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Chapter 9
A small moan escapes me as Amy massages her soapy hands into my shoulders.
"You like that?"
"Mmhmmm," is all I can say. Her hands feel amazing as they knead my muscles and the warm bath water is even more soothing. I can't believe I'm naked, and in a bath with Amy Raudenfeld. If someone told me yesterday that I would be doing this today, I wouldn't have believed them. She moves down my arms, then to my underarms washing gently. She slides her hands across my chest and I inhale sharply as her fingers encircle my breasts and start kneading gently. I'm waiting for her to turn it into more of a sexualized act instead of a grooming session, but she doesn't. She moves her hands down my chest to my stomach. My breathing is erratic and my heart is racing. Is her body reacting the same way mine is because all I want right now is to turn around and have my way with her. She reaches for a nearby wash cloth and pours body wash on it, and then reaches between my legs to wash my most private part. I'm trying to keep my hips from moving but it feels so good that they start moving at their own rhythm, and I can hear Amy's smirk.
"I think you're clean enough now," she murmurs just as the pressure was starting to build inside of me.
"Why are you stopping?" I gasp.
"I need washing too, turn around," her voice full of amusement.
Oh! I turn around and stare at her body, half submerged in water. Drops of water slowly fall down the curve of her breasts, I just want to lean over and lick them off. But I've been assigned a task, so I take the wash cloth from Amy and lather it up in soap and slowly rub the soap all over her body. I pay special attention to her breasts, loving the way she tips her head back and her breathing spikes. My hand slowly drifts down her stomach over her taunt muscles and begins to wash between her legs, my fingers slowly stimulating her through the fabric. She's biting her lip and staring at me with those dark grey eyes and all I can see is desire. I grab the wet wash cloth and ring it out over her head, startling her. She squeals as water drips down her face.
"What was that for?"
"I couldn't help it," I say with a devilish smirk. I don't feel the need to be a mature adult while sitting naked in a bathtub with her.
"Oh well if that's how you want to play," she says with a smirk before I'm hit in the face with a splash of water. The tub is so big that we are able to comfortably sit on opposite sides of the tub and have a splash war. I'm pretty sure more water ends up on the floor than anywhere else but we don't care, we're too busy laughing and giggling to notice. Eventually we tire out and just soak in the warm bath water, enjoying the comfortable silence. I'm starting to fall asleep till Amy says something.
"Come, let's go to bed."
She steps out of the bath and I gawk at her beautiful body, I just took a non-sexualized bath with her and now I'm kicking myself for letting that happen. I just want to feel her skin pressed up against my body. She wraps herself in a towel and holds a large fluffy white towel out for me. She wraps the towel around, pulls me into her arms and kisses me hard. I want to reach out and touch her but my arms are pinned inside the towel, I let out a small groan.
"Say yes."
"To what?" I question.
"Yes to our arrangement. To being mine. Please, Karma," she whispers, emphasizing the last word and my name, pleading. She kisses me again, sweetly, passionately, before she stands back and stares at me. Grabbing my hand she leads me out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. She really wants this. I'm stunned that someone like her wants me.
She's staring at me as we stand at the foot of her bed.
"Trust me?" she asks suddenly. I nod, shocked with the sudden realization that I do in fact, trust her. What is she going to do to me? I shiver with excitement. Her thumb brushes my bottom lip and then she's gone, stepping into her closest. I make a move to follow her but the she's back, and in her hands is a silver-grey silk woven tie.
"Cross your wrists in front of you," she orders as she peels my towel off and throws it to the floor.
I do as I'm told, and she binds my wrist together with the tie, knotting it firmly. My pulse is racing and my heart is close to breaking through my ribcage, her eyes are bright with excitement. She moves forward and instinctively, I move back, bumping into the bed. I almost fall backwards but she grabs me, pulling me flush up against her and kisses me chastely.
"Oh, Karma, what shall I do to you?" she whispers as she removes her towel. I'm slowly lowered to the bed and my hands are raised above my head.
"Keep your hands up, don't move them, do you understand?" Her eyes burning into mine, their intensity leaving me breathless.
My mouth is dry all coherency has left me, so I just nod my head.
"Good," she murmurs, slowly and deliberately licking her lips. I'm mesmerized by her tongue, watching it as it sweeps over her upper lip.
"I'm going to kiss you all over, Karma Ashcroft," she whispers softly into my ear, sending chills down my spine. She tilts my chin up, giving herself access to my throat. Her lips glide down my throat, kissing, sucking, and nipping at my skin. I can feel my desire pooling between my legs. I groan. I need to feel her, so I awkwardly move my hands till they are in her hair. She stops kissing me and glares at me.
"Move your hands and we have to start all over again," she says with devilish glee.
She is such a tease.
"I want to touch you." My voice is breathless and full of sexual desire.
"I know, but keep your hands above your head," she orders, voice forceful.
Again she tilts my chin up and starts to kiss down my throat again, oh she's so frustrating. Her hands run down my body and over my breasts as her lips reach the base of my neck. Her lips begin a very slow trip down my body, following the heated path her hands have left on my body. Each of breast is kissed and nipped gently, and she sucks tenderly on my nipples. Holy cow. My hips have started swaying on their own, trying to find the friction that I desire. I'm desperately trying o remember to keep my hands above my head but with Amy's mouth on my body, I lose all sense of rational thought.
"Keep still," she breathes against my skin as her lips travel down my stomach. Her tongue dipping into my belly button, then gently grazes my stomach with her teeth. My body bows off the bed.
Her nose glides down my center, biting me gently and teasing me with her tongue. I'm whimpering softly, body arching off the bed, craving release. Suddenly, she sits up and kneels at my feet. Grabbing both ankles she spreads my legs wide. Oh shit.
She grabs my left foot and bends it at the knee, bringing it up to her mouth. Watching my every reaction, she tenderly kisses each of my toes and bites each one gently on their pads. When she reaches my little toe, she bites harder and my whole body convulses. She glides her tongue up the arch of my foot and my toes curl - I have to look away. Its too erotic and I'm going to combust. I feel her kiss my ankle and up my calf and just passed my knee, she stops and begins the process on my right foot.
"Oh please," I moan as she bites my little toe, I feel it deep in my belly.
This time she doesn't stop at my knee, she continues up the inside of my thigh, pushing them apart as she does.
Part of me wants to push her off because I know where this is going and I'm nervous, scared, excited and embarrassed. She turns to my other knee and kisses her way up my thigh, licking, sucking and then there she is, between my legs. She runs her nose up and down me, I writhe. Oh my god. She stops and looks at me, waiting for me to calm. My mouth is open and my heart is pounding.
"Oh…please," I beg.
She lets out a small chuckle and the air flows over me. Oh fuck…
"Hmm, I like it when you beg me, Karma."
I groan, I need her to touch me. I can hear the wicked grin in her voice. Suddenly her tongue darts out and slowly starts to circle my clitoris, her hands holding down my legs.
"Woah!" I cry out as my body arches and convulses at the touch of her tongue. She swirls her tongue round and round, over and over, never slowing down the torture. My legs start to go rigid, she sucks on my clitoris gently and I let out a loud moan, my hands grasping the headboard so hard I'm sure my knuckles are white.
"Let go for me Karma."
She licks and sucks at my center eagerly, I can feel everything inside me condensing, ready to let go. All of a sudden I feel her finger slide into me and she's moving it in time with her tongue, round and round. Gently she pulls my clitoris between her teeth bitting down softly and I can no longer resist. My legs go stiff and I let go, all cogent thought flies out the window as my orgasm seizes me, wringing my insides again and again. Holy shit. I'm lying on the bed panting as she slowly crawls up the bed and kisses me.
"Do you see how delicious you taste?" she asks, smiling against my lips.
"See how good we are together," she murmurs. "If you give yourself to me, it can be so much better. Trust me, Karma, we can go to places you never knew existed." Her words echoing my thoughts. She strokes her nose against mine, and my heart melts. She can be so sweet and caring, it's how I know I would do anything for her. Amy makes me feel more alive, and she's already opened my eyes to so many new things. I know I'm going to without a doubt say yes to her.
Suddenly we hear voices in the hall, one of them is Taylor but the other is female. I whip my head at Amy, afraid that she hasn't been one hundred percent honest with me.
"But if she is still in bed she must be ill. Amy may sleep in but even this is ridiculous for her."
"Mrs. Cooper, please."
"Taylor. You cannot keep me from my daughter."
"Mrs. Cooper, she's not alone."
"What do you mean she's not alone?"
"She has someone with her."
"Oh…"
Even I can hear the disbelief in her voice.
Amy, is smirking at me with humored horror.
"That would be my mother."
She crawls off of me and kneels at the edge of the bed.
"Come on, we need to get dressed - well I need to. You should as well if you want to meet her." She's grinning as she leaps off the bed and pulls on a pair of jeans - no underwear! I attempt to sit up but it's a difficult task with my hands tied above my head.
"Amy a little help here please." Her grin widens as she undoes the tie. The woven pattern has made small indents on my wrists, it's…sexy. She's staring at me, her eyes are dancing with excitement.
"Another first," she acknowledges, but I'm too paranoid about the fact that I don't have any clean clothes to question what she means.
"I have no clean clothes," my voice full of panic, and after what I just experienced the panic is overwhelming. "I should just stay here."
"Oh, no you don't," Amy teases. "Wear something of mine." She's thrown on a black tank top and pulled her hair into a ponytail. Despite my state of panic, I stare at Amy, in awe of her beauty.
"Don't worry Karma, you'll look great in anything. I'd like you to meet my mother, please. I'll be out there, I hope you join us."
Holy shit, Amy's mother. This is more than I was expecting. But she is a part of Amy, and I want to meet her. I search the room picking up my various pieces of clothing from the night before and throw them on. Dashing into the bathroom I take a look at my reflection - my eyes are bright, my face flushed and my hair. Holy macaroni, my hair is a mess. I search through her bathroom draws until I find a hairbrush and quickly brush it out until it falls in acceptable waves down my back. I take one last look at myself in the mirror, it'll have to do. I walk down the hall stopping just before the living room. Taking a deep breathe I walk into the room, and meet Amy Raudenfeld's mother.