"Maybe a bath?"

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RIA

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"There's another shower..." Connor said suggestively.

"I'm going to be honest, I don't want to stand that long," I said, still a bit out of breath. "Maybe a bath?"

"That sounds great." I felt Connor's strong arms wrap around me, snake underneath me, then lift me up off of the bed.

"Oh you don't have to-" Connor cut me off with a kiss. I floated across the room in Connor's arms as he led me to the bathroom that connected to our room. He placed me gently in the bathtub then turned the faucet, slowly filling the tub with increasingly steamy water.

"Ahhhh..." I gasped as I slumped back against the side of the tub. The water felt great as it rose up my sore body from my ankles to the underside of my breasts. Connor sat down in the tub, causing the level to jump over my nipples which hardened a bit at the sensation.

"Mmmm," I purred, letting my eyes fall shut.

"That's what you deserve," Connor said.

"This is amazing."

I heard the faucet squeak and the water stopped rising. I felt a gentle touch on my arm.

"Are you sore?"

"Oh yea," I admitted.

"Turn around," he instructed.

"Hm?"

"Here, scoot down a little."

I felt the water splash as Connor moved in the tub, then I felt his strong hands press against my shoulders.

"Ah," I moaned.

"Just relax, Ria," he said.

His hands kneaded into my flesh, massaging away the aches.

"Oooh, that's amazing," I sighed. His tough, large hands worked from my shoulders down to my lower back. It wasn't a very gentle or tender massage. It was rough and piercing. But he somehow hit every spot I needed him to.

"That's it," he murmured.

"Connor," I moaned as I melted into him.

He leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on the nape of my neck.

"Feeling better?"

"Much," I replied. "Thanks."

"It's no problem," he assured me.

I relaxed, letting my whole body float, my back pressing against Connor's muscled torso. Connor's strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a hug.

"This is so nice," I whispered.

"Yes, it is."

We laid in the bath, enjoying the quiet and the heat. I felt my body rise and fall with each of Connor's breaths.

Suddenly his hand slipped up my stomach to my breast. I gasped as his finger flicked across my nipple. Goosebumps formed as I felt him kiss the back of my neck.

"Oh, Connor," I whispered as I melted into him. He cupped both of my breasts in his hands, massaging gently. I felt his cock growing rapidly, pressing up into my labia.

"I feel like I missed a spot," he said. "Or two." I gasped as his right hand trailed down between my legs.

"How does that feel?" he whispered in my ear.

"Mmmm," I replied. I was so relaxed I didn't want to speak in anything other than whimpers and moans.

Just a moment ago I was sore and tired and wanted little more than to dry off and fall asleep in Connor's arms but now, as Connor's muscular hands worked over my most sensitive parts, submerged in the steamy bathwater, I felt another type of heat radiate within me.