Page 36 of The Life We Left Behind

She barked out a laugh, taking herself by surprise nearly as much as me. “And just how does this patented technique work?”

“Well, it involves soap and the use of one’s hands.”

“Hmmm, very modern. I can see why you’d need to patent it.”

“It’s been a legal nightmare,” I added seriously. “You won’t believe the amount of people who keep trying to steal it.”

“The horror!”

I grabbed the soap from the side and lathered it up between my hands before I silently picked up one of Delaney’s arms and ran the suds across her skin. My cock hardened in response, and I shifted, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. This was about looking after Delaney. It wasn’t an excuse to fuck her again.

It might have started off playfully, but as my hands slid across her soft skin, she rolled her head to the side and hummed in contentment. I dug my thumbs into her tense muscles and felt her soften against me as I smiled.

Unfortunately, the soft sounds of pleasure flowing from her as I did were doing nothing for my own situation as I tried to shift my hips away from her again. It wasn’t exactly possible in the tight confines of the bath, though.

Delaney giggled, a sound completely at odds with how she’d felt just moments before.

“You’re not going to scandalize me with your erection pressing into my back.”

“I’m being a gentleman,” I said in faux shock. “And a gentleman does not rub a lady with his rock-hard cock while trying to massage her in the bath.”

“Quite right,” she joked. “Although, if we were to get out of the bath…”

She peered over her shoulder at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

I didn’t need to ask twice.

“I like the way you think. But first, I’m going to thoroughly pamper you until you’re begging for me. I need to get you clean before I make you filthy again.”

My hands trailed up her arms before they slipped across her chest to cradle her breasts. I ran my thumbs across her tightened nipples, and now it was Delaney’s hips that were starting to shift as her head pressed harder back against my chest.

I dipped my head to her ear and whispered, “Unless you need me to stop. We could just go back to sleep if you wanted to.”

I rolled her nipples between my fingers, and she groaned. “Don’t stop, Trace.”

“Never.”

My soapy hands slid down her stomach as they dipped below the water and traced across her thighs.

Delaney’s breath hitched as my fingers moved to her core. I could feel the tension in her body as she waited to see if I was going to give her what she wanted. When my fingertips foundthat tight bud of nerves between her legs, I swore she stopped breathing. Only starting again with a soft whimper as I teasingly moved away.

“You’re supposed to be relaxing,” I whispered in her ear as I went back to slow strokes along her thighs, ignoring the place where she wanted my hands the most.

“You know why I can’t.” I could practically hear the pout in her voice, and I grinned.

My girl had always been impatient, but she should know by now how much better it would be when she finally got what she wanted.

I hooked a hand under her thigh and gently drew her leg up and out of the water, draping it over the side of the tub. Shifting slightly, I moved my legs beneath her so Delaney sat on my lap. It had the effect of raising her beautiful pussy out of the water, and my cock slid teasingly between her ass cheeks.

I couldn’t stop myself from cupping her breast and pinching her nipple between my fingers. My other hand trailed up the inside of her thigh, and Delaney’s hips twitched in my lap, grinding her ass against my cock and sending waves of pleasure through my body.

My fingers slipped inside her, and Delaney groaned, her head tipping back against my shoulder as she let herself feel the pleasure I was starting to build inside her.

I pinched her nipple harder, my lips moving to the side of her neck as I kissed her and then softly grazed the skin with my teeth.

It wasn’t long before I’d built a rhythm between her legs that had Delaney thrusting her hips in time with my movements. The soap of the bath coated her body, and her ass glided tantalizingly over my cock.

I could feel that telltale tightening inside me that I desperately tried to hold at bay. I wasn’t going to come all overher bath. I had far better plans than that, but first, I wanted to see this beautiful woman shatter in my arms. I wanted to watch her face for every minute expression as she lost her mind to the pleasure I’d been the one to give her.

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