Broken Angel

Chapters 13

After having an amazing morning with Amanda, we went inside to find Leonardo waiting for me in the kitchen. We went up to his room with him carrying me, reaching his room he put me on the bed and he went to the bathroom. After a couple of minutes he came back and carried me to the bathroom.

(A/N : not too sure if I described the bathroom or not but let me know if I did.)

He had a gray theme going on, like different shades of gray all around with a bit of bloody red and black.
Looking at the huge tub it was filled with soap foam and red rose peddles. It smelled like vanilla and black berries.

He placedme on the counter and started to lift my shirt "Daddy no." He just gave me a stern look, I took a breath "Daddy can I have some privacy please." I said with pleading eyes.

"For what, I planed an amazing day for you that involves me spoiling you and that includes me bathing you."

"OK can I at least undress myself please." I pouted but he just gave me a look of disapproval.

"OK can you turn than." I said funny a sigh, knowing he won't leave.

"Fine." He agreed "But I don't see the difference when I'm still gonna dress you."

He turned and I took of my clothes on my upper region  but when I reached my pants I really wanted him to leave cause I was starting to feel very self conscious about my body. After I was done, I got in the tub and sank down in the water, allowing my mussels to relax. A moan escaped my mouth causing Leonardo to turn.

"Ah you done, that's good." He said and he came by my side with a loafer in his hand she slowly stated to wash my back, removing my hair for clear access.

My muscles relaxed and I forgot all about the discomfort I had with him in the room. That was until he started washing my front, I started squirming in discomfort.

"Babygirl stop it." He said in a warning tone. But the moment his hands touched my left breast, I started squirming again.

"Be still or there will be consequences." His voice laced with annoyance.

I sat still but squirmed every 5 minutes, when his hand massaged my breast. Then it went lower to my stomach, letting breath for a little. Hr was humming a certain tone while washing my stomach which I didn't know.

After a while he was quite which was really strange but when I looked at him he looked really deep in thought. His hand went lower washing my thighs and slowly trying to get my legs to part a bit, which caused me to close them as quick as there were opened.

He gave me a warning look. "Daddy please..." I didn't know what to say, I've never disagreed with him on something and if I do, I get punished to the extremes.

"Babygirl I have to get your kitten washed." He said quiet gently while I gave him a pleading look. Nobody has ever touch me there not even my father.

"Baby I won't do anything, matter of fact I won't even look."

I still didn't want him to touch me there but the look he gave me was daring me to challenge him. Tears welled up in my eyes threatening to fall and seeing that I had no other option, with a sigh I slowly parted my legs a bit.

He gently parted them enough for his hand to fit. He kept true to his word, he only washed me and his eyes were closed. Having his  hand there felt weird but there was nothing I could do about it.

My heart was pounding and my nerves were forcing me to shake a bit, I kept praying that he doesn't do anything funny. Feeling his hand parting my folds mad me shake vigorously until he stopped and opened his eyes to look at me.