“I’ve never seen one this big before,” I smiled at her words and when Sierra realized what she had said, she blushed and started to laugh. “A tub. I’ve never seen a tub this big before.”
Sierra was watching me so I decided to tease her a little bit and give her a show as I took my clothes off. I took my time and sat down on the edge of the tub to unlace my boots before I stood up and walked to the door of my closet and stepped out of them, leaving them in their designated spot on the floor. I reached down and pulled off my socks and tossed them into the hamper before I turned around and glanced at Sierra. She had apparently been staring at my ass because now her gaze was fixated on my zipper.
I reached up and pulled my shirt off over my head and then tossed it into the hamper casually as I walked a little closer to the bathtub. Sierra bit down on her bottom lip when my hand went to the button on my jeans and I saw her face flush as I popped it open and started on my zipper.
I took a second to slowly unzip them and then pushed my pants down along with my boxers until they fell to the floor. Sierra’s eyes never left my cock and I was glad to see that she was as turned on as I was. Her hands had unconsciously moved up in the water and she had her palms cupping her breasts as she slowly rubbed her thumbs over her nipples.
I stepped up onto the ledge and then put my leg over to step down into the tub. Sierra moved even further back to give me room and before I sat down, I stood there in front of her for a minute, looking down at her as I watched her eyes roam my body.
She moved her hands away from her breasts and put them on my knees. Slowly she ran them up my thighs until they met on either side of my cock. When one hand cupped my balls and the other wrapped around my hard length, it took all the self-control I had not to flex my hips and fuck her hand. I let her run her soapy hand up and down my cock for a minute until I knew I couldn't handle it any longer, then I sank down to one knee in the tub between her legs.
Sierra bent her knees and let her legs fall to rest on the sides of the tub as she watched me lower myself down into the water. I leaned back so that my shoulders were resting on the other end before I reached up and touched the handle that was on the back of the tub.
“More hot water?” I asked her. When she nodded, I turned it on to give us a little more heat and then I tried to relax against the end of the tub while I watched her staring at me.
“When do you have time to work out?” Sierra asked me.
“I don’t work out,” I shrugged. “I muck stalls and ride horses and throw bales of hay. I get a lot of exercise doing tows at work and I get my cardio when I’m helping Jace with repos.”
“Your body is beautiful, “ Sierra said with a grin. “A work of art.”
“So is yours. I want to sculpt it,” I admitted. “Would you let me do that? I’ve wanted to for a long time.”
“To make a sculpture of me?”
“Yeah,” I told her. “It started one day when you were sitting down the bleachers from me. It had been cloudy all day long and suddenly the sun came out and shined right through the windows and hit you in the face. You turned and looked up at the window and then glanced at me. That was the first time I had the thought of sculpting you.”
“When was that?”
“The first time I saw you. It was the first day that Leia met Lexi - her first class, I guess.”
“And you’ve watched me this whole time?”
“Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you talk to me?”
“If I had walked up to you and tried to start a conversation, you would have blown me off. Admit it.”
“Yeah,” Sierra admitted. “I would have wondered what the hot guy was doing talking to me and probably thought that you were just some creeper trying to pick up single moms.”
“The hot guy?” I asked as I reached over and shut the water off.
“You know you’re the hot guy,” Sierra scoffed. “With all that hair and those eyes. Yeah, no denying it.”
“Hmm. I think you might have been checking me out for a while, too,” I laughed. “That’s funny.”
“Maybe,” Sierra smiled. She leaned forward and got up on her knees in front of me before she fit her chest to mine, putting us face to face as I leaned back in the tub. “Why are we sitting here talking about what we like instead of showing each other?”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled right before I caught her lips with mine.
“Maybe we should dry off and take this to where the condoms are in the bedroom.”
“Do you trust me?”
“I should hope so,” Sierra said with a bit of sass. “I’m about to let you turn in a lottery ticket that could change my life and in case it slipped your mind, I’m going to freaking marry you in less than a week.”
“We’re taking a chance on each other then?”
“Yeah,” Sierra whispered as I bit her neck in that spot I realized earlier that she liked. “I like it when you nibble on me.”
“One of these days, I’m going to take a bite out of that ass of yours. I won’t be able to resist.”
“Try not to.”
“Try not to bite you?”
“No,” Sierra mumbled against my lips. “Try not to resist.”
“You confuse the shit out of me, Sierra,” I told her
