Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 34

The Tub

By day four, we were filthy. The constant sex, the fluids, the sweat—we were covered in a layer of grime that felt almost like a second skin.

"Bath," Cici commanded, dragging me to the bathroom.

The tub in the studio apartment was small. We squeezed in together, limb over limb. The water turned murky almost instantly as the layers of dried cum and sweat washed off us. It was gross, but in a way that only lovers—or accomplices—can tolerate.

"Leo," she whispered, leaning back against my chest, her wet hair plastering to my skin. "You washed the outside... but I want you to clean my insides too."

She turned in the cramped space, splashing water everywhere, until she was facing me on her knees.

"I'm going under," she announced.

She took a deep breath and dunked her head underwater. I felt her soft hands grip my thighs, and then her lips wrapped around my cock beneath the surface.