Bound for Christmas by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00AJCUQI0
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2012-12-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Bernie was on cloud nine. The bubbles wrapped around her felt so warm and comforting. Leon helped her into the shower then spent twenty minutes washing every inch of her body.

When he handed her the soap she was more than happy to give him the same kind of torture he’d give her. He kept cupping her cheek and kissing her. The love she felt coming from him filled her with so much joy. For the last five years she’d been alone. Her parents had died, and there was no one to love or go home to. His proposal had shocked her. How many men proposed to a woman they’d not had many conversations with?

She knew her heart was leading the decision. The man in front of her was the man she was destined to be with.

Neither had said, “I love you”. None of the words were necessary at the moment. They would come in time. She knew it down to her very soul. The feelings she had for him would never go away. The longer they spent together the stronger the feelings grew.

He washed her hair with care. The long length easily formed knots that made it difficult to brush.

“Do you think I should cut my hair?” she asked.

“Don’t you dare. If you ever cut this hair I’ll make sure you can’t sit down for a week.” He pulled on her hair getting her to lean back. She gazed up at him. “I can’t do this if you cut it.” She felt him wrap the length around his fist then, spinning her around to face him. “Long hair has a lot of benefits, and I have great plans for you.”

“Could you tell me some?” she asked.

“No. You’ll experience them all.” He kissed her lips then turned her back to face the wall.

She waited while he washed the length. He handed her the shampoo in order for her to do his hair.

“I can’t reach. I need you to kneel down.”

“With pleasure.” He went to his knee in front of her, his head coming below her breasts.

Bernice filled her hands with the soap then placed them on his head. He caught her breasts in his hands. She yelped from the unexpectedness of his contact then relaxed as he teased each nipple.

Her breasts were still sensitive from the clamps he’d used earlier. She moaned when he tightened the bud between his finger and thumb. The pleasure made her stop washing his hair for a second. Her legs turned to jelly while her thought process ceased to exist.

All too soon his touch stopped.

When she was able to think and function, she washed the shampoo then the conditioner from his hair.

“You’re easily distracted.”

“I’m not used to having a guy paw at me when I’m washing his hair.”

Leon got out of the shower then caught her round the waist, swinging her around. “I’m your Master as well, sweetheart. You better get used to thinking while I touch you.”

“Why? We’ll always be in private.”

“Will we?”

She stared at his reflection.

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