Chapter 733 - Bathing (R18)
Chapter 733 - Bathing (R18)
This time, the kiss was not the butterfly kisses on the lips but an intense play of dominance within. Sayuri found herself pressed upon the bed as Kyle's tongue played havoc within and his hands were creating havoc outside.
Feeling his hands roaming all over and touching her through the clothes caused her to m.o.a.n slightly.
Upon hearing that, Kyle jerked back, breaking the kiss suddenly.
She was still a patient, damn it. He had to control himself better. Even though her injuries were already healed, she was weak.
And she had just woken up.
"Sorry," Kyle said hoarsely, running his hands through his hair as he then rubbed the back of his neck, "I can't seem to control myself when it comes to you nowadays."
When they had been friends with benefits, he already couldn't keep his hands off of her and was in a constant state of horniness whenever she was near. However, no matter how shameless he had been then, this was a whole new level to him.
When he thought about it, he must have already been in love with her then. His d.e.s.i.r.e and s.e.x.u.a.l attraction to her was a result of it, subconscious though it may be. Now that he was well aware, it was worse.
Every time he thought about it, he really couldn't believe how dense he had been.
Sayuri smiled, seeing the obvious embarrassment and d.e.s.i.r.e that was in his eyes. She brought her lips close to his. They were so close that he could smell her breath and feel the heat of it upon his lips.
"I feel fine," Sayuri said, "Well, other than not being as strong as before, that is. And sticky. I really need a bath."
"Not a bath," Kyle said, "Just a shower."
She gave a slow smile and licked his lips, asking seductively, "Bathe me?"
Kyle shuddered, not out of fear but for what she was really asking for.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his breathing getting slightly heavier as she continued to play with his lips.
Sayuri ran her tongue all over his lips before kissing it, "I'm very sure. But you have to do all the work."
Without another word, Kyle picked her up and almost ran to the bathroom.
Once inside, Kyle locked the door and gently undressed Sayuri as she stood there quietly. He knew every inch of her body since he was the one that had been giving her the sponge bath all this time.
He had also been doing her physiotherapy and massages.
As he undressed her, he would kiss every spot he could think of. From her neck to her c.h.e.s.t, and all the way below. He didn't miss a single spot, be it the clear skin, the injured parts or those scars and stretch marks caused by the pregnancy.
Kyle then stood up and saw how she was staring at herself in the mirror that was in front of her (and behind him). He went up behind her as she turned her body left and right, and then stared at the obvious pouch of her stomach.
Kyle hugged her from behind, touching the scars, stretch marks, and the flab.
"These are trophies of our children," he said, "The stretch marks will fade in time, as long as you continue massaging them with oil or lotion. Once you start exercising, the love handles here will go as well."
"Whatever it is," Kyle said, kissing her neck, "You're beautiful."
Sayuri blushed, something completely unexpected as it was not in her nature to.
Kyle quickly stripped and then switched on the shower. After making sure that the water was at the right temperature, he led her underneath.
He sat cross-legged on the floor and made her sit on him. She did so, settling right on his l.a.p with her back to him.
He could tell that she was already getting tired from standing up yet he did not want her to feel cold on the floor. Though there was a chair that could be used so that she could shower sitting down, Kyle felt he was a better chair.
He held the showerhead and started wetting her thoroughly.
Then, he wet her head, massaging her temples at the same time. The only thing that he couldn't do when she had been in a coma, was to wash her hair and he knew that this bothered her the most. Handing her the showerhead, he then started shampooing her hair, using his fingertips to massage her head.
Sayuri felt like she was in Heaven. She held the showerhead towards her body so that the warm water kept her warm while Kyle washed her hair.
His fingers were doing magic and she felt so relaxed as she lay her head slightly forward. Kyle was careful not to let the shampoo suds fall forward and once done, he asked her to tilt her head back.
After rinsing her hair, he then proceeded to soap her body.
Kyle lathered his hand and started soaping her all over. He had a small loofah that he used to scrub her back but did not press hard, not wanting to cause too much 'damage'.
Once done, he reached forward and started soaping her c.h.e.s.t, gently massaging her b.r.e.a.s.ts then making sure to rub underneath her b.r.e.a.s.t and n.i.p.p.l.es. He would rub them and pinch it to ensure all the spots were covered.
Sweat would acc.u.mulate under the b.r.e.a.s.t and dried milk would have caked over her n.i.p.p.l.es, so he made sure they were properly lathered and cleaned.
Of course, all of this also caused a certain part of his own body to rise up, poking up at her from underneath.
He used the loofah on her legs then washed her properly, making sure all the soap was gone. Then, he aimed the showerhead onto her c.h.e.s.t, letting the water fall down to the cavern below before he proceeded to wash it.
Sayuri m.o.a.n.e.d as his fingers touched her.