Max came around to the front of me and got down on his knees. After he gave me that sexy grin, he tugged my G-string with his teeth and pulled it down to the floor. Starting from my toes, he licked his way up to...oh my God! I sucked in air when his tongue circled around the sensitive spot at the junction of my thighs.
Wanting more of what he was doing, I spread my legs for him. Hearing a deep, satisfied growl, it was obvious Max knew I was enjoying this way too much. When his tongue moved higher, passing my stomach to my nipple, I crumbled. My legs became weak, and got even weaker when he gathered my arms behind my back and sucked the day lights out of my breasts. Holy Jesus! I was already climaxing.
“I hope you can forgive me,” he breathed. He didn’t give me a chance to respond. The room spun when Max lifted me up. Thank goodness he had...I wanted to drop to the floor from sensation overload.
“Thank you for my goodies.” I wanted to tell him before I forgot.
“This is just the beginning.” With one careful step, we were submerged in the water. All of my worries faded in the perfect temperature, like the way the petals drifted away. It was just the right amount of warmth. Having my back against Max’s chest gave me the support I needed. Leaning my head against his shoulder, I exhaled a deep breath as I watched water waving back and forth across the length of the tub.
“I forgive you, Max,” I said, closing my eyes.
Max pulled my hair to one side; his lips were caressing my cheek. “I don’t want you to forgive me just yet.”
I opened my eyes, suddenly feeling a little dread. “Did you do something else?”
Feeling Max’s chest vibrate without a sound indicated he was trying to hide his laughter. What was so funny? There was no humor in Max doing something I didn’t like.
“I wouldn’t dare.” Max extended my arm out of the water. With a single rose petal, he lightly rubbed my arm. The fragrance of roses grew stronger being surrounded by them. “I think you should forgive me after I show you how sorry I am. But before I do, we need to talk.”
I nodded, knowing Max was right. He was more of a problem solver, and I was the one who wanted to run away from them.
“We should tell our parents,” he continued. “I’m going to assume you haven’t told yours. And I think we should get married before our baby is born. It’s a good thing I proposed to you before you got pregnant. You can’t use that excuse that I only wanted to marry you because you’re pregnant. Women are so complicated. Damned if you do and damned if you don’t.” Max chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t you agree with me?”
I turned around to face him. My hair was wet and pulled back from the soft massage he was giving me on my head while talking. Max wiped away the few drops of water trickling down my face. It always made me smile when he was taking care of me.
Leaning back against the tub, I could see steam rising to his gorgeous face. His body spread out naked was a beautiful sight. Tilting his head back to slide a little lower, his lips curled into that sly, sexy grin that made me crazy for him. When he raked his hair back, a few beads of water trickled down his firm, sculptured arm and some down the side of his forehead. It was a mouthwatering sight. Max in the bathtub, just like this, was going to be framed in my mind...forever. Feeling aroused tingles building up, I anchored to him with my legs on either side of him. “You’re probably right.” Picking up a rose petal, I started to caress his cheek with it.
Max guided his hands to my ass and left them there. “I’m glad you agree. I thought you were going to fight me on getting married earlier than we had planned.”
“I want to be Mrs. Knight,” I said against his lips. After slowly gliding my tongue across his lips, I slithered inside of his mouth.
Max’s mouth engulfed mine, kissing me back harder and deeper, and then he pulled back. “Good, because we have a family dinner next week at my parents’ house. Matthew is planning to bring Becky. We should both tell our family the wonderful news.”
“Okay,” I replied with a pouty face in the sexiest way I could muster for one word. “No more talking. It’s my turn. Just enjoy.” Max’s eyes grew dark and greedy at my words. Kissing down his chest, I dunked myself underwater to his dick.
When he’d had enough, he guided my head out of the water, most likely knowing I couldn’t stay under too long. After grabbing a towel, he lifted me out of the tub and headed out of the bathroom.
“It’s my turn,” he whispered hungrily.
Chapter 10
Becky
Dressed in my form fitting sweater dress with my black high heels, which Matthew loved when I wore, I got to the restaurant a bit early. Flipping through my messages on my phone to pass time, I waited for Matthew to meet me for dinner. It was one of our favorite Mexican restaurants that we went to on a regular basis. The restaurant was located halfway between his workplace and my apartment. It was a perfect place to meet when neither of us had decided to spend the night at each other’s house.