Stepping into the bathroom, Elise never imagined there would be a day when a man would help her bathe.
She suddenly wondered if she knew too little about Braden. Otherwise, how could she not have known he could be this… twisted?
Oh, maybe not twisted—perhaps "domineering" was a better word. After all, if "twisted" was the term, then her own drunken advances would put her in the same category.
Yes, let's stick with domineering.
She tried to distract herself, to not think about him. But as he took the showerhead and rinsed every inch of her body, the cascade of warm water seemed to wash away any space left for coherent thought.
Whether he was twisted or domineering, she was fated to be a helpless lamb, and the one feeding her was an alpha wolf.
Baden's hands, covered in body wash, slid over her soft curves without warning, circling them gently as he continued to bathe her.
He really had brought her here for a bath—one he was more than willing to help with.
Standing behind her, he admired her beautiful form in the mirror.
In his mind, when she said she wanted to shower, it practically meant she wanted to shower together.
And since she'd extended such an enthusiastic invitation, how could he refuse?
"Ah…" Elise finally snapped out of her trance, grabbing his hand as she whispered, "I… I can wash myself."
Of course she wanted to wash herself. Otherwise, he might notice how her body was heating up, or how her core was aching with a need only he could fulfill.
"How could I let you wash yourself? You've been working so hard." Braden rinsed the remaining suds from his hands, then pressed some intimate body wash into his palms, his touch gliding to her delicate core.
The subtle floral-fruity scent was delightful to Elise, and his touch brought a tingling warmth that was impossible to resist.
By now, she had forgotten all about resisting his help in the shower.
"Do you like it? I spent some time finding it, something close to your natural scent." His fingers traced her sensitive folds, moving back and forth.
"Mmm…" She moaned, lost in the sensation, unaware that her sounds only stirred his desire further.
He rinsed every last bubble from her skin, leaving her perfectly clean. Her soft, smooth skin mesmerized him, his gaze reluctant to leave her.
He was barely holding himself back, focusing solely on bathing her, though the hardness pressing against him made it nearly impossible to stay in control.
"Aren't you going to take off your clothes for the shower?" Elise whispered shyly, pointing out that he was still fully dressed.
"Let me finish bathing you first. I'll wash up after…" Braden said with difficulty, fighting the urge to enter her then and there.
With a playful defiance, Elise ignored his words, reaching up to unbutton his shirt herself.
No matter... I can't be the only one without clothes... "she said, but when she took off his shirt and suit pants and turned to take off his last piece of defense, she couldn't help but blush.
His roots were solid and unyielding, tension building as if they could reach for her in that moment.
Of course he knew what she was thinking. After taking off his last piece of clothing and washing his body, he seemed to regain control and held onto her slender, snow-white waist.
He held his swollen and swollen root, bursting with veins, and rubbed it back and forth at her entrance, teasing and stirring up her desires.
"Mmm... "she murmured, his teasing making it difficult for her to think. She liked him like this, but also hoped he would come in soon.
"You're really torturing me... "He finally couldn't hold back and lifted one of her beautiful legs, thrusting into her moist and warm path from the side and forcefully pushing into the depths of her flower path.
The softness of her flesh wall seemed to yearn for him for a long time, and as soon as he entered, it tightly adhered to his roots, tightly enveloping him and giving him a feeling.
"Ah... "She shrank slightly, trembling as she was hit and stirred by his thick penis, feeling a burst of pleasure in her pussy.
"Your voice... it's amazing." He moved with more urgency, his hands exploring every inch of her, watching in the mirror as her eyes closed, fully immersed in the moment's closeness and intensity.
But the more he looked at her expression, the more he wanted to release his burning love fluid inside her, wanting to fill her up and fill her body with him without any gaps.
"Mmm... I really like that..." she murmured, her voice filled with unfiltered desire. "Baby... feels so good... just a little more."
She seemed to worship and demand, causing him to forcefully strike her honey hole, crushing her inner walls. He also liked to penetrate her like this, because it belonged to him.
She held onto the washbasin, her breast pressed against the cold surface, feeling his fervent love that enveloped her tightly. She had long abandoned her rationality, preferring to call him husband instead of calling him by his name.
With his continuous movements of pulling out and inserting, the honey hole kept flowing with love juice, slowly flowing out from her entrance.
He didn't forget to caress her well, reaching out to touch her swollen and hot flower bud, gently rubbing it, and cooperating with his thrusting, every time it made her head straight to the paradise of love.
"I love you so much... "He indulged himself, galloping through her charming body, passionately teasing her, hitting her deep every time.
"I want to kiss... "Her voice was full of coquettishness and sweetness, which he couldn't control and almost released his hot liquid into her narrow flower path.
He slowly withdrew the root from her body, kissed her lips lightly, picked her up, and took her to his room.
He carefully and lovingly placed her on the bed, following her wishes just now. He caressed her cheek, kissed her lips, delved deep into her mouth, entwined her tongue, and gave him all the tenderness and sweetness.
She was so happy that she felt her body burn even hotter. It turned out that being cherished felt so beautiful, and his appreciation was something she had never felt before.
Under his passionate kissing technique, she couldn't help but gasp softly, overflowing from the gap between the two kisses. The sound of waves encouraged him to continue loving her. He temporarily stopped kissing, spread her legs, and pushed his still swollen desire into her soft nest.
"Ah... you're such a tease..." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs sliding around his waist, pulling him closer, inviting him to keep going.
He was made even more passionate by her coquettishness, and his desires burned even more fiercely. Sometimes he drew circles to enrich and fill her, soothing her emptiness and allowing her to fully feel the feeling of his strong advance.
Despite Baden's continuous attacks, Elise had reached orgasm, but her tender flesh still tightly held and enveloped him, preventing him from having a chance to escape.
"Baby... I can't do it anymore... "she said, but Honey Meat was still contracting tightly, constantly clinging to his huge manhood.
"Every time she called his name, her voice thick with desire, it pushed him closer to the edge, his breaths coming faster with each sound she made."
He still dug deep into her warm path and continued to pierce her tender hole, wanting her body to remember that only he could become her husband.
The intimate relationship was so exhilarating, and the feeling of being close to her was both enjoyable and frustrating for him.
He suddenly didn't want to go on a business trip, didn't want to be separated from her for a month, and thought about not being able to touch her for a month, which made him hit her more like revenge, feeling the strong touch of her deep tunnel that sucked him in.
"Baby... I'm already had an orgasm... "she moaned coquettishly, not knowing what she was saying under the pleasure brought by love, as if she wasn't herself anymore.
"I won't let you sleep tonight... "He maliciously warned her that he must make her exhausted tonight.
This is the only way to appease him, as he is about to face a month of separation.
You know, he will have to endure for a month.
