The warm water swirled around me as I leaned back against Luke’s chest, letting the heat soak into my tired muscles. His arms were wrapped loosely around my waist, and every so often, he’d press a soft kiss to the side of my neck, making me melt even further into the tub. It was perfect–just him and me, no interruptions, no drama.
“That was…” I started to say but trailed off. I couldn’t put that into words. I leaned back into his rock–solid chest, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in a six–foot–two mountain.
“That was something I’d like to do again,” He purred into my neck, skimming his palms over my breasts before gliding them down my stomach until he found my apex. Using his index finger, Luke rubbed my sensitive bundle of nerves, and I had to grip the edges of the tub to prevent myself from slipping down her wet body.
I could feel the rigid thickness growing behind my back the more my body responded to his touch. “Cum again for me, Jess,” Luke whispered, and even though I was thoroughly fucked just a few minutes ago, I could feel my climax building again.
Luke rubbed faster and harder, and just when I was about to cum there was a knock on the door.
Luke groaned, his forehead dropping to the back of my
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shoulder. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he muttered, pulling away reluctantly.
“I’m more disappointed than you are.
I turned just in time to see him stand, the water cascading down his perfectly sculpted body. My eyes followed every drop as it trailed over the ridges of his abs and the smooth curve of his back until–oh my God–he grabbed a towel, giving me an absolutely perfect view of his carved–out ass as he walked
away.
Luke caught me staring and winked over his shoulder. “I’ll be right back,” he teased, that mischievous grin plastered on his face.
I couldn’t help the blush that crept over my cheeks as I watched him stride out of the bathroom. I leaned back in the tub, biting my lip, waiting for him to come back. But as soon as I heard the door open, my body tensed.
That sickly, sweet voice filled the apartment.
“Hi, Luke! I came to check on things… The driver said she wasn’t there, and I was so worried. Sorry about the mix–up.”
Jocelyn.
I couldn’t make out all the words, but it was definitely her. My heart pounded with frustration as I sat up in the tub, straining to listen to their conversation. I couldn’t hear much, but just the fact that she was here was enough to set me off. After everything she’d already pulled, now she had the audacity to show up?
Quietly, I got out of the tub, wrapping a towel around myself and tiptoeing to the door. I pressed my ear against it, trying to make out their voices.
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