Page 54 of Cain

“Then that’s what you’ll do. Anything special about it?” he asks while stepping back, making me pout from the lost contact.

“You’ll get your cuddles, hellcat. I wouldn’t want to wake the demon.” He winks before taking off upstairs, not giving me the chance to respond. I finished up in the kitchen before following behind him.

I stop dead when I see what Cain is holding in his hand, just staring at it like he didn’t even know such a thing existed. I don’t even know what to say. I can feel my face growing warmer with every passing second.

“I was looking for some bubble bath for you when I found this.” Cain snickers as he turns to face me. I can tell he’s trying not to laugh. The fucker.

“You mean a bath bomb?” I ask innocently.

“It’s a dick, Evan. You have a bath bomb shaped like a dick.”

“They’re organic and made with essential oils. My skin feels amazing afterward.” Don’t say it. Please don’t say it.

“I got the real thing that will get the jobs done.” He said it.

“Jobs?”

“Job one is making you come so hard around my cock that you can’t walk for a week. Job two is coming all over those fucking tits and massaging it in, making your skin softer than this purple glitter dick will.”

Oh my fucking god.

Is he jealous of a bath bomb? My mind is telling me that’s a fucking weird thing to be jealous of, but my inner walls just let out a little spasm at the thought. If you had told me this was in my future, I would have told you that you were high.

“Jealous of your competition?” I taunt.

“Absolutely fucking not. Clothes off babe.” Bossy Cain is back as he tosses the dick in the water.

“So bossy.” I smirk while pulling my shirt over my head. I don’t miss the way Cain’s eyes flare as they immediately go to my tits. “See something you like?”

He growls while eating up the space between us. His hand reaches around my back and unhooks my black bra. “I see a lot of something that I like.” His thumb swipes over one of my nipples, making it harden under his touch. “But this, right now, isn’t about that. Now, don’t make me ask again, hellcat. Take off your clothes and get in the fucking tub.”

“Are you joining me?”

“Do you want me to?”

I duck my head, trying to hide the flush in my cheeks from the intimacy. “Yeah.”

“Don’t do that,” Cain says, coming up behind me where I’m standing at the foot of the tub.

“Don’t do what?” My brow furrows.

“Hide from me. If we’re doing this, then we’re fucking doing it, Evangeline. I want all of it. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Everything you’re willing to give and everything you’re not.”

“I want that too,” I whisper, trying to contain yet another set of tears trying to stream free. If you had asked me a month ago if I was a crier, I would have laughed in your face. But Cain is making me do something that no one has done in a long time—something that I thought I had tucked away, sealed in a box, and put a padlock on.

He’s making me feel.

“Then get in the tub, baby,” Cain says just as softly before he steps in and settles his back against the end of the tub.

I lift my leg up, sticking a toe in first to test the water; the fizzy, soft bubbles feel so calm against my skin. I can’t have it scalding, but I also can’t have it lukewarm. It just ends up feeling cold. He made it the perfect temperature for someone who has never drawn a bath.

Climbing the rest of the way in, I lower myself into Cain’s lap. His arms instantly go around me, pulling my back flush against his chest. I lean my head back, resting it on his broad shoulder. I let out a long, soft sigh. “This is nice. Thank you.”

“No need to thank me, babe. If you’re relaxed, then I’m relaxed,” he says as he starts to massage my neck, working his way over my shoulders.

I let out a soft moan as I roll my neck around, trying to give him better access. This is all so new for me—bathing with a man and sex not being the end goal. Now that I think about it, I’ve never bathed with a man, especially not with a penis-shaped bath bomb. This is all about the connection. The emotional intimacy. The feeling of each other.

“Feeling better?”

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