18. Mila #4
“Relax, Mila. Have a bath, and I’ll be back.
” He gave me another quick kiss on the nose and then walked out of the bathroom.
I stared at the door for a few seconds, then started to take my clothes off.
Who was I to say no to a luxurious bath in Ryker’s home?
He had insisted, after all. I dipped my big toe into the water to check the temperature and almost melted when I felt how warm it was.
I eagerly climbed into the bath and lay back, loving the feel of the hot water and the soft bubbles covering my skin.
I closed my eyes and let the water seep into my bones.
I reached to the side, pressed a button, and the water started whirling in the tub.
I could feel it shooting from the side of the tub all over my body.
I sighed in bliss as I lay there and smiled to myself.
Knock, knock.
“Hello?” I called out, feeling sorry for myself.
“Can I come in?” Ryker asked softly as he opened the door and walked in.
“You didn’t wait for my answer.” I pouted at him from under the bubbles.
“Enjoying the bath?” He smiled down at me, and it was then that I noticed the glass of wine in his hands. “Here you go,” he said and handed it to me, crouching next to the tub.
“How long have I been in here?” I asked as I took a sip of red wine. It slid down my throat eagerly, and I filled my belly with warmth.
“Thirty minutes.” He grinned as he watched me sipping the wine, his eyes intense on my face.
“Wow, that felt like ten minutes.” I sighed. “Is dinner ready?”
“Nearly. Are you hungry?”
“Not really.” I shook my head. “I’m just enjoying being in here and relaxing. This tub is amazing. It almost feels like I’m being massaged at the same time.”
“I can make that happen,” he said, and he stood up and went behind the tub. “Lean forward,” he said, and I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, squeezing and massaging the tension in my bones.
“Ah.” I sighed as I placed the glass of wine down.
“Do you want me to stop? Am I hurting you?” he asked, his hands resting on my shoulders.
“No, it feels amazing,” I said honestly.
“Stand up,” Ryker said, and I watched as he grabbed a big, white, fluffy towel.
“What?” I frowned up at him.
“I’m going to dry you off and then take you to my bedroom to give you a proper massage.”
“Ryker.” I looked at him with wide eyes. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
“No.” He grinned, and he flicked the towel. “But I’m going to do it anyway. Now, stand up and let me dry you off.”
I stood up and let the water fall from my skin back to the tub.
Ryker’s eyes narrowed as he took in my soap-covered breasts when I stepped out of the bath and directly into the towel.
He patted me down carefully, ensuring that my entire body was dry.
I was surprised and disappointed that he didn’t try to touch me intimately, but I supposed that he was on his best behavior.
“What are you doing?” I asked as he picked me up and held me in his arms.
“Carrying you to the bedroom for your massage,” he whispered as he walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.
I noticed immediately that the lights were off and that there were candles burning, filling the room with a warm glow.
I gasped as I stared at his king-sized bed, for it was covered in red rose petals.
“Ryker?” I looked up into his face as he placed me on the bed. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean? I’m about to give you a massage.”
“With red rose petals on the bed?”
“That’s the best way.”
“Ryker, you said you’re not going to talk about the contract or the fake engagement tonight.” I sighed. “I thought this was just going to be about us.”
“It is.” His eyes crinkled as he looked down at me. “Tonight is all about us.” He pulled the towel off me and pushed me down onto the bed on my stomach. “I’m going to give you a full body massage now, if that’s okay with you?”
“It’s fine,” I said breathily as I waited, light-headed, for my massage. His bed felt soft and comfortable, and I closed my eyes as I waited to feel his strong hands on me once again.
“Let me get my oils,” he said and walked away. Within a few seconds, I heard some music playing in the room.
“What’s this?” I asked, not wanting to open my eyes.
“Just some music to help you relax,” he said, and I felt his hands on my back again. I sighed in contentment as he squeezed my shoulders, poured a warm liquid on my back, and rubbed it into my skin.
He rubbed the oil over my bottom, down my legs, and to my feet. Ryker’s fingers felt like magic on my body and, as he kneaded the knots out of my muscles, I grew more and more relaxed.
“Turn over,” Ryker said, and I complied immediately. He placed his hands on my breasts, kneading and rolling before he moved down to massage my stomach. Ryker’s hands slipped past my belly button and continued lower until they were inside of my legs and massaging my most intimate of spots.
I moaned as his fingers gathered my wetness and rubbed back and forth on my clit.
“Is this the first time you’ll come from a massage?” He grinned down at me, and I reached up, grabbed his hair, and pulled him down on top of me. “Mila, what are you doing?”
“You don’t think you’re going to have all of the fun, do you?”
“Mila, your dinner is ready.” He groaned as I ran my hands down his back and wiggled my body against him.
“You said you would be my dinner.” I winked at him and then kissed him hard.
I’m not sure how long we were making out before I realized that we were both naked on the bed, my breasts crushed against his chest as he sucked on my neck.
I squeezed his ass as he rolled me around on the bed, his hard cock pressed against me.
“I want to make love to you, Mila,” he whispered in my ear as his fingers played with my nipples.
“I want you to make love to me, Ryker,” I answered back and grabbed his right hand and put it between my legs. “I’m ready for you,” I said as I rubbed his fingers in my juices.
“You’re such a tease.” He groaned as he pulled me on top of him. I sat astride him, his cock underneath me, and I grinned down at his darkened, lust-filled face. “Are you sure you want this?”
“Are you sure this wasn’t the very reason you decided to have me over to dinner tonight?” I laughed, and he growled, then rolled me beneath him again.
“I have a condom,” he said and reached over to the nightstand. “I’ll go slow, so that I don’t hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me.” I spread my legs beneath him. “I just want to feel you inside of me.”
“Oh, you’ll feel me all right.” He ripped open the condom packet, and I watched as he rolled the rubber on top of his hard cock.
I swallowed as he placed it between my legs.
“Hold my hands,” he said as he grabbed my hands between his and leaned down to kiss me.
“It might hurt a little bit.” He inched his cock inside of me, little by little.
He slid in easily, and I cried out as I felt him breaching through my inner walls.
“Are you okay?” He looked concerned, and I nodded and wrapped my legs around him tightly.
“Please don’t stop.” I whimpered as he moved slowly inside of me. “You can go faster.”
“Are you sure?” He grunted as he increased his pace, and I nodded.
His lips crushed back down against mine, and his cock slid in and out of me, moving faster and faster as he sucked on my tongue.
I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt having him inside of me.
I’d never known sex would feel like this, so powerful and pleasurable.
Ryker’s eyes gazed into mine as he continued moving inside of me, and he stilled before thrusting into me hard a few more times and then shuddering inside of me.
He collapsed on top of me then and rolled over, holding me in his arms and kissing me all over.
“Did you come?” he asked me, his eyes glittery as he stared at me.
“I’m not sure.” I breathed out as I felt his cock leave my body. I felt empty without him inside of me, yet I felt powerful that I’d made him orgasm.
“That means you didn’t.” He looked annoyed with himself. “Some women don’t come the first time. Give me ten minutes, and I’ll be good to go.”
“Oh?” I said on a yawn. “I’m not sure if I will be.”
“You will be.” He grinned at me as his fingers slid between my legs. “Trust me when I say that.”
“Ryker!” I screamed out his name as he slammed into me from behind. “Oh, please, Ryker.”
“What, Mila?” He grunted as he grabbed my breasts while he continued to fuck me hard. “Do you like this hard cock?”
“Yes,” I screamed with abandon as I felt each and every thrust deeper and deeper inside of me. “Why didn’t we start off with this position?” I cried out as he hit what I could only assume was my G-spot once more.
“I didn’t want you to lose your virginity doing doggy-style,” he muttered as his right hand reached forward and rubbed my clit.
“Why not?” I moaned as his cock slid completely out of me.
“Because.” He groaned as he slipped back inside of me. “It’s not a romantic first position.”
“I don’t care,” I cried out, closed my eyes, and felt my body shuddering as a huge orgasm hit me. My body trembled on his hardness before I fell forward.
“I don’t think I need to ask if you came this time.” He laughed as he moved his cock in and out of me a few more times before his body shuddered behind me.
“No, you don’t.” I was exhausted. Ryker pulled out of me and pulled me into his arms. “By the way, I’ve made my decision,” I said sleepily as I lay my head on his chest.
“Oh?” he said, his body stilling as he gazed down at me.
“I’ll be your four-week fiancée, Ryker,” I said as I reached down and squeezed his semi-hard cock. “I’ll do it.” I smiled, then closed my eyes to sleep. I was excited to see what the next four weeks would bring.