Page 20 of Dirty Deceptions

Since he couldn’t do that, he would show her in other ways. He crossed the room and turned her to face him. “I don’t want to discuss my parents.”

Her head tilted to the side. “No?”

He took hold of the handcuffs and tugged. “You want them off?”

She stared down at them, then shrugged. “I’ve never done this before. I’m sort of intrigued.”

His cock flexed against his slacks. Without another word, Alexander brought Lauren into his bedroom, then to the bathroom beyond. He flipped on the light and pointed to the tub. “Your picture last night turned me on. I want to see you that way again. This time I plan to touch you. Play with you.”

“I haven’t forgiven you yet,” she replied, her voice a little too quiet and calm.

“Then I’d best get to groveling, huh?”

She eyed him up and down. “You don’t look the type.”

“It’ll be a first, I admit.”

“Proceed then.”

She was in a mood and Alexander wanted more of it. Liked the bossy side of her. Relinquishing control would be another first for him. But for Lauren he was willing. He plucked at her tank, then bent and tugged the panties down her thighs and calves. When they hit the floor, Alexander helped her step out of them. He stared at the top she wore and realized he’d have to uncuff her to get it off. Unless…

He went to a drawer beneath the sink and pulled out a pair of scissors. He brought them to her and went to work on the soft cotton material. It gave way easily. When he had it cut up the middle, her breasts freed for his view, Alexander groaned. “Damn.” He leaned forward and kissed one pretty, raspberry tip, then the other. As he pulled back Lauren watched him, her breathing faster, her mouth opened slightly. “So beautiful,” he praised as he finished undressing her.

He cupped his cock through his slacks. “I’m hard as a rock. Only you do that to me, Lauren.” He moved to her back and gently ordered, “Look in the mirror.”

Her gaze darted to his in the reflection. Alexander wrapped both arms around her middle and cupped the undersides of the creamy swells of her breasts. He nudged her ass with his dick and growled, “All I’ve been able to think about since yesterday was you. I couldn’t sleep for wanting you. I want to fuck you like this. Hands bound. Just bend you over the sink and shove my dick into that sweet pussy.”

Lauren licked her lips and Alexander felt that light stroke clear to his balls. “What’s stopping you?” she asked with a little wiggle of her ass to show him she wouldn’t protest being taken from behind.

“I’m here to bathe you, remember?” he whispered against her ear as he gave her the control for the first time. “You want me to tend to you? Wash each inch of this pretty body?”

Lauren’s eyes grew drowsy with desire and her nipples pebbled. He let his hands drift upward to cup her more firmly, pressing against the aching peaks. She moaned and rested her head against his chest while he worked her upper body. Her responsiveness was a lick of fire down his spine. He wanted to be deep inside her. Feel her closing around his shaft in a way no other woman ever had. Lauren’s pussy was a tight fist and he craved it.

First things first though.

He drew back, steadying her before he went to run her bath. After the temperature was exactly right, he added a healthy portion of his body wash and watched as bubbles appeared. It wasn’t much, but it’d have to do for now. Next time he’d plan better. Buy her all her favorite scents. He wanted her happy. Wanted to pamper her.

After the water was at the proper level, Alexander turned the tap off, then looked at her. He held out a hand. “Your bath.”

Lauren’s eyes grew round. “You’re seriously going to bathe me?”

He bent low at the waist, showing her humility. “Yes.”

For a second she only stood there, as if rooted to the spot. Finally she stepped forward and took his hand. Alexander helped her into the warm water and waited for her to get comfortable before taking off his own clothes. Nude now, he knelt beside the tub and grabbed a large sponge from a shelf. He soaked it with the warm, soapy water, then dribbled it over her breasts, ribs, and stomach. Her breasts bobbed in the water, inviting him to kiss and play. He couldn’t have stopped his head from descending and placing a soft peck there if he’d wanted to. He was addicted to Lauren. Wanted to spend every day just like this. He’d never had the urge to share his space with a woman before, but now he could see the appeal of it. Having her close. Tucked up next to him. Waking to her every morning. Yeah, he could get used to that life.

As he drifted the sponge over her silky, wet skin, Lauren’s eyes closed and her muscles relaxed. He took his time, washing her arms, fingers, her slender neck. As he reached her pussy, he dropped the sponge and used his fingers to rub and fondle. Her eyes shot wide as his finger dipped between her soft folds.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to wash me there,” she scolded him.

He wanted to laugh but knew he would be giving up the game if he did. Instead, he humbly lowered his eyes. “I’m sorry…Mistress,” he offered, trying out the word.

She didn’t even blink. “Next time ask first or pay the consequences.”

Damn, she was good at sounding authoritative. He’d have to remember that. Surprisingly he was getting harder the more forceful she talked to him. To a dominant creature like himself, it was both disconcerting and exciting.

“May I continue?” he asked respectfully.

“Yes. The water is getting cold, so quit dawdling.”

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