That F**cking Yankee

Bathing Time (Romtanic Smut)

Dutch walked over to you and pulled you into a hug but you pushed hin away, you really didn't want mud on your shirt.

"No love?" He asked with a sarcastic baby voice.

"Your all muddy!" You chuckled and began unbuttoning his vest.

Dutch was taken back by your sudden eager character. He stared down at you intently, his hands finding there way to your hips. You looked up at him and he was breathing deeply but slowly, his top teeth where biting down on his lip.

You blushed and got to the last button, pushing the vest from him you placed it on a chair that was present to the side of you both.

"Want a massage?" You asked as you moved to the buttons on his shirt.

"Uhhh" Dutch had really lost himself.

He seemed so lost, maybe he had always seen you as always submissive...?

"Are you not getting in with me?" He asked.

"If you want me to I will" you replied as you untucked his open shirt from his pants.

You studied his muscular body for a moment then peeled the shirt from him. He grabbed back onto you as you turned around to place the dirty shirt on the chair.

His hands ventured your body as he held you close to him.

You couldn't help but groan at the feeling. You could never get use to the feeling of anothers hands on your body.

Dutch began to unbutton your shirt now as he dug his face into your neck. Breathing your scent in with few gentle pecks on your skin.

"Dutch~" You groaned out as you grabbed onto his hands.

"What?" He whispered out as he continued.

His hands ventured down and began undoing your pants and belts.

His skillful hands slipped into your panties. You grabbed onto his hand just as he came into contact with your clit.

"I can't" you groaned.

"Still sensitive?" He grinned and kept rubbing you.

You grabbed onto him a little tighter.

"Please" You begged.

Dutch grunted as he angled his crotch to rub against your butt.

"Please" You begged again in a more suggestive voice.

Dutch retreated his hand and held you for a little while. You turned around in his grasp and removed his hat while kissing him. Your face felt like fire, you were so horny but you were too sensitive and sore to do another round with him.

He began to remove his pants as he stepped away, placing his belt and pants onto the chair. You placed his hat on the corner of the chair and let it hang. You stumbled on Dutch's boots that he had left in the middle of the room. Rolling your eyes you moved them to the side and turned to see Dutch already in the bath sinking into the water.

"Ahhh" He groaned.

You came up to the side of him and swooshed the warm water to moisten your hands and you motioned for him to give you his arm.

He hesitantly gave you his arm, almost like it was degrading for him.

Placing his wet hairy arm onto the bath's side you began to massage it. 

"I don't usually let anyone do this" He spoke not looking at you. 

"Oh?" You asked as you continued.