“Were you? I thought it would find a better home in here.” I step in the tub and his hands grip around my waist.

“It’s beautiful, Drew. Are you not getting in?” He looks at me grinning.

“No love. I am only going to bathe you.”

Love, okay this is new. He is serious about taking care of me. I hear a noise in the background, it sounds like ocean waves. I lower myself, leaning back against a pillow. This water feels wonderful. Drew grabs a few towels, placing it on the edge of the tub.“Place your arm on the towels.”

He takes the wash cloth rubbing in between my legs. I inhale and exhale a warm breath. This is absolutely relaxing. The scents of the candles are refreshing.

“Do you like the tropical aroma?”

I breathe in the air again. “Yes, it’s breathtaking.” His hands find its way around my breast and he leans in kissing my nipples. I don’t say a word, his touch is making me so moist. I close my eyes and enjoy as he lays his hand all over me with a wash cloth trailing against my skin.

He sits the washcloth to the side. “Can I touch you?”

“You are touching me, Drew?”

He bites his bottom lip. “Right, I will step out and let you finish.”

“Why? I’m enjoying your touch, Drew.” He stands and I see his memorable bulge.

“I think…Jasmine…I know you need time to heal. I can’t stop thinking of being inside of you.”

“Is it wrong to be inside of me?” I’m fucking with his head on purpose. This is so empowering.

He looks at me. “If I touch you.” His hand enters the water, and he slides his finger between my legs. “Right here.” He leans closer and licks my face. “You taste so sweet.” Gulping the air, my nerves relax, now he is fucking with me.

“I should stop, because once I start I won’t stop.” I want him. 

“Drew, help me out of the tub.”

“No,” he laughs at me. “Finish,Jasmine. I will step outside.” He stands and stays true to his word. I finish lavishing my body with soap, fighting sleep. Drew needs to help me clean my back. Ten seconds pass.

“Drew!” He walks back in the bathroom with a towel around him.

“Jasmine.” He goes to the counter grabbing his personal items.

“Will you clean my back?”

He steps in the shower and turns on the water. “Of course.” He looks yummy even in my tired, sleepy state. He is worth fighting to stay awake for. I don’t see how I will survive the night unless he enters me. Drew takes the wash cloth and pours the soap. His hand glides carefully along my back.

“Mmm.”

“Are you fantasizing much more?”

Yes, I am. I close my eyes. “It feels good.”