Chapter 16
It was a rather surreal situation, this one. Micah lathered up his hands with the rich, vanilla scented, antibacterial body wash from the dispenser in the club”s wet playroom and tried his best to approach washing Melody with as much dispassion and distance as he could muster. He hadn”t imagined that it would be this difficult, though.
His ingrained subconscious kept telling him that he was in a BDSM club playroom with a naked woman covered in lash marks and wanted to give the image an entirely different connotation to reality. Sure, his conscious thoughts told him that these were the evidence of abuse, not a wild, consensual party in the dungeon, but the mixed aspects were screwing with his head, leaving him with the overwhelming urge to gently and sensuously stroke the suds all over her body and take care of her, making it a pleasure for both of them.
Jesus! Don”t be such a fucking pervert, he told himself derisively.
”What?” Melody asked with a frown, looking over her shoulder to where he was soaping her back. It was only then that he realised that he”d muttered the words aloud under his breath.
Grabbing one of the detachable shower heads, he directed it over her greasy, matted hair and instead replied, ”Tip your head back.” He managed to bite the ”sweetheart” off before it left his mouth at least.
He wet her hair then turned his attention to lathering it up, concentrating on trying to get the neglected tresses clean instead of focusing on the false impressions bombarding his brain.
He was better than that, damn it!
The first lot of lather disappeared into nothing, and Micah set about rinsing and repeating. This was going to take a while, he realised, and he was torn between wanting to ask how her hair had managed to become so unkempt and not wanting to know the answer.
In the end, both thoughts were knocked from his head when Melody gave a soft groan at his ministrations as he massaged the scented lather into her scalp.
”Am I hurting you?” he asked, stilling his fingers and wondering if there were injuries he hadn”t seen.
”No,” she replied with a breathy moan that wanted to arrow directly to his cock. ”It feels wonderful!”
Another heartfelt groan of pleasure.
Micah was glad he was standing behind her.