“What’s that?” Wes asked, his other leg coming up to caress my own. I could feel his big toe stroking the inside of my thigh, just a few inches from my *, and it felt so good that I had to bite my lip.
“You have the heart I want,” I replied, letting my leg drop and moving across the tub. “You have the mind I want, you have the soul I want, and most of all, you already have my heart. So you relax, Wesley Brandt, I’m already yours.”
We kissed in the scented water, and it was the softest, most sensuous kiss I’ve ever had. I was tempted to let it go further, but instead I turned around, letting him access my back, and settled in between his legs. I could feel his cock twitch, but he kept his composure remarkably well. “Now, after all that stress of a television appearance and an airplane flight and everything else, I was thinking I could go for a back massage.”
“As you wish, my love,” Wes replied, his words sending shivers up and down my spine. “Tell me if I’m too rough.”
Starting with the outside of my shoulders, Wes’s strong hands took away all my muscular tension, replacing it with a deeper, more delicious tension in my stomach and nether region. When his thumbs rubbed over my spine, I arched my back, leaning into him and sighing in pleasure. “I love you, Wesley Brandt.”
“I love you too, Robin Collins,” Wes whispered in my ear. His hands came around to massage my breasts, his lips brushing against my ear and neck. With a chuckle in my ear, his fingers rubbed over my nipples, and I gasped, electricity running through my body. “And I love that your breasts are so sensitive. In fact, I was planning on feasting on your breasts with my lips and tongue for hours tonight, until you are nothing but a puddle of satisfied jelly on the bed.”
“Why not here?” I moaned, my breasts tingling and my * fluttering from his fingers rolling and playing with my nipples. “It feels so good.”
“I didn’t say you weren’t going to come in the bath,” Wes teased, pausing to lick my earlobe and nibbling on my neck. “But who said I’m just going to stop here? Besides, I can’t turn you into jelly here in the bath, you’d run down the drain.”
Wes’s joke combined with his erotic touches to leave me breathless, caught between a laugh and a moan. In the end, the moan won out when Wes pinched my right nipple, my body quivering and on the edge. “Please, Wes, make me come.”
Wes pinched my other nipple and kissed my neck in that special spot he had found that was almost as good as my breasts. The three points came together somewhere in my chest, their energies shooting throughout my body. My toes curled, and my fingers clamped on Wes’s thigh, squeezing tightly as the orgasm tore through me. I stared up at the ceiling while Wes whispered in my ear, his long fingers continuing to massage and tease my breasts until I came down with a long, shuddering cry of pleasure.
Wes
I meant it as I whispered to Robin that I loved her. I mean, I’d said it before, but that time meant so much more than what I said in words. Even then I was considering how to broach the subject of making our relationship permanent to Robin, although before I could say anything, she turned in the tub, kneeling and leaning forward to kiss me.
“Now, let me do something for you,” she said, reaching under the water and taking my cock in her hand. The soft touch of her hand felt wonderful, and my already mostly hard cock went steely in only a second. “Up on the edge of the tub.”
I smiled in anticipation of what was coming next. I’ve always been one to enjoy a good blowjob. Rising out of the scented bath, I watched as she first used a cup on the edge of the tub to rinse any of the bubble bath away with her left hand while her right hand slowly pumped my shaft. “I didn’t do this in Canada because I insist on you being nice and clean,” she said, looking me in the eyes.
“I understand, and I feel the same way,” I whispered, my eyes bugging out when her tongue came out to lick the underside of my shaft. Her long tongue slithered over every inch of my cock, finding the little areas that felt better before tickling them with the tip of her tongue. She never even touched the head of my cock, and I was already oozing precum, it felt so damn good. “Robin, if you don’t stop, I’m going to come.”