Narrowing my eyes, I said, “I know what you’re trying to do.”
“I’m just trying to give you a massage, Nell.” He tried to look innocent while his hand travelled further up my leg but it didn’t work. His eyes were too dark, too hungry and gave away his true motives.
I almost clamped my legs together as he reached the top of my thigh but I just couldn’t. Gripping the side of the bath with both hands, I panted, feeling needy and starved of sex even though it had only been about thirty minutes since the last time.
He proved, once again, that he was the Tongue King.
Damon
I hadn’t had a bath since I was a kid. Relaxing in hot water was a waste of time, I preferred to stand under a shower and get it over with. But Nell had completely changed my opinion. Who could hate baths when a stunning girl was at the opposite end? Especially when you could get your mouth on her.
She stood naked in front of the mirror brushing her black hair. The ends reached the curve at the small of her back when it was wet. My eyes travelled down further to that gap and I took a sharp intake of breath.
Her eyebrow lifted in the mirror. “Enjoying the view?”
I leant against the doorframe and folded my arms. “Very much. Hey, can you bend down and pick up that towel?”
Laughing, she shook her head and put the brush down. “Now why would I do that? We’re supposed to put them on the floor when we want housekeeping to change them.”
“Do we need new towels after one use? I don’t think we’re being very environmentally friendly,” I replied.
“Damon,” she said. “We have to go in about two minutes and neither of us are dressed. You got my hair wet with all your splashing around so go and get ready and I’ll do as much bending over as you want later.” I watched in amusement as her eyes widened and she spun around. “Not like that! You know I don’t like that.”
“No, I know you think you don’t like it.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You’ve never even done it.”
“But I’m not saying it’s not my thing. I’d do anything with and to you.”
“Suck my toes?”
Smirking, I shrugged one shoulder. “Sure.”
She pointed and then waved her hand frantically. “You’re weird. Go get dressed!”
I left her to it and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I was ready just as she’d finished doing her hair. She strutted into the room and walked over to her suitcase, picking an outfit. My heart hammered harder every second I watched her slip into skinny black jeans and a hot pink knitted jumper. Even the simplest of outfits looked amazing on her. I loved her casual. To be fair I just plain loved her.
“Okay,” she said. “Let’s go, we’re late.”
Standing up, I replied, “I’ve been ready for–”
“Yes, alright, alright!” Reaching out she grabbed my hand and her fingers slipped seamlessly between mine. I swiped the key card off the side and we walked to the lift.
Nell pressed the button and turned around to face me, her hand still firmly wrapped around mine. She pressed her body up to my chest, and I licked my lips. “Are you trying to get me to pick you up and carry you back to our suite?”
I ran my free hand down her side, around to her back and pulled her even closer. Her breasts pressed against my chest. This wasn’t a good idea. I wanted her badly. No matter how many times I had her, I always wanted more. She was an addiction that I didn’t want to break.
The door behind her slid open, she let got of my hand, gripped my t-shirt and pulled me inside. I also loved it when she took charge. “As mind-blowing as that sounds,” she said, pressing the button for the ground floor, “we have somewhere to be.”
Groaning, I pressed my forehead against hers. The harder I fell for her the more I wanted her to myself. Sometimes I just wanted to shut the whole world out so we could be together without any distractions.
We stopped on the floor below and other’s got in. I didn’t take my eyes off her.
“Fine but you’re staying at mine tomorrow night.”
She shrugged like it was no big deal and replied, “Alright.”
It was a big deal. The amount of time we spent together – at each other’s places – was more than casual. Nell was either in denial or completely ignorant about it.
There were three other people with us so I couldn’t do all of the things to her that I wanted. Instead I watched her try to ignore me watching her. It was fun. She kept her eyes ahead, occasionally returning a smile with the old woman standing next to her.
I meant to just piss her off a bit but I couldn’t look away. Nell was everything I wanted and a whole lot more. She turned to gaze at me, narrowing her eyes for a second, telling me to stop. I couldn’t. I didn’t even want to.