Please Me (Crush Me Book 2) by Stasia Black

Author:Stasia Black [Black, Stasia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

When we get to his room, I’m not sure who is taking care of who. From all I’ve read, aftercare is supposed to be the Dom/Dommes’ job, so I head straight for the large Jacuzzi bath and set the faucets going. But it’s Jackson who takes my hand after I’ve undressed to lead me inside. Jackson who settles his large body behind mine and curls me into his arms as the jets start their magic work, easing away all stress, anxiety, and mixed emotions about what did and didn’t work tonight.

I sink into his warm body and his big hands as they start to work shampoo through my shoulder-length hair, massaging my scalp until I’m completely limp against him. He seems pleased by my reaction.

“That’s right,” he murmurs, cupping one big hand over my eyes while the other splashes water over the suds to rinse out the shampoo. I should probably be doing this to him. From the outside it makes sense for a sub to serve his master like this, but really, it throws off the control dynamic. I ought to be the one taking care of him.

I’m about to say something when he soaps up my shoulders, gently massaging as he goes. But fuuuuuuuck it. That feels so good. And right. Because you know what? Roles were never going to be strictly black and white between us. He’s too alpha, and apart from the times when I just need to be in control, I can’t deny I love being pampered and taking care of like this.

Still. Aftercare is aftercare. Once he’s massaged me all the way to my toes, spending a fair share of time making sure each centimeter of my breasts have been scrubbed squeaky clean, I flip over so that I’m facing him. His thick member bobs in the water between us. He may have come earlier, but it couldn’t have been that satisfying. I press my soap-slicked body against his, his erection sandwiched between us.

Time for a new game. He groans and presses his hips up against me. So predictable.

I pull my hips back. Before tonight, the words I would’ve used to describe Jackson were disciplined, in control, and—to everyone but me at least—standoffish.

Yet just in this one session, I’ve broken through to levels of want that bring out the horny teenager in him. I’ve seen him stripped of the control he values so highly. And it’s magnificent. Because I’m betting I’m the only one who has seen this side to Jackson since he actually was a teenager. It’s probably something he’s ashamed of and thinks he should hide. Just like the many things I have tucked away. Secrets. Including the secrets he won’t tell.

Yet. He won’t tell me yet. Rome wasn’t conquered in a day and Jackson Vale won’t be either.

I run my wet fingers through his hair. The bath seems to be doing its magic on him as well. His head is relaxed against the sloping side of the bath and his eyes are lazy in spite of his cock standing at attention.

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