Chapter 85. What Did Dean Do To You?

Colt scrubbed me down to my toes, and even between.

I gasped when he raised my foot and kissed it. 

He gave me a devious smile that made my clit pulse. The man had wicked plans, it was there in that glint of his eyes.

I offered to wash him too, but he shook his head, “Another time, baby. Tonight is about you.”

That made me both giddy and frustrated. “Would you let me do nothing then?”

“Right on the money,” he said without pause. “Scoot back for me, Sonsy.”

My brows furrowed, but he gave me an encouraging nod.

I scowled deeply, scooting back. So much for making me feel good.

I hated that I was leaving the warmth of his skin.

“Stop.” He said.

I did, my eyes suspicious now.

“Lean back, baby.” He was smiling, and my suspicion deepened till I noticed his hand steal across the bathtub rim, and twist.

“Colt,” I gasped at the sudden jet of water hitting my clit, cool enough to make my legs shake but warm enough to keep me