I stayed down there in the basement, wearing myself down until at least eight thirty, and by the time I came upstairs to the kitchen to get a drink, I heard water running from somewhere in the house. I followed the sound to the second floor, my room, and after opening the door to my personal bathroom, I saw Greer sinking herself into a cloud of bubbles. She’d made herself a bubble bath, her little face twisted up as she dunked herself in, and I propped a shoulder against the door frame, enjoying the view.
Jesus, she was flawless.
Her perfect tits hovered beneath the water, a snatch I knew to be perfect and unshaven even deeper beneath. She spun around in the heat of the bath, trying to get herself comfortable, and the way her white blond hair dripped water down her back, I wanted to twist it up around my first and rail into her from behind. She was fucking beautiful. Like stated, flawless and I cleared my throat.
She jumped right away, spinning back around, and I grinned.
“Sore?” I asked. She’d looked almost achy as she’d gotten herself in, and when she eased back against the tub, the same.
Shrugging, she glanced over my sweaty frame, my tank drenched to my abs, then down to my more than ready cock. I guess he’d gotten a little excited at the flash of her pussy and supple ass as she’d lowered her inside the bath. I kicked away from the wall. “You’re sore? We didn’t go that hard last night.”
I could have taken her harder, filled all her holes clear into the morning, but I thought I’d lose myself. This girl continued to mind-fuck me, last night no exception.
“I wouldn’t know,” she said before spinning, shy and meek as she put her back to me. She hugged her legs, staring out the window into the woods, and it took me all of about two seconds to realize what she was talking about. I’d told her we hadn’t gone that hard, and she’d said she didn’t know another way.
Fuck.
The curse left my lips as I scrubbed into my hair, and she peered over her shoulder at me when I crossed the room. “Move over. I’m getting in.”
Her eyes launched wide immediately, so fucking shy now. She covered herself. “I’m really sore.”
“I know.” I gripped the tub, hunkering down. “I promise no sex. I just going to help you wash.”
Had I had any idea this girl hadn’t been touched before I wouldn’t have nearly been so heavy handed. I mean, we still would have been together but not like that.
A flash of stark white lashes, and I wasn’t sure she quite trusted me. I guessed I couldn’t blame her. I’d given her more than one reason not to in the past, but in the end, she did move over to the other side of the tub. It was a large tub, had to be to accommodate my ass, and though I didn’t take baths often, it was nice after a long work out. The Jacuzzi setting fucking rocked, and I turned it on, making Greer jump a little from the tub walls. I removed my shoes and socks before tugging my shorts down, completely commando underneath.
Greer’s little eyes flittered away like she’d just seen a cock, and I all out floored myself that I hadn’t noticed she was a virgin before. I supposed that night when I fingered her I hadn’t really felt any resistance. She’d obviously pleasured herself before because she hadn’t been tight last night at all.
I got inside the bath, and only after did she turn herself around, the warmth good on my sore muscles too. I’d worked them to hell downstairs. “Come to me. I’ll wash you.”
Timid, she eased over, only letting her arms go after she lowered herself further in the bath. Even with the bubbles I could still see her tits. She frowned. “Why do you want to? You care? You weren’t even here when I woke up.”
I cared more than she ever knew, this girl so far in my head. “Just let me, okay? I’ll go light. It won’t hurt.”
I knew how to take care of a girl if I need to, make her feel good, and I really wanted to try here. Try here with her.
“You should have told me,” I said to her, getting a washcloth and sinking it down. I got it nice and drenched before tugging her over to me. “I would have been different with you. More gentle.”
Like… this, my hand nudging at her legs until she opened them, let me push between them and I did, my touch slick and smooth between her legs. My presence there caused her to gasp, but she didn’t pull away. If anything, she wanted me nearer, her hands grabbing my shoulders as I worked the towel gently over and slightly in.
“Feels good?” My voice gruff, my finger escaped and touched her clit. It took all I had not to do anymore.
Her nod was quick, my cock hardening as the rag left my hand and my digits fingered her opening. Greer held onto me for dear life when I did this, and hugging me, she came full onto my lap. A sea of blond hair drowned me as she braced me close and buried her face in my neck.
The rumble rolled in my chest. “You’re testing me, Greer.”
“Testing you?”
I nodded, letting my finger slide and push back to her ass. Her arms hugged me like her favorite toy, her ass rising above my finger. I grinned. “I take it you’ve never had your ass played with either?”
“No.” The gasp escaped her as she pulled away, staring at me in mock horror.
Chuckling, I removed my fingers from the area and hugged her to me. “Relax. I wouldn’t do that unless you were ready. We’d need to open you up a little, use toys?” Her virgin ass would never fit my cock and settling down, she appeared relieved.
“Well, I’ve never done that. Any of that.” Her face filled with color, and rolling her eyes, she looked at anything but me. “And why should I have told you? Like you’d have been more gentle.”