Taste of sin 33

Book:Red Hot Published:2024-6-4

Lucien. Why is he here? Oh god, I’m completely naked!
“Lucien…? Do you need something?” I asked in a small quivering voice as I tried to hide my body deeper into the water and foam. Conscious that I’m not the only one lacking clothing, Lucien was naked except for the white towel he has wrapped around his waist. This is not good, he might not be thinking anything along those lines but I am starting to feel … His body is beautiful, his skin white and smooth like marble. His whole body muscular and firm, his biceps, his chest, his six packs. The hair starting at the base of his stomach and trailing down to his … Our eyes were still locked and silence hung in the air.
“I do,” Lucien finally replied as he walked slowly over to the bathtub. He’s getting closer and closer. What is he going to do? I wondered.
Lucien came right to the edge of the bathtub before crouching down so his face was at my level. He kept on staring into my eyes and it was making me even more nervous. I hugged my legs to my chest protectively.
“You said you were feeling a bit sick and tired. Are you feeling better?” Lucien asked as he dipped one arm into the water.
“Yes, I took a nap and now I’m feeling much better. You don’t need to worry,” I replied mustering up a smile. You can leave now, Lucien.
“I see. I’m happy to hear it,” Lucien replied softly. His voice was low, his spirits seemed low as well. He was no longer looking at me but down into the foamy water where his hand played with the warm water and bubbles. He seemed depress and very stressed out, I was starting to worry about him. He always worries about me but never complains or shows me his weaknesses.
“Are you feeling down? Is there something I can help you with?” I asked with worry in my voice. Afterall, he did tell me that he needed something when he came in.
“Give me your hand,” He instructed and I complied, stretching out my hand to him. He took my hand in his and kissed the palm of my hand softly. I soft gasp escaped my lips at the shock of what he just did. Lucien did not stop as he flipped my small hand in his larger one and kissed the back of my hand. His lips and breath are so warm even against my warm skin. Then he placed my open hand against his right cheek as he leaned his face into my palm and closed his eyes.
“Lucien…” I didn’t know what to say to him. Whatever it was that was bothering him must be worst than I can possibly imagine. I have never seen him like this before in our ten years living together. He looked like a wounded beast that needed comforting. Strange but very adorable at the same time.
I wanted to help him in anyway that I can. I wasn’t sure what was troubling him but I could sort of guess that it probably had something to do with the business he had with the elders. He has to visit the elders at least once a month and whenever he came back, he would seem a bit down. Perhaps this is one of those episodes but just way worst than ever before this time around. I wish he would confide in me but I’ve never pressured him to tell me anything he didn’t want to.
While those thoughts were running through my head, Lucien had let go of my hand and has stood up. He is leaving? Already? I wasn’t sure if I was happy or disappointed at the thought of him leaving. I never got to find out because the next moment, he was getting into the bathtub with me!
The bathtub was too small for the two of us, considering that Lucien is tall and big. After some awkward splashing and spilling of warm water and foam, Lucien was sitting with me on the opposite end of the bathtub.
“Lucien … what are you doing?!” I asked in panic. Wrapping my hands consciously around my breasts. What has gotten into him? This is not normal. In all our ten years living together, we never showered or bath together. I was old enough to do that by myself already even when we first met.
“Natalia, I want you to wash my back for me … please?” he pleaded as he turned his naked muscular back towards me. What is going on here? How am I supposed to refuse him when he pleads like that? I thought while grabbing a sponge to start washing his back. I placed my hand on his well-toned back feeling his body heat against my palm before rubbing the sponge on his back with the other hand.
Lucien made satisfying sounds as I continued to wash his back. This situation is so weird but the atmosphere seemed to have calmed down and most importantly, Lucien seems to be enjoying himself now. If all it takes to relax him is a back rub, I can probably do this much for him, right? Being both naked in the bathtub together with Lucien is so unreal. My body has been feeling hotter and hotter and I guess it isn’t from the warm water.
After a while of washing his back, Lucien turned around while reaching out to grab both of my wrists in his hands. My body froze as he locked his emerald green eyes with mine. Oh no, he can see my breasts! Without my hands to cover them, both my naked breasts are exposed to his sight. His eyes rove down from my face to feast on my tits and I felt my nipples harden. Slowly he moved his face closer and closer to mine, I closed my eyes half in fear and half in anticipation. I felt his hot breath on my ear as he whispered to me, “Let me wash your back, Natalia.”
I opened my eyes to see him grinning at me. I never knew Lucien could be such a tease. He used the sponge to gently wash my back in circular motions. It feels good and I felt my body beginning to relax. I felt his hand on my naked back stroking from my shoulder blade and sliding down slowly until he reached my waist. I let out a small yelp when his hands circled my waist to touch my belly. I unwillingly let out a soft moan.
“Does it feel good?” Lucien asked in a seductive whisper so close to my ear. I felt his body moving closer so that his chest was almost touching my naked back. I could feel his body heat against my back and I felt a stir of desire building in my lower stomach and then finally in between my legs.
” … Yes,” I replied in a weak and shy voice. I was so embarrassed, getting turned on like this by my stepfather. He must think that I’m so dirty while he probably doesn’t think of me that way. What should I do? I’m getting so turned on by him.