Chapter 48. A Man! Mummy

"What was that?" Marissa remembered thinking as a sweet-smelling scent tickled her nostrils, and she opened her eyes to see that he had filled the bath with steaming water, and the soapy water was coated with rose petals. Tears came to her eyes, and she stubbornly wiped them off. No way was she going to let him off the hook because of some minuscule, sweet gesture. It was the least he could do after the pain he had caused her.

He had led her into the bath, eased her into it, and got in with her.

"No," she said stubbornly, but he ignored her and reached for another washcloth. With gentle care, he had washed her from neck to toe, taking extra care when he got to her clitoris, but he had washed her there as well. Her body shamelessly responded to his touch when he caressed her there with the washcloth, stroking her thoroughly. She had looked up at him with a frown even as her breathing quickened but he had only whispered

"Shhh, I am not about to take advantage of you.