The Babysitter novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: (Aubrey's POV)- Damn!

"Aubrey! Where the hell am I supposed to have body oil?" he exclaimed while trying to prop himself up on his elbows but falling flat on his face.

"How do I know? You don't have it anywhere? I bet you've used it before. Do you have any lotion at least?" I groaned, my innocent brain not thinking about how his perverted one would take it.

"Where would I use oil?" I could hear the smirk in his voice as I came out from the bathroom with lotion and smacked his back, making him wince. I sat beside him but before I even started, he had to give his wise worded input. "You can't sit like that, you won't be able to do it right. I have the experience," he spoke suggestively making me roll my eyes. "Straddle me," he demanded. At least he's being straightforward, of course, I blushed. "I don't have all night, love." That fucking asshole.

I groaned before straddling his lower back.

This felt so damn wrong and sexual.

I put the lotion on and he winced as I began to apply pressure. This went on for about twenty minutes and he wouldn't let me get off. "Am I done yet? My hands are hurting now I'm gonna need a hand massage!" I whined repeatedly.

"I'll gladly give you one, I'm great with my hands you see," he smirked.

I put extra pressure, making him wince. "What is up with you? Why are you in such a sexual mood?" I questioned.

"Don't you like it- ow!" he winced as I dug my nails into his back slightly. "Damn!" he hissed.

"What? Didn't feel good, love?" I mimicked. I had a smug look on my face until he opened his freaking mouth.

"It sure did, would you mind doing it again?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes before sighing, "I'm getting off, I'm done." I rubbed my hands together, before pulling my left leg over to my right and leaning against the headboard to his right since he was lying on his stomach still. "Better? Does it still hurt as bad?" I asked as he placed a pillow under his chin while looking at me.

"No, I'm all good." He rested his arms over the pillow, his eyes slowly drooping closed. We both already showered to get all the chlorine off and were tired as hell now.

"I'm gonna go to my room okay? Call me if you need anything." I began sliding off the bed but his grip on my wrist stopped me.

"I'm immobile right now, you're gonna leave me?" he chuckled.

"You're not immobile, Parker. I know you didn't get hurt that bad," I scoffed.

He dropped the act and sat up straight. Not too sore now, huh? "You played along though," he pointed out.

"Why would I humiliate you like that? You wanted a massage, I get it." I rolled my eyes. I've been doing that a lot lately.

"A massage? No. Your hands-on me? Definitely," he smirked.

I smacked his shoulder before throwing his shirt on his face. "Put it on," I laughed.

"Why? Getting distracted are we?" he raised his eyebrows at me tauntingly.

I huffed before shrugging. "Or don't. I don't care." I grabbed the bottle of lotion and went into the bathroom to place it back. I turned around to leave the bathroom to see him standing in the doorway, leaning on it. This is gonna go on for a while. As expected, when I tried to walk past him, he didn't move and when I moved to go the other way, he moved and stood in front of me. Isn't he bored of this yet? "Parker, can you move?" I folded my arms across my chest and looked up at him while he smirked.

"I don't know, depends can you make me?" His eyebrow twitched before he arched it at me.

"I don't know, depends can my fist?" I rolled my eyes while he chuckled. I sighed before we just stared at each other, boredom painted across my face while amusement danced on his. "What do you want, Xavier?" I huffed before leaning against the sink's countertop.

He blinked, "You know what I want."

There was suddenly a lot of tension in the air and I began feeling butterflies in my stomach. Okay, I know that happens around him but why the hell now?

"Parker, you're not gonna get it. Get out of the way." I spoke monotonously, not showing emotion.

He sighed, "I got it earlier today, hell you even asked for it a second time." He took steps towards me, making me back up while speaking tauntingly.

"You initiated it. Why would I deny it? I'm not initiating it though, yet you're asking. That's not how it works, babe. You don't always get what you want." I shrugged as my back hit the cold wall giving me chills.