I bite my bottom lip, knowing that I need to run from this room and not tempt or torture myself with being in the same room as a naked and wet Maddie. I rub a hand down my face and move closer to the tub and sit on the floor next to it. “How was your day?”
“Good. I missed you.” She leans forward and for a moment my heart stops, but I realize she just wants to kiss me. “I won’t…” she whispers. “Until you tell me you want to.” I nod in understanding and lean in and meet her lips. I hold her head in place as I find her tongue, kissing her like I haven’t seen her in weeks and not the seven hours we’ve been apart. When we pull apart there’s a smile on her face. “I love kissing you.”
A stab of guilt comes out of nowhere. It flares up from time to time. A voice that tells me that I’m fucked up and, worse, that I’m fucking up Maddie for this. That she’ll never be able to have a normal relationship when this is over. Or worse, that these daddy issues that she’s working through will never completely go away and she’ll end up with some guy twice as old as me. A pout finds her face and I can see the rejection creeping onto her skin so I push my guilty thoughts away and smile at her. “Kissing you has been the highlight of my day.”
I don’t know how long we’ve been talking, but the bubbles that had been hiding her body from view begin to disintegrate into the warm water. The bubbles are clearing and I’m beginning to see smooth skin under the clear water. “Maddie…” I turn away as the last of the bubbles surrounding her chest disappears.
“Do you have to go?” Her voice is quiet and shy and sexy as fuck and I feel the beast at the base of my throat dying to come out. I swallow, in an attempt to keep him at bay, but the second I open my mouth, the words fly out before I can stop them.
“No,” I growl before I turn to face her. “I want to see you.”
Her voice lights up. “You…you do?”
“Yes. Everything. I can’t touch you. But I can look. I can memorize every inch of your body and then later, when you rub that tight body against me, I can visualize you naked. I can picture that space between your thighs. Those pretty pink nipples. The curves of your perfect ass cheeks.”
She whimpers and shifts slightly, pushing the bubbles away from her and putting herself completely on display. The water has a slight film from the bubbles and her body wash, but I can still make out her curves. She spreads her legs under the water and all I can see is the dark slit between two creamy folds. She’s completely bare. I groan and let my head fall back, squeezing my eyes shut to sear the visual into my brain. In this moment, I would probably give my life to take one slow lick between her legs.
I grit my teeth shut, so the words don’t leave my mouth. The sounds of water sloshing make my eyes pop open just in time to see her stand in my tub, water running down her body in rivulets. I watch enthralled, my eyes unable to look away from the Goddess in front of me. I wanted to catch every drop of water that cascades down her slim body with my tongue. I want to see if she is wet between her legs with something other than water. I wanted to pull her nipples between my teeth to see if they’re hard. I wanted to run my finger between her ass cheeks and circle the rosebud there. I want it all, and I can’t have any of it. Saliva pools in my mouth and I swallow it down.
I stand up and grab the towel sitting on the sink. She reaches for it and I take a step back. “I just…need a second.”
“You can have all the seconds.” She purrs as she takes a step out of the tub and onto the floor. She takes a step closer, the water falling from her skin and I back up again. “Don’t you want to touch me?” Her bottom lip juts out.
“I shouldn’t.”
She looks down at her body and then at me, her eyes wanting approval that only my dick can give. “Do I look okay?”
“Okay? Maddie your body is insane. You’re so beautiful it fucking pains me to look at you and not touch you. My dick is so hard it could cut glass.”
She bites her lip and reaches for me. I drop the towel and her eyes watch it drop to the floor with a dull thud. “Can I see?”
“Maddie…”
“Just a peek. I won’t touch, I promise.”
I’ve been ogling her for the past five minutes, it’s only fair, right?
Her hands find my belt buckle and she rubs her hand along the leather and the metal before tugging it gently. “Wait,” I growl at her, my hands find her hips and before I can stop myself, I’ve sat her on my counter and she gasps when the cool marble hits her ass. “I can’t touch you when we’re both naked…so just give me a second.”
“Why not?”
“You know why not, Maddie.” I press my lips to her neck, my hands still planted firmly on her hips, and refusing to move an inch. I pepper kisses down her slender neck and chest before I move slightly down. I stop kissing, knowing that I am crossing into dangerous territory.
She squirms and whimpers as I reach her nipple and rub my nose against it. “What are you doing?”
“Memorizing your scent.” I move from her right to her left nipple, smelling the sweet vanilla on her skin. I could practically taste her sex that smelled of her body wash but also her wetness forming on her folds. “Part your legs, Maddie.”
“Are you going to touch me?”
“Not yet.”
“Then no because…I’m wet.” I look up at her just as I see the pink flooding her cheeks.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing. Like that doesn’t turn me the fuck on. Like I don’t want to lick up every drop.”
“Then why don’t you?”
I tell her, “Not now.”