Chapter 21

She jumped scared when heard a phone ringing. It was Vinicius. He went to his room and that was the perfect moment for her to spy those suspicious drawings.

“Good morning, Kairo” Vinicius closed the door behind him.

“Why did you take so long do phone me?” Vinicius couldn’t believe that man was really angry.

“Seriously, man? I was pretty much busy. We were having breakfast together.”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t think she was going to sleep there”

“Why not?”

Kairo stayed in silence, like it didn’t matter to explain.

“So, buddy, how are you? Did it work? Are you injured or something?”

“The sex? Yes, everything went fine.”

“Seriously? God. That’s great, for a moment I thought it would not work. You know, that happens.”

Vinicius didn’t reply.

“Buddy?”

“I don’t want to talk about this on the phone. We see each other later, ok?”

“Holy shit, you’re gonna have sex again? Wow, buddy, I am so proud.”

“Come on, Kairo”

“Are you blushing?”

“Why are you so sadistic?”

“You’re worst, you hypocrite.” Kairo’s tone was full of indignation.

“We talk later.”

“Was she a goodgirl?”

Vinicius sighed.

“Yes, we get along really well.”

Kairo laughed.

“OMG, Vinicius, you’re so patience.”

“Bye” Vinicius hung up.

He headed back to the gym and Lumiria was just standing there, with a very suspicious grin. He squinted his eyes. She was so suspicious that made him to desire punishing her so blady.

“What did you do, Lumiria?” he asked.

“What? Why are you asking me this?”

“Because I teach many kids everyday, I know the look when they do something wrong.”

She gulped.

He smiled.

“Well, if you’re not telling me, that’s ok. I have one more reason to punish you.

“What?” his fingers were running gently down her cheeks to her chin. That was full of threatening. His eyes locked with hers. That was like a mechanism which made her body squirm fervently inwardly and impossible to make any excuse.

“We’re gonna have a bath… with each other.”

…

They walked by the little maze of his house and got again on his small bath with a shower. She liked the shower, that worked like an automatic rain.

Vinicius leaned over, his morning smell invading her for a moment, and he turned on the shower. She looked to that drops pouring lightly on the floor. He just turned his head, finding a very intimidated girl. His eyes violating all her body just looking her in the eyes.

“Lumiria.” He holded his hand out. She loved her name by his voice.

He unbuttoned his shirt she was wearing, kind of surprised she had nothing beneath. His chest breathing with unexpected view.

He stripped out of his capoeira pants and stepped inside the bathroom. She would never get tired of that strip. He walked thought the pouring him like going through a portal, all his body getting wet and cleaned, his hair pulled behind when he ran his finger through.

“The smell of a morning sucubbus is so sweet and burned.” He said with pure desire with his voice. Holy shit, the Vinicius excited was coming back, before she could imagine.

He fetched a bottle of body wash from the built-in shelf on the corner of the bath, squeezing out a generous amount into his palm. Working the liquid into a soft, foaming lather, he enveloped Lumiria's neck with his hands, applying the soap to their neck and shoulders. That was a so different sensation for her, Vinicius’s hand with so much attention just for herself, like a husband. With each stroke, his long, sturdy and artistic fingers exerted a firm pressure, massaging deeply. Sometimes, she could imagine, she was the painting he was in love earlier, just by the way his fingers caressed the canva. Lumiria couldn't help but let out a groan of pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his skilled hands at work.

He chuckled.

“You seem to enjoy a lot that.” He stroked his finger on her chin, but she didn’t understood what was good. “Good girl”

Moving down her arms, then beneath them to her underarms, he washed gently. His hands glided across to her breasts, and she took a sharp breath as his fingers encircled them, beginning to knead gently yet firmly. She wondered for a moment if he felt like this when she grabbed his the day before.

Her body instinctively responded, arching slightly as she pressed her breasts into his hands. Her nipples were tender, missing his licking, missing the way he cupped them last night.

Her breath quickened, her heart racing as his growing erection pressed against her behind. The realization that her body was arousing him sparked a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

He stopped for a moment, leaving her experiment the feeling of wanting his hands on her again. Her nails were threatening on his muscular thighs. She let a snarl scape from her mouth. His voice squeaked.

“Calm down, lady. It hurts”

The sound of the soap being squirted did something with her. Every single detail of Vinicius actions were capable of making her lose control.

This time his fingers started to work skillfully on her legs. He was really bathing her body, and at the same time, if he wasn’t naïve enough, his job was stimulating her.

His hand glided as he stood, massaging her shoulders.

“You can’t devour me. I have to tame you.” He whispered in her ear. The touch of his voice. That was so sweat, like clouds. A new good feeling she would never forget. She liked even more the surprise of his teeth grazing sweetly her earlobe.

“Yes, tame me.” She whispered. She felt his breath when he couldn’t control due to her comment.

That was always a moment in which she couldn’t stand doing nothing, making her turned around with her eyes starting to glow.

“Hey, hey. You have to be a good girl.” She pushed him to the wall. He groaned. “Lumiria” he warned.

“You can put on you punishments list”

His hands were still holding like a defense, his eyes almost scared, while she analyzed his face with a movement of a snake. Vinicius wondered for a moment if it was still Lumiria inside of that body.

Her eyes descended his body, still finding his erection so hard, even more with her power on. His medium size, with his body kind of curved, made his head a little more swollen. She grabbed to feel it.

That thing was inside of her last night, it was just her, and no one else. For a moment she remembered his drawing and imagined what was his taste like, what was the sensation of looking that man from her kneels.

“Lumiria.” He asked. She wondered if he could fear her eyes glowing. “Lumiria?” his voice were shaking.