Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
He kissed her until the water got so high in the tub that his elbow suddenly got wet. That was what shocked him back into the present.
Aria giggled while he turned off the water. Her eyes were dancing. Her cheeks were red. Her lips were swollen. And he’d never been more happy in his life.
Chapter Eight
“Do you think I’m weird?” she asked him as he fiddled with the stopper in the bottom of the tub to let out some of the water.
“Nope. I think you’re mine.”
She shivered from head to toe, and then she giggled. “That’s not an answer. Those two things aren’t mutually exclusive. I could be weird and be yours,” she pointed out.
He chuckled. “You had a very odd boyfriend in college, Little one. But that doesn’t reflect on you. I’m glad it didn’t work out. How could it? You had to be free so you could come into Blaze the other night and sit down at my bar.”
Her smile warmed his entire body, and his cock had never been harder. The thought that the odd man she’d dated hadn’t really seen her naked or touched her in a way she would enjoy made him feel kind of smug. She would never feel like that with him.
Cameron reached for her pert breast with one hand, cupped it, and stroked his thumb over the nipple.
She arched for him and grabbed the sides of the tub, her mouth falling open, her breaths coming fast.
“He never did this to you?”
She shook her head.
“Did he stroke your clit or reach his fingers into your pussy?” He knew the answer. He just wanted to hear her say it.
“No, Daddy.”
Cameron pinched her nipple and leaned forward to suck it into his mouth.
Aria arched farther and gasped as one hand came to the back of his head. She threaded her fingers into his hair. “Cameron…”
His name was music coming from her lust-filled voice.
When he released her breast with a soft pop, he kept his face inches from hers. “This bath is going to be better than any sex you’ve ever had, Little one, and I’m not even going to take my clothes off.”
Her smile spread. “Okay, Daddy.”
Cameron leaned back, grabbed a washcloth, dipped it into the water, and poured her floral-scented liquid soap on it. He did so slowly, loving the way she was panting and watching him. Anticipation was the most important part of foreplay, and his girl was desperately in need of good foreplay.
He started with her fingers and moved up her arm, taking his time, watching the way her cheeks and chest turned pink. After lowering the second arm, he switched to her legs, massaging her feet until she was gripping the edge of the tub so hard her knuckles turned white.
When he reached her upper thighs, he stopped, rose, and leaned over to wash her back. Aria was so aroused he thought she might come before he touched her pussy. She’d come so prettily for him earlier. He wished he’d known then that it had been the first orgasm she’d had with a man.
No wonder she had frozen over his lap when he’d pulled her panties down. What a fool the boyfriend was to miss that she was so responsive! Now she was starving for this sort of affection and affirmation that she was loveable and desirable. Cameron would enjoy teaching her what lovemaking could be.
Sliding the wet cloth over her skin, he moved to her tummy next and then higher, lingering as he rubbed her breasts, back and forth, washing each of them several times. Her nipples were hard points, her mouth was hanging open, and her breaths were shallow.
“Spread your legs for Daddy, Little one.”
She instantly parted her thighs for him, and her bottom came clear off the tub when he stroked through her folds. He dropped the washcloth and used his fingers, gliding the tips between her labia before circling her clit. Savoring the feel of her body, Cameron looked forward to a time he’d reveal all her charms to his eyes without the water to cloud his view. With one last thought about the stupidity of young men, he pushed the thought of her boyfriend from his mind. He’d make sure to erase the memories from hers as well.
“I can feel it coming, Daddy,” she whispered as she froze in place.
“What, Aria? Good feelings?”
“The best…”
Her breath sped up, and she squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand between them. A deep moan spilled from her lips as her body shook subtly, rippling the water around her.
“That’s my Little girl,” he said softly, and brushed her hair away from her sweaty face with his free hand.
“So good,” she sighed as she slumped against the back of the tub.
Cameron gave her a few seconds to recover before unhurriedly finishing her bath. He loved how she allowed him to take care of her as she lolled in the tub completely relaxed. When she opened her eyes to look into his, Cameron felt their connection strengthen and click into place.