𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ✔ 𝗚𝘅𝗚

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within 30 minutes, anabelle came back with a tray and rested it down beside the tub, sitting down.

"can i join you in the bath?" she asked softly and i looked at her, contemplating the answer.

should i?

she's touched me before, not my vag. she's seen me wear a tight blouse before and didn't say anything, she plays with my stomach when we cuddle and talk to it. heck, belle even named it loui. she always gives me seconds, even if i tell her i don't want it, she compliments my body 24/7 and always makes me feel like i'm on top of the world with her kisses and compliments.

i don't see why not so i nodded, telling her yes.

anabelle stood up and pulled off her shirt, leaving her in her bra. my eyes trailed down to her abs and i licked my lips at how sexy she looks.

this sight is something i see everyday but damn, im never gonna get used to it.

belle tugged at the sweatpants and then took them off, disposing her clothing in the laundry basket. she took off the bra and then the boxers and i looked up at her.

oh my lord —

fuck me. in every damn position.

she looks so beautiful right now.

i tried not to look at her genital but it was difficult not to, considering it was right in front of my face. anabelle stepped in the water and i sat up so she could come behind me and she did exactly that.

"lean back." she instructed and i did so.

"we're going to eat in the tub?" i asked and anabelle nodded.

"yes, i am going to feed you in the tub."

i smiled and pecked my jawline.

"i love you."

"i love you, too." i pecked belle's lips and she smiled.

"man, it feels good to say that." anabelle said and pecked my lips again, making me giggle.

she took up the dish with the pasta and made me turn in the tub. i placed my legs around her waist, still siting closely to her.

she jabbed the pasta with the fork, taking up a piece of chicken breast on the fork, too and instructed me to open my mouth. i did as told and hummed in satisfaction when i swallowed.

"this is good."

"i cooked it so of course it was going to be." anabelle said with pride and i laughed.

"true," i pecked the corner of her lips, "my little chef."

☼︎

i could feel her dick throbbing against my core as she feed me. i looked at her and she didn't even look back at me. anabelle looked at the glass of orange juice and i tilted my head up so she could remove the glass.

she didn't want me feeding myself because — as she claims — i shouldn't feed myself because she wants to do it and a queen always has her king feeding her, in this case, queen feeding queen. it was corny as hell but i just let her be. it is anabelle afterall.

"belle—"

"shh."

"but—"

she raised an eyebrow in warning, asking if she should repeat herself. i rolled my bottom lip between my teeth and didn't say anything.

her hand went under the water and she gave my tummy a pat.

"is loui full?"

i nodded.

"yes he is."

"good." anabelle said and raised her hips a bit, placing the glass on the tray. the water was still warm because there is a heat generator turned on and whatever reason anabelle said.

i felt her tip brushed against my clit and a quiet moan slipped from my lips.

"ana–"

"yes, my love?"

i knew she was ignoring it because she didn't want me to feel like she was forcing anything on me. i know she can't control how hard she gets nor the mind of her dick but i can't just let her stay hard when i can do something about it.

i gave her head once and i will again.

i moved my hand under the water and took ahold of her dick in my hand. anabelle let a low hiss when my thumb brushed against her tip and she closed her eyes for a split second.

my hand moved up and down her dick, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

what does it feels like when a dick is getting pleasured?

"not in the water." she said. right after she that, a soft moan came from her lips and i held her in both of my hands, one above the other.

i pumped my hand on her dick, picking up pace. watching her face morph into one feeling pleasure was an absolute turn on for me.

anabelle let out a curse when she twitched in my hands, telling me she is close.

"im going to cum, babygirl."

i hummed and leaned down to her neck, placing a light kiss on her skin.

"cum for me, mommy."

a deep moan came from her throat as she released in my arms, her cum washing away. her hips jerked up as i kept pumping my hands to help her ride out her orgasm.

"fuck." she hissed.

i smiled in pride and slowed down my movements with my hands. anabelle came from her pleasurable state and leaned her head up to look at me.

i didn't get to say anything before she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. our lips moved against one another in sync and i still had my hands on her dick. i could tell that anabelle was still hard and i don't know how or why.

anabelle nipped my bottom lip and i opened my mouth, letting her tongue slide inside. her tongue roamed my mouth and then we pulled back after some time.

"you didn't have to."

"you didn't stop me."

anabelle grunted in response and i looked at the water.

"we have to get out because your body fluids are still in the water." i pointed out and she nodded. i removed my legs from her waist and she stood up, her dick smacking me in the face.

i laughed and she shook her head.

she wrapped a towel around her waist and used another to dry her and put on back her bra. belle took up the fluffy red towel that she got me and i got up.

anabelle wrapped the towel around my body, tucking it in and squeezed my breast.

i turned in her arms and pecked her lips.

i turned back around and leaned down to drain out the water from the tub. ana placed her hand on my back and she came up behind me. i felt her print pressing against my pussy and i looked over my shoulder at her as i placed my hands on the wall.

"nice position to fuck you in." she muttered and smacked my ass.

i chuckled and got rid of the wash rags and anabelle took up the tray and left the bathroom, going downstairs to put it down.

i am in love with girl and heck if i let her go.