35: Bath tub pleasures.

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Warning: Some parts of this chapter contains mild sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

CARL'S POV.

The frothy bathing sponge caressed my naked body, kneading my sore muscles. Leaning on his chest, I relished the feel of his muscular hand on my body as he bathed me. Fruity scent from the bathing gel, seduced my olfactory senses, driving waves of comfort all over my being. He left a trail of kisses on my lean shoulder as he delicately rubbed the sponge on my sore body.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered then planted a peck on the shell of my ear.

"For what?" I inquired, confusion tugging at my senses.

"For the way I treated you yesterday. I shouldn't have snapped at you the way I did. You didn't deserve that." He stated, rubbing the sponge gently on my abdomen.

"I understand that you were in a really bad place..." I started.

"Doesn't mean that you deserved to suffer for it." He explained, scooping water from the tub and spilling it on my shoulder. The warm, sweet-scented, soapy liquid licked the tension from my shoulder. "I'm sorry." He added.

"It's okay. I accept your apology." A reply slithered past my lips.

"Carlito, I want to be better...for you but I am scared of screwing this up." He mouthed the words which sent a wave of warmth in my heart.

"I have never been in a relationship or fallen in love before. So I want this to last. It's why if you feel like I am doing anything wrong just tell me and I'll rectify my mistake. I want you to be happy because your happiness is my top priority. I would anything you want, just to see you happy." His confession birthed a mixture of emotions which didn't hesitate to flow through me.

Caring for my happiness and wanting to be a better version of himself are some of the things that made me fall insanely in love with him.

But him slaving for my love, is something that doesn't sit right with me. I have noticed a pattern in the short time that we have been dating where Gavin often sacrifices some of things he likes...for me.

Last week, he chose to spend time with me in the art studio thus sacrificing a basketball tournament that he was supposed to watch with a bunch of his friends.

I love him for always caring about me but I don't want him to lose himself by trying to always impress me.

"Gav." I shifted in the bath tub such that I was facing him. I cupped his face, staring into his ever beautiful emeralds which were currently clouded with a mixture of emotions.

"Thank you for always putting me first, Gav. I appreciate everything you have done for me. But what I don't appreciate is you turning into a slave in this relationship. You feel like you need to always make me happy so that I don't leave. That if you screw up even a little, I will leave..." I made a psychological analysis.

"Yes. I feel that way most times. I'm scared that if I do or say something wrong, you'll break up with me. It's why I do everything to impress you and to..."He confessed, emotions clouding his face.

"Get my attention." I finished his sentence, tracing my thumb on his cheek.

"Yes. That too." He seconded.

"Gav, you don't have to fight for my attention or try so hard to impress me. You are enough just the way you are. You had my attention right from the moment I laid eyes on you. I was impressed by you right from the first sight." I poured out my heart, a smile creeping to my lips.

"If you want this relationship to work, you have to stop worrying about screwing up. I want you as my partner and not as a slave who lives to impress me. We are in this together Gav. We are equals here." I added.

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