My eyes dipped, taking her in from head to toe. “Mmm, don’t look broken to me.” I let go of one of her hands and cupped my dick, adjusting the beast through my basketball shorts. Adrianna’s eyes zeroed in on my crotch and her lips parted slightly as she hissed.
I took advantage of her silence and let my eyes wander over her. She was dressed in loose sweat pants, different from the outfit she wore yesterday and she had on a tight fitted zippered hoody. I wanted to tug the zipper down the front of her shirt with my fucking teeth and devour her. If she came here for a fight I’d give her one, as long she was naked and on top of my bed, spread out and ready for it.
I pulled her inside my apartment and kicked the door close before pulling her by the hand towards my bathroom.
“What do you think you’re doing?” She asked.
“I’m going to make you feel better.”
“I didn’t come here for that.”
“Like hell you didn’t, Reese’s.”
I glanced over my shoulder at her for the first time since I led her away from my front door. “Take your clothes off,” I ordered, before I turned away from her and bent down to twist the knobs on the bath tub and drew her a warm bath. I reached underneath the sink and grabbed a box of Epsom salt to add to the tub. Once the tub was full, I turned around and found her leaning against the bathroom door naked, a gleam in her eye. She padded towards me, her eyes never leaving mine as she dipped one foot into the tub and then the next.
She slowly sank into the tub, wincing as her body folded into it, all aches and pains from her work out yesterday. The water was crystal clear and my eyes couldn’t help but watch as she straightened her legs in the water slowly. She was settled into the tub, as comfortable as she would get, before she lifted her eyes back to mine. Her breasts sitting just above water level.
“Soak in there for about forty minutes,” I said gruffly, her nipples hardening under my stare.
“Don’t leave.” She whispered.
“Five minutes ago you were punching me now you want me to stay?” I asked, as she completely stripped me of my resistance and pulled the clip out of her hair, letting the brown waves fall around her shoulders just shy of covering her tits.
“You make it sound like it’s something new with us,” she questioned cocking her head to the side, pausing for a moment before she softly continued. “No one plays this game better than you and I. I push, you pull, I push a little harder, you give in and then it’s your turn to push and you keep pushing until you think I’m done pushing you back,” she continued shrugging her shoulders as she spoke. “And then we start all over again.”
I gave in just like she knew I would and put the toilet seat down, sat down and rubbed my hands over my face.
“We’re pretty predictable.”
“Yeah,” she whispered, slipping further under the water her hands were all over her own body, making me fucking jealous that they weren’t mine. “You always give in eventually,” she persisted before pausing for a beat. “Even back then when I was just a girl, you still gave into me, how come?”
“You’re easy on the eyes,” I explained, winking at her then straightening up and staring into her eyes.
“Yeah but I was younger than you, so much less experienced than you … I often wondered why you even bothered.”
“You’re confident,” I started. “Whether you were younger or less experienced never mattered because I knew a confident woman could be taught all the things she wasn’t experienced in. You weren’t insecure which made you easy to mold, easy for you to learn all the things you hadn’t yet tried.”
She laughed slightly. “So you’re taking credit for how good I am in bed?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” I grinned.
“I suppose you may have taught me a thing or two,” she countered, her hand traveling between her breasts, down her stomach and pausing right at her navel.
“Like what?” I asked, knowing I was a goner.
“Well you taught me not to be shy about touching myself for one thing,” Her knees bent and her legs spread just as her fingers moved towards her bare pussy. “And that I can get off with you watching as I stick my fingers inside of me as well as if it was your cock in me.”
“Not the same thing, Reese’s,” I said roughly, my eyes hooded as they focused on her fingers that slid between her folds, finding her clit. She closed her eyes as she applied pressure with her thumb to her sensitive spot.