Page 35 of Wild Promises

"That's how it is when you're sober," I deadpanned.

"Are you drunk shaming me?" Tori asked as she stumbled into the kitchen.

"Of course not." I closed and locked the door, then rushed to get her a glass of water and some pain pills. "Take these so you don't feel like shit in the morning."

Thankfully she didn't protest, swallowing the pills and drinking most of the water.

"I want to take a bath," Tori said as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"I don't think that's a good idea." I hurried after her as she lifted her sweater and threw it over her shoulder.

I peeled it off my face, noticing she only wore a bra underneath. At the doorway to the bathroom, she paused long enough to push her jeans over her hips and kick them to the side.

That left her in nothing but a lace bra and panty set. All black. The small strip of material disappeared between two perfect ass cheeks. The heat flooded my body, my blood draining south.

When she unhooked her bra, l let my head fall back.Help me, God.The only way I'd get through tonight was remembering that she was drunk, and I couldn't take advantage of her. She was still upset about her ex and drinking to cover the pain. She didn't need a new man in her life. Not a real one anyway. Thefake would have to do for a while, and I could be a good fake boyfriend.

I carefully folded her clothes and placed them on the counter in the bathroom.

She turned on the water, squirting body wash into the stream, then turned to face me.

Her breasts were large and full, her nipples hard. Her waist nipped in, then curved out over her hips. She was gorgeous, so much better than I imagined.

There was so much soft skin on display; I wanted to reach out and touch it. "You can't get into the tub."

Her grin slid off her face, and her forehead creased. "Why not?" Then her fingers caught on the sides of her thong, and she grinned. "Silly me. I forgot my panties."

There was a roaring in my ears as she slowly lowered her panties, kicking them into the air. They flew past my ear, but I was frozen in place. I averted my gaze, guessing she was going to regret undressing in front of me tomorrow. My heart was beating out of control, and my thoughts had slowed to a churn.

There was a beautiful naked woman in my bathroom, who didn't have a care in the world because she was drunk. She never would have stripped in front of me otherwise.

I tried to remember that as she stepped into the tub, then sank into the steaming water. "Oh, this feels so good."

Is that how she sounded when she had an orgasm, when she was in the throes of passion? My cock was hard, aching for me to shed my clothes and climb in behind her. But I wouldn't. I didn't take advantage of inebriated women.

Tori threw a hand over the edge of the tub. "Can you hand me a washcloth?"

"Yeah." My throat was dry. I grabbed a washcloth from the closet and threw it in the direction of the tub. My hands were trembling. "I'll be outside if you need me."

Tori sank into the tub so that her head was resting against the edge. "Can you soap me up?"

Her eyes were closed so I moved closer, sinking my knees onto the bathmat, then squirting some body wash onto the washcloth. "Are you sure you want me to do this?"

Her eyes drifted closed. "Please, Xan. I'm so tired."

She was practically asleep, and she wanted me to do this one thing for her. I could do it and not look at anything I was touching. I started with her knee which was peeking out of the water.

"I can barely feel your touch. I'm so dirty, Xan. I need you to clean me up."

I chuckled, the sound dark. "I'm better at dirtying girls up. Not cleaning them."

Tori's lips twitched. "I bet you are."

I used more pressure as I soaped up her legs, then her feet. Then her knees fell apart. "I need you."

She needed me to wash her, not to relieve the ache between her legs. I washed her inner thighs, hoping she wouldn't think I was taking advantage of her. I was doing what she asked me to do. Her body jerked and my hand landed on her pussy. She moaned and arched into my touch. "Oh, that feels so good."

I couldn't resist rubbing her there until she was writhing against me. When I went to move away, her eyes flew open, and her hand clamped around my wrist. "Don't stop."

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