Page 92 of Powerful Deception
And now I’m in his bathroom in his room, enjoying the sight of him half undressed.
When he said we’d put the kids to bed, he really meant he was. I was directed to his bathroom, and take a shower or whatever, his words not mine, and he would join me shortly so we could talk some more.
Was I scared to walk into the master bedroom? Yes, yes I was. It’s one of the two rooms in this mega house that I had yet to step foot in. In our first few weeks of exploring each other's bodies, not once did we venture into his bedroom and now that I was walking in, it felt off.
As much as I wanted to look around the room and snoop a bit, I didn’t.
It felt like I would be invading his privacy. Which is rich considering what I’ve been doing since I’ve started this job.
So I went straight to the bathroom and when I saw the jacuzzi size tub decided for a bath.
Now I’m just sitting marveling at how relaxing it feels, waiting to see if he’s going to join me.
“Are you really okay with me being here?” I ask, breaking the silence of the room.
Dante leans against the bathroom counter and gives me a nod. “I’m sure.”
“Then maybe you can join me?” I say using the most seductive voice that I have.
This man has fucked me every which way, I have no idea why I’m asking like a shy school girl around him now.
Dante throws me a small grin before pushing off the counter and takes off the reminder of his clothing.
I watch as he slides his slacks and boxers off as if it’s Christmas morning.
Everything about this man is perfect. The olive complexion, the tone muscles all over and I've never been a body hair person, but Dante definitely makes me one.
Once he’s undressed, he makes his way over to the tub waving for me to slide forward so he can get in.
I do as I’m told and the water moves around as he settles behind me.
Without hesitation, I slide back until my back meets his chest and his hands move from the edge of the tub to settling on my thighs.
I was relaxed earlier, but now that I’m enveloped in everything Dante, I feel contentment
Contentment is not something that I would have thought I would have wanted from Dante, but yet here I am.
That contentment grows even more when I feel Dante’s face press against my neck and a small kiss landing on my skin.
It feels good. It feels…
“This feels very relationship like.” I say out loud.
I don’t think about what I said until I feel Dante stiffen a bit behind me.
I’m already working out an apology in my head for what I said, when he speaks.
“It does feel that way.” He voices before placing another kiss against my skin, not pulling away in the slightest.
“Are you okay with it feeling that way?” I ask out of curiosity.
A lot of things were said downstairs. Shit a lot of things were said when we started sleeping together, but just because those things were said doesn’t mean that we are ready to call whatever we are doing, a relationship.
This time when he answers, he does pull away from me.
“Yeah, yeah I think it's definitely okay for it to feel that way.” he says.
“You don’t sound all that convinced.” I say, turning slightly in the tub so that I can see him.