Page 36 of Loving Jamie

I thought this might be embarrassing, obviously I know how to brush my own teeth, but this is nice. Justin knows that I know how to take care of myself, but he wants to do it for me, because he loves me and because he’s a good Daddy. When he’s finished, he uses a hand to lean me over the sink and tells me to spit. As soon as the foamy paste is spat down the sink, he fills a cup with water and hands it to me.

He turns towards the bath and runs his hand through the bubbles, steam following his movements. “Pass me your hand, baby.”

I hold my hand out to him and he pulls me towards him, he lifts the shirt I'm wearing over my head and throws it in the washing basket, he unfastens my trousers and pulls them down my legs along with my black boxers.

When I'm completely naked he helps me step over the side of the tub, the lavender bath bomb has left the glossy water with a slight purple tint. The hot water burns my cool skin in the best possible way. As soon as I sit down, Justin grabs a fresh washcloth and starts to gently scrub my skin.

I cross my elbows across my knees, before resting my forehead against my arms and let my eyes drift shut.

We don’t talk but the silence isn't uncomfortable, the sound of the cloth dipping in and out of the water is the reminder that I'm not alone.

I should have called them last night; I know they would have dropped everything to come and help me. But the nagging voice in my head was telling me not to bother them, that I’m too much work to deal with and they’ll get sick of me.

Realistically I know that they don’t mind, I mean we have just declared our love for each other. Plus, they are my daddies, there is literally no one else I'd rather take care of me.

“Jamie?”

Justin’s worried voice makes me jump. I whip my head to the side to look at him. He looks sad, I don’t like that. He shouldn’t be sad because of me.

“Jamie, baby, are you alright?”

I nod my head and open my mouth to talk but there's a knock on the bathroom door, William pokes his head in, “Am I ok to come in?”

“Yeah Daddy, come in.”

I watch William roll up his sleeves and kneel on the floor next to Justin. Both of my Daddies are waiting on their knees to take care of me, luckily the bathmat on the floor is thick and soft because I don’t want them getting bruises.

William looks at the bottles that are scattered around the shelves and grabs the bottle of shampoo and medium size jug, “Close your eyes, angel.”

I close my eyes and wait a few seconds, the warm water trickles through my hair and down my neck. Someone's hand is placed on my forehead stopping the water from dripping down my face and into my eyes.

I hear the squeeze of the shampoo bottle and the squelch of it being lathered up in someone's hands, strong fingers scrubs through my wet hair, bubbles dripping down to my ears muffling any background noise.

A hand is again placed on my forehead protecting my eyes from the soap, water is poured on my head washing away the bubbles. A squelch of another bottle and then conditioner is being spread through my hair, fingers massage my scalp, and I can't help the moan slipping from my lips.

While fingers dig across my scalp, a washcloth is dragged across my chest, catching my nipples and making them instantly hard.

I thought I'd be too stressed to get turned on, but with two pairs of hands gliding across my wet body, it’s really doing it for me. I keep my eyes closed, keeping myself in this moment where I'm at peace, being taken care of by my daddies.

I can hear Justin and William whispering to each other, but I'm too blissed out to pay attention. Someone taps on my shoulder, so I turn my head towards them.

“Keep your eyes shut, angel. I want you to lean across the side of the tub, can you do that for me?” William says.

I nod and stretch my hands out in front of me, trying to feel the cool acrylic, as soon as I touch the edge of the tub, I slowly lift myself up and turn towards the sides.

Two pairs of hands appear at my sides, they help me get settled over the side of the tub on my elbows. As soon as the hands start swiping across my skin, I let my head hang between my shoulders.

Ten nails drag down my spine, leaving fiery goose bumps dotted across my back. Another set of hands pinch and tug on my nipples making me hiss out a breath between my teeth.

“Tsss. Fuck that feels good.”

They don’t respond, they just laugh as they carry on with their movements, I lean up from my elbows and hold on to the side of the bathtub with my hands.

Two wet tongues slide up either side of my throat, nipping, biting and sucking on my skin. I know by the time I get out of this water I'm going to have hickeys everywhere, and fuck I want that - I need to see the proof of their love decorated across my skin.

Chapter 21 –

William