Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 39

Mia's P.O.V.

Harry, picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bathroom, sitting me on the counter.

"Did you learn your lesson," he asked pushing some hair out of my face and looking at me, one eyebrow raised.

"Yes," I said looking down. It may have hurt a little, but I can't deny the rush it gave me.

"Yes what," he said, grabbing my chin, making me look at him.

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I'm gonna run you a nice bath. We don't you walking around all sticky and sweaty, do we?" He turned and began running the water, leaving me sitting on the counter naked and exposed.

"Feel this. Too warm?" He grabbed my hand, and put it underneath the water. "No," I answered. After a couple more minutes, he had already added a rose and lavender scented bubble bath and he turned the water off. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a hair tie, putting my hair into a high ponytail. Then he lifted me off of the counter, placing me gently into the tub, as if I were a child. My body instantly relaxed in the warm water and I rested my head back on the tub.

"That feels good, doesn't it," he asked, sitting on a stool next to the tub.

"Yeah, it does."

"Did you like it?"

"Like what?"

"What I did. You know..."

"Uh, I mean, it was definitely um... intense. But I did feel like, a rush. So, I can't say I didn't."

"Good. Then I'm sure next time you'll know better, right?"

"Yes," I said shyly, looking down at the bubbles in my hands. Then I heard something fall, it was light, but hard enough to hear it. When I looked over, Harry was undressing himself.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm joining you."

"What? No, this is my relaxation time. No fair."

"Yeah? Well this is my tub and my bathroom and my house, so," he said removing his shirt, and shrugging his shoulders, leaving me staring at his bare body.

"Scoot up," he said, stepping over the tub and into the water. I remained facing forward and I felt his arms wrap around my waist, sliding me backwards towards him. He began taking bubbles into his hands, rubbing them onto my body. I relaxed even more. Then his hands moved down towards my area. He started kissing on my neck, slowly and sweetly.

"Mmm, Harry," I moaned out, my eyes closed and one of my hands reaching backwards to take in a fistful of his curls.

"Mia," he moaned out. The way my name rolled off of his lips turned me on so much. I wanted to fuck him right there, but I was still slightly sore from my "experience". He started gently rubbing at my clit in the water.

"This feel nice?" he whispered into my ear

"Uh huh," I said, barely focusing on what he said, only feeling his fingers on me. He continued his soft motions, still kissing at my neck.

"You're mine now, Mia," he said in between kisses. I could hear the yearning in his voice. "If I didn't have to punish you, you wouldn't be so sore right now, and I could take you right over that counter." I got wetter listening to the words coming out of his mouth. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Seeing yourself bent over in that mirror while I fuck you and make you scream until your voice is gone, hmm?"

"Harry," I whimpered out.

"Shh," he said, removing his hand from my sensitive clit and back up to my breasts, massaging them and taking my nipples in between his index finger and thumb, gently rolling them back and forth.

"Mine," he said, turning my face to him, kissing me. "You remember that. You belong to me, no one else."

"Only you," I moaned into his mouth in between kisses. "Only you. Only yours, Harry."