"By kidnapping me?"
"By taking you away for a rest."
His hand stopped washing. The sponge drifted away in the bubbles. I felt his bare hand slide under the water, moving against my thigh. My heart skipped a beat. His fingers were long and warm. He moved up, his hand brushing against the curve of my breast. He reached up and pinched my n****e through the foam.
I gasped, my back arching. "What... what are you doing?"
"Shhhhh..." he whispered into my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Relax, kitten. Just relax."
His hand started to roam freely. I felt his palm slide over the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, moving in slow, agonizing circles. My breath started to come in short, jagged hitches.
My head fell back against his soaked shoulder, and I watched through half-lidded eyes as th
