HIRAM’S POV:
I sit on the edge of the bed for a moment, her scent lingering in the air, taunting me. My body hums with frustration and longing, thinking of the fact I have to let her go. I want more of her, but her safety matters first. As the ghost of her lips burns against mine, I push myself up with a groan, making my way to the bathroom like I have no mind of my own.
The sound of running water greets me as I open the door, and I see her standing naked in front of the mirror. Her fingers toy with her hair, twisting it into a loose knot. As I appreciate the curves of her body, she glances at me briefly.
“Do you need something?” she asks, continuing with her hair.
“Maybe.” A smirk hangs on my lips as I step into the room.
I move to the oversized tub, turning the knobs to adjust the temperature. Steam curls upward, filling the space with warmth as the water begins to rise. Then I walk toward her, pulling her close to me, allowing her back to rest on my chest as my hands trail down the curve of her core. She slaps my hand gently, turning around to face me, allowing me to take in the sight of her perky tits and her nipples shooting forward.
“You can have me in the water,” she says, and I chuckle, leaning in to kiss her cheek.
“I’ll make sure it’s perfect for you,” I murmur as my lips trail down her neck before she pushes me off.
“God, you are so horny!” she exclaims.
“And you are sexy.” I shrug, pulling away from her to check the water.
I pour a few drops of lavender oil into the water, then I watch as the fragrance mingles with the steam.
“It is ready,” I say to her. She walks over to me, making everything in the room a blur as my eyes focus on her body. I take her hand, guiding her toward the tub, trailing my fingers down her arm.
“After you,” I say as I gesture toward the steaming water, and I watch her as she slowly steps into the tub, sinking into the water with a sigh as the warmth hits her skin. Her hair darkens as it soaks into the water, spreading out like silk around her shoulders. She tilts her head back, the wet strands falling against her back, making it difficult to tear my eyes away.
“Are you getting in or what?” she asks, and I strip off my shirt without hesitating.
Her eyes follow my movements, and her lips part slightly as I step into the tub naked, the heat engulfing me as I settle behind her. The water swirls around us, but it’s the feel of her butt against me that sends my pulse into overdrive.
My hands skim over her shoulders, then down her arms, exploring every inch of her exposed skin. Her head rests against my chest, and she tilts her face up to look at me.
“This is nice,” she whispers, her lips curling into a smile.
I lean down, brushing my lips against her ear. “Anything for you,” I murmur, my hands trailing lower beneath the water, finding their way around her thighs.
Her soft gasp as my hands find her thighs is everything I didn’t know I needed to hear. The water ripples around us as my fingers explore her warm and smooth skin. She shifts slightly, pressing her back more firmly against my chest, her breathing hitching when I let my lips brush along her neck. My hands glide upward, fingers spreading to cup her breasts beneath the water. Her nipples are taut against my palms, and she arches into my touch, her hands gripping my thighs as if she needs something to ground her.
My hands instinctively find her waist, pulling her closer, allowing my cock to come in contact with her skin, but she stops me with a playful laugh, glancing at me over her shoulder.
“Let me,” she whispers in that sultry tone that sends a shiver straight through me, letting me obey her like I have no mind of my own.
Her body moves against mine, her back arching slightly as she sits on my length, letting her butt graze my skin. My grip tightens on her hips, a groan slipping from my lips. She rocks against me, slow and torturous.
“god, you’re wicked,” I murmur, leaning forward to press a kiss to the curve of her shoulder.
“And you love it,” she counters, and I groan, burying my face in her neck.
Her hands slide over my thighs beneath the water. She leans forward slightly, giving me a perfect view of her wet hair cascading down her back, the curve of her waist, and the way her body moves so naturally in sync with mine. My hands trail from her hips up her sides, tracing the lines of her body, but she reaches back, grabbing one of my hands and guiding it lower.
“Here,” she says, breathless, as she presses my hand between her thighs, allowing it to rest on her clit.
I tease her, circling slowly, and she moans, her head falling back against my shoulder. Her hips grind against my hand, seeking more, and I wrap my arm around her, grounding her. She grabs my thighs as I pound into her gently while my thumb works her clit.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” I whisper against her ear.
Her breath catches, and she bites her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she rides me gracefully. The water splashes softly around us, her movements growing faster, more desperate as I work her toward the edge. She reaches back, her fingers tangling in my hair, tugging lightly as her moans grow louder.
“Hiram,” she gasps, her body trembling against mine, and I know she’s close.
I release her waist, gliding my hand upward, rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her release hits her hard, her cries echoing in the room as her core clenches around my cock. I don’t stop, rather I draw out her pleasure, reveling in the way she comes undone in my arms.
With her body still under mine, she turns her head, allowing her lips to brush mine in a lazy, satisfied kiss. She doesn’t let me catch my breath.
She sinks down onto me, her body taking me in inch by agonizing inch. My hands grip her hips, my head falling back as she begins to move, slow and deliberate at first, then faster. The way she takes control is intoxicating, and I let her, matching her rhythm as she rides me, her body moving like it was made for me. The water ripples and splashes around us, but all I can focus on is her, the way she feels, the sounds she makes, and the sheer perfection of this moment.
Her name falls from my lips like a prayer as the pleasure builds, her movements driving us both closer to the edge. In no time, her cries ring out again, and this time I follow her, letting out a guttural moan as my release hits me like a tidal wave. I lift her slightly just in time for my release.
As the last tremors subside, she leans back against me. I press a kiss to her damp shoulder, my hands trailing lazily along her thighs.
“You’re incredible,” I murmur.
She tilts her head to look at me, her lips curving into a smug smile. “I know.”
I laugh, pulling her closer. “Cocky much?”
“Only because you let me be.” She winks, sinking further into my embrace.