Page 106 of Sin With Me
"My cousin, Posey, makes the goat soap here," I explain. "Check the label."
She flips it over and reads it. "Langston Soapworks. How cool. There's a couple books in here, too."
Holding up paperbacks, she scans the back. "Warren's wife, Maisie, is a literary agent. She usually includes books of her authors in the welcome baskets."
"Do I get to meet these cousins of yours?" she asks, setting them down and reaching for the bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket.
"Probably. They all live on the property and have various jobs on the ranch and resort. I'm sure we'll run into a couple of them."
"Well...what do ya wanna do first?" she asks, setting the champagne down.
I take her hand and pull her to my chest so I can press my lips to hers. "Lets take a tour and then I'll bring in our bags."
We walk through the living room, the bedrooms, and the massive bathroom. There's a deep soaking tub in front of a large scenic window next. You can see the trees and mountains in the distance as the sun starts to set.
"Sorry, but I'm spendin' our honeymoon in here." Delilah steps inside the tub and slides down with the cutest grin on herface, then rests her arms on top as she leans back. "Mm...yeah, this'll do just fine."
"Looks big enough for two."
"Let's try it out. Bring the bubbly."
Smirking, I hold out my hand to help her out. "Champagne and a bubble bath. Who're you turnin' me into?"
"The man you were always meant to be." She wraps her arms around me and tilts her head up so I can press my mouth to hers. "And I get to put that sheet mask on your face."
I bark out a laugh, shaking my head. "We'll see."
After unpacking our bags, we raid the cupboards and check out what they stocked in the kitchen, which I know had to be Bellamy's doing. She helps with guest services but since she's the youngest, she gets stuck running all the errands and shopping. She's a few years younger than Noah and has a twin brother named Bodie, who mostly works at the ranch and takes care of the horses.
"Do you want me to make the steaks before or after the bath?" I ask, digging around for a pan. I'm not much of a cook, but I can fry some meat.
"After. I don't wanna be stuffedandnaked," she says, sitting at the table and flipping through one of the books.
"Oh, you're gonna be stuffed and naked all right..." I smirk.
She smacks a palm to her forehead. "I walked right into that one, didn't I?"
"Sure did." I laugh, walking over and pulling her up. "Let's go."
She grabs a few items from the basket and then follows me to the bathroom.
While the hot water runs, I grab the bath items she picked and place them around the tub, then strip down. Delilah does the same and waits for me to get in first.
"Don't look at my stretch marks." She tries hiding her stomach, but I reach up and pull her arms down.
"I've seen all of you," I remind her. "And I love them."
She rolls her eyes, situating herself between my legs. "No one loves stretch marks on love handles."
"I disagree. Why else would they call themlovehandles?" I tease, wrapping my hands around her stomach and pulling her closer.
"A man probably named them," she deadpans.
I chuckle against her neck as I bury my face between her head and shoulder, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo.
She reaches for the milk bath and lathers it between her hands before covering her arms with it. When I take some, I rub it between my palms and then massage it over her breasts. I play with her nipples, softly brushing my lips underneath her ear.
I've never taken a bath with a woman before because of how intimate and sensual it is, so I'm glad I waited to experience this with her.
