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The light from the window shines on my face while my eyes peek open. I smile, reminiscing last night. The overwhelming smell of Mr. Winters hits my nose as I breathe while lying in the soft bed.
These last couple of days with Mr. Winters has been incredible. I never thought my life would start crashing down into glory like this. How could this get any better? I roll over, staring at Mr. Winters's smokey blue eyes.
"Where you watching me?" I see, Mr. Winters's glorious smile.
"I might have been," I roll my eyes.
"I snore in my sleep, you know?" He slowly licks his lips, looking me up and down.
"I know," He says with a deep voice and lustful eyes.
Confused as to why he's looking at me like that, I look down and see I'm naked. I grab the covers and cover my top.
"No wonder you're looking at me like that. We forgot to get dressed. Did we even wash in the shower?" He removes the covers off of me, looking at me like a jewel.
"Don't block my favorite view," I roll my eyes.
"Well, this view is going to take a shower," I move my wobbly legs and place them on the ground. I stand up, and my legs collapse, falling to the ground on my butt.
"Are you okay?" Mr. Winters says, looking over the bed.
"Oh, yeah. I'm great. Nothing like being butt naked on the ground while my legs feel like butter," I say sarcastically. Mr. Winters laughs and gets out of bed.
"Let me help you up," I watch him walk around the bed. My eyes widen seeing his PENIS at my eye level, hanging down. OH GOOD, GOD.
Mr. Winters wraps his hands around my waist and helps me stand up. I take a step, still wobbling. I fall, and Mr. Winters catches me, spinning me around towards him.
"Woah, there. Did you fall on purpose so I could catch you?" I roll my eyes. Mr. Winters looks me in the eyes seriously.
"If you keep rolling your eyes at me, then I'll have you pinned to this wall with your legs not being able to move for weeks," I look away, blushing. Damn, this man and his sexy-ass insults. Mr. Winters smiles his stunning smile.
"It's a good thing I was here to catch you. I needed to get out of bed anyway. We have a lot of things to do today. I have to go on a trip to New York today to make sure the club is running properly," I look away, sad.
"You're leaving already? You just got here," Mr. Winters sighs. He tilts my head to look into his eyes, looking at me seriously.
"Yes. Sadly, love, you're going to have to go with me. I can't trust my brother -" My eyes widen with a big smile.
I jump on him and hug him tightly in midsentence. I kiss his lips multiple times. I let him go from the hug.
"I get to go with you!" Mr. Winters chuckles.
"Of course, you're going with me everywhere on all my trips now since I can't leave you here alone," I hug him and kiss his lips again. Mr. Winters pulls away and looks me in the eyes.
"If you keep hugging me like this, then I assure you that we won't be able to leave or do anything today because I will have you in bed," I clear my throat and back up.
"Sorry," Mr. Winters lifts my chin with his finger.
"Don't be sorry, love. Either way, I'll enjoy spending the day with you," I smile and kiss his lips.
"I'm going to take a shower now, and no. You can't join," Mr. Winters pouts his bottom lip.
"Awe, how sad! I was looking forward to taking a shower with you," He winks at me, and I roll my eyes.
"We'd never get washed if we take a shower together," Mr. Winters licks his lips, grinning.
"That's a problem because?" I roll my eyes and walk into the bathroom.
I look around at all the tiles and shelves broken on the floor. Every shampoo and body wash bottle is lying on the ground, and some are broken. I rub my hand on my neck.
"Uh, Winty? I think the bathroom's broken," Mr. Winters walks in and stands behind me, placing his hand on my shoulder.
"What makes you say that? It looks perfectly fine to me," He says sarcastically and chuckles. I roll my eyes.
"Maybe, if you weren't so rough, gripping the walls, it wouldn't be broken."
"Maybe if you weren't so fucking beautiful, the walls wouldn't be broken," I roll my eyes and look away, blushing.
"I'll use another bathroom," Mr. Winters laughs as I wrap myself in a rope, walk out of the bathroom, and out of the room.
I walk into a bathroom and touch the metal screen to turn on the water. I swear this man has a touchscreen in every bathroom. I walk towards the tub, and I hear the door close. I turn around, and see Mr. Winters in a robe with his mask on, locking the door.
"Oh, hell no! You stay away from me, you deviled man. My legs are still wobbly from last night!" Mr. Winters chuckles and walks towards me.
"Don't worry, I'm here to take a bath with you," I cackle.
"Do you even know how to soap a woman's hair?" Mr. Winters takes his mask off, revealing his phenomenal smile. He sets it on the counter and walks towards me.
Mr. Winters cups my cheeks, kisses me on my lips, pulling back slowly, "You have no idea what kind of things I'm able to do," I smile.
"Then show me," I watch him walk to the tablet and push buttons on the screen, causing the tub's jets to turn on.
"Ooooo, a Jacuzzi bath," Mr. Winters laughs. My eyes widen as he drops his robe in front of me.
"Good Lord-" I clear my throat, gazing upon him. "You've got to warn me when you drop it," Mr. Winters walks towards me and unwraps my rope, dropping it on the floor. He grabs my hand and leans me in front of the tub.
"Ladies first," I smile as I step into the warm, bubbly water, and sit down. Mr. Winters steps his foot in.
"Holy shit, this is hot," I laugh.
"I think it's the perfect temperature. You can turn the temperature down if you think it's too hot," I grin at Mr. Winters, and he clears his throat.
"If you can handle it, so can I," He sits behind me and grabs a soap bottle.
"What kind is it?" I ask.
"What kind is what?" He says confused.
"The shampoo, what kind is it?" I chuckle.
"I think it's Peaches," I laugh.
"You think? Let me see that," I turn around to grab it, but he holds the shampoo bottle out of reach.
I get closer and stand a bit to reach the bottle, but it's still out of reach. I feel Mr. Winters's tongue lick my boob, and I back with wide eyes, not realizing my chest was that close to him.
"You're not getting this shampoo bottle. Now, turn around unless you want this tongue to lick something else," I turn around and sit in front of Mr. Winters, blushing. I hear the bottle squirt as a cold liquid hits my back.
"Be careful! That shampoo is expensive! Don't use so much!" Mr. Winters chuckles.
"How much does it cost? Thirty dollars?" I turn around, looking at him like he's crazy.
"It cost ten dollars. I wouldn't even dare to think about a thirty-dollar shampoo," I say, turning back around. Mr. Winters's hands roam my hair as he rubs the shampoo into my scalp.
"I can't wait to do your body," I roll my eyes. Once his hands are out of my hair, I turn around and sit on Mr. Winters's lap, wrapping my legs around him.
"My turn!" Mr. Winters looks down at my bare chest. I slap his face playfully and move his chin up.
"Quit getting distracted on me, Winty," I hold my hand out, and he reaches back, grabs his shampoo bottle, and puts it in my hand.
"Fancy. Winter woods. Is this your own brand of shampoo?" Mr. Winters chuckles.
"It is. It's what we sell at the men's store," I grin at Mr. Winters. I squirt a handful into my hands and set the bottle on the edge of the tub.
"This is payback for wasting my shampoo," I say, cackling evilly. Mr. Winters smiles his charming smile.
"That shampoo costs eighty dollars," My eyes widen as I look at the glob of shampoo in my hands. I grab the bottle and try to suction it back into the bottle.
"Don't put it back into the bottle! It's already out, so you might as well use it," Mr. Winters says, laughing and taking the bottle from my hands. He sets the bottom at the edge of the tub.
"You ready?"
"Whenever you are," He responds. I roll my eyes.
"How to the hell am I going to reach your head? Bend down, you giant!" I bend his head down with my other hand and gently put the shampoo on his hair with the other.
I gently mix the shampoo into his hair and scrub his scalp softly.
"Take your time. The view from down here is amazing," I look at his head, seeing it burrowed into my chest. I roll my eyes as I continue to scrub his black hair, making sure the shampoo doesn't get into his eyes.
"All done! You can remove your head from my chest now," I back away, and Mr. Winters pulls his head back into my chest.
"In a minute, this is my favorite view," I laugh. I feel his horror start to poke at my thigh. I push Mr. Winters's head off my chest, and he laughs.
"Control that thing!" I demand.
"How am I supposed to control it when you're the one shoving my head into your tits?" I roll my eyes.
"Think of something that can turn it off! Like someone or something that disgusts you," Mr. Winters grins at me.
"What about a blowjob or a handjob?" I roll my eyes.
"I'm not giving you a blowjob. I'm terrible at holding my breath underwater," A grin pulls on Mr. Winters's face.
"You didn't say no to a handjob?" I look down at the water.
All I can imagine is Mr. Winters tilting his head back with my hand on his dick. Him looking at me, saying fuck it and turning me around in the tub, whispering in my ear that this isn't enough and he needs the real thing. A shiver sends down my spine as I imagine him shoving it in.
"Nope. It is not going to work. It won't be enough. You'll want the real thing if my hand touches your dick."
"You're right. You're much better," Mr. Winters replies, chuckling. I roll my eyes.
"All right then, how many donuts can you stack on your dick?"
"I don't know. I've never been asked that, or thought about trying it," Mr. Winters says laughing.
"I bet you can stack ten of those large round donuts on it," Mr. Winters shakes his head while chuckling.
"The next time we eat donuts, I'll let you try it, but beware there will be consequences of trying it," I laugh while rolling my eyes. There are always consequences.
"Let's wash the soap off. You ready to duck under?" Mr. Winters grabs my hands as his sign of telling me he's ready. I take a gasp of breath, and he pulls me under.
I quickly raise my head out of the water, removing the hair from my face. I look for Mr. Winters and see him still under the water.
"You better get out of there before you hurt yourself," Mr. Winters's head slowly rises from the water.
"Why do I have to come up? I can hold my breath for eight minutes, so I'll be fine. Plus, I was enjoying my view down there," He says as he slicks back his black hair, danging and dripping on his forehead. I roll my eyes and smile, admiring his wet hair and face.
"So, you've mentioned your ex before. Tell me about him."
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-End Of Chapter 52-
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