
“I’m not concerned with anyone else’s reasons but yours.”
“I’ve never had unprotected sex, and I carry around latex-free condoms. To answer your question, I don’t have sex that often. I don’t like answering questions like the ones you’re asking me. Besides, who wants to sleep with the girl who carries around latex-free condoms?”