Highest Bidder

Part 10: What I See

Rolling over this morning, my whole body aches in the best of ways. Stretching, I roll over and find him sleeping still. He's so peaceful in his dream-state. The corner of his lips twitch in small smiling spasms. His chest slowly raises. I can see the tree dots I put on him for his radiation treatment. He couldn't sit still. Like always he fought tooth and nail, but the way he gazed up at me made my whole body ignite. Propping myself up on my left arm, I gaze at him. The sheets just over his lower half with his legs slightly out from under them. His arms strewn above his head. Last night was wild. Slow. Passionate. Fiery. I've never had sex like that before. I glance over my shoulder at the mess in the kitchen that continues into the living room. We really went at it with that cake. Getting up, I slide my panties back on and then pad my way to the kitchen and pull on his white dress shirt so I'm not overly exposed to his neighbors. Looking down at my dress- I'm a bit upset that it's coated in cake and icing, but the thought of the smile on his face- having fun for once- makes up for it. Picking it up and his jeans, I head to the washing machine in the Loud of his front living room bathroom and toss them in along with the cake covered blankets from the picnic and a few throw pillows that didn't fair to well in the fight. I start the machine and begin picking up the rest of our mess. I'm a bit of a clean freak. I'm very organized and anal about how things are and where they go. I manage to clean up all the cake and everything else that's out of place. I swiffer his floors and walls. I clean up the broken plate on the floor and discard the pieces of china. The whole apartment is clean once more in a matter of 15 minutes. A new record if I say so myself. Standing at his sink doing the dishes, his sleeves are cuffed up to my elbows as I scrub the orange glaze off of the plates. To my surprise, I feel his arms snake around me and his face pressed in between my neck and right shoulder- leaving me sweet kisses as his hands slide over my stomach and thighs.

"You didn't have to do all this. I was gonna get it." His groggy voice is so low and masculine that I feel my stomach heat up like last night. I finish the last dish, dry my hands and turn to face him. He has me pinned to the counter and is looming down at me.

"You know I'm a neurotic cleaner. I knew there was a mess that needed to be cleaned. I couldn't help myself." I say as I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his lips as I stand on my tip toes. He picks me up like last night and sets me on the dry counter beside the sink. Being above him, I hold both sides of his face and pepper him with kisses as his hands massage my hips. He stands in between my legs, which come up just above his lower set of ribs.

"Well thank you. I appreciate it. Might I say you look sexy in my shirt. Mmm." He kisses my exposed chest- sending a tickle through my body. "Although, I think you look 10 times better with it off. But that's just my opinion."

"Look at you- not being nervous any more." I smirk and his hands slide up my shirt. His hands play on my ribs and his thumbs just graze the lower part of my breasts. "We are coated in cake however."

I pick some out of his hair and toss it in the sink.

"Bath? Or shower?" I know that seducing look of lust he has in his eyes.

"Bath."

"I was hoping you'd say that. I'll go get it ready." Shaking my head, I feel my cheeks burn from blushing and smiling so much. After a few minutes, he picks me up and carries me bridal style to his on-suite.

"Haha, I can walk you know."

"Yes, but I love holding you in my arms." He sets me down and slides out of his underwear and gets in. I slip out of his shirt and my panties and I get in the tub in front of him. The water is so warm and he even put in bubbles. I lay against his chest and he simply holds me in the water. His claw foot bathtub is actually quite long and wide. I love it and maybe that's just because of this situation, but I'm thoroughly enjoying this tub regardless. "I could stay like this forever."