Page 24 of Savage for You
When I walk into her bathroom, I’m in awe. The windows are along the back wall, and you can see the city lights and the river walk—the sight is amazing. I lead her to the tub that is along the back window and damn, it's a nice big white claw foot tub with black legs.
I look around her bathroom and it’s beautiful. To the left, there is a huge shower with a rainfall head and has more of her vine plants inside. It even has a towel warming rack. She has a tall vanity with shelves for some bath salts, bath bombs and some of her perfume and makeup. It has a double sink and some floating shelves along the walls decorated with little knickknacks.
Her apartment is very nice for a student. I know it can't be cheap to live here because I’ve seen some pro athletes here.
I start the bath and put in some Epsom salt and find a eucalyptus bath bomb from her collection. My girl loves baths. Noted.
“Do you trust me?”
“I feel like I can. I'm trying to, anyway,” she whispers.
“Take your clothes off, baby.”
Montana looks at me shyly. She then starts to take her clothes off piece by piece until all she has left on is a black lacy bra, and some black boy shorts. God, she is so damn beautiful.
Montana is shifting uncomfortably, and I see that shy and worried expression on her face. She must think I don't like her body or some shit like that. What she doesn’t know is that I want to kiss and worship every single inch of it. My dick is getting hard just thinking about it.
“Baby, I don’t know who made you feel like you are anything but beautiful, but if I ever come across them, they will regret the day they made you feel that way.”
“Yeah, that’s a story for another time,” she says with a soft smile.
She takes off her bra that is clasped in the front, and I get a better look at the tattoos on her body. The butterfly tattoo between her breasts is beautiful. I just want to trace every inch of her perfect body with my tongue. When she twists to toss her bra into the hamper, I get a look at the Harry Potter tattoo that was covered by her swimsuit the last time I saw her.
She steps into the bathtub.
“Can I join you?”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more certain about anything.”
She nods her head.
“Words, baby, use that pretty voice of yours.”
“Yes,” she says breathlessly.
“Good girl.”
I take my clothes off and I step into the bath behind her. Grabbing her loofah and her vanilla and coconut scented body wash, I start to wash her body. I’m wanting to lick her body for how good she smells.
She leans back into me, and I wash down the valley of her breast and past her belly button, down to her center. She gasps when I wash her legs and drop the loofah. Then I run my hands back up her legs and I touch her pretty pussy between her beautiful thighs, and she moans.
“Rocky?”
“Yes, Killer?”
“Is this crazy what we are doing?” she asks as I run my hands up and down her amazing body.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I don't want her to overthink this. I want her to drop her walls and let us happen.
“Well, we just met for one and we promised to go slow but now we’re having a bath together.”
“There is nothing crazy about what we are doing. The minute I saw you I knew you would be mine, so no, this isn’t crazy to me.”
“Rocky?”