chapter 187: I Will Stop Teasing You

chapter 187: I Will Stop Teasing You
Chapter 187: I Will Stop Teasing You 

Jasmine

“I am going to make the breakfast you said you wanted. It should be ready by the time you are done bathing, okay?” Ronald said. I nodded my head, too tired to even try speaking at the moment. He smiled at me and gave me a kiss on my nose before he stood back up and left the room. I could still feel all those butterflies in my stomach and it made me happy.

“Look up at me, baby girl.” Damien said calmly all of a sudden. 

Obeying him, I looked up at him with my tired eyes and caught the sight of his handsome smile. He started patting at my head, admiring me as I continued to look at him. My eyes were just a bit droopy and he was such a sight to see that I didn't want to look away ever. When his fingers hit the hair tie, he decided to take it out carefully so he didn't pull any of my hair. He set it down on the night stand table and ran his fingers through my hair to comb it out just a little. He looked at me like I was a piece of art to him, I loved the way his smile grew as he took in my locks.

“You are so fucking pretty, baby girl.” He said softly with his head tilted. 

“So incredibly pretty, just like a little princess.” I smiled at him.

“You are very handsome, Damien.”

“You think so? He asked, I nodded my head.

“What about, pretty? Do you think I am pretty?” I giggled a little.

“Very pretty,” he chuckled lightly as he continued to look me in the eyes. 

“I love you so much, Jasmine.” 

“I love you too.” 

He played more kisses on my head while I rested on his chest, continuing to caress me. I didn't like the fact we still didn't have any clothes on because it was a bit cold but the warmth radiated off his body and onto mine so it made it more bearable. After about a minute or two, Grayson had come back in the room but with his clothing changed.

“The bath is ready when you are, I will put the sheets in the wash and replace them.” 

“Can you get us some clean clothes?” Damien asked. 

“Sure I can, you should start heading there now so the water doesn't get cold quickly.” Grayson replied. 

He soon left the room to go and get us some clothes and new bedsheets for my bed. Damien held me tightly as he set himself up, throwing his legs over the bed and laying me on his lap. He stood up while carrying me bridal style, walking us both over to the bathroom. When we got there, the door was already open so he just walked inside. He brought me over to the tub and set me inside it. The warm water felt so good on my sore and aching muscle, I let out a little sigh of relief. There were of course bubbles in the water, I played around with them a little bit while Damien filled a sponge up with soap. Grayson came in and quickly put the clothes down on the counter before leaving without a word. He was tired, I could tell and Damien started mixing the soap into the sponge until foam started to form. 

“Are you coming in?” I asked, grabbing Damien's attention.

“Where exactly? You or the bathtub?” He asked teasingly. 

My face immediately blushed into a bright red color as my eyes widened at his stupid joke. I hid my face in my palm, hearing him chucking beside the tub. His hands grabbed onto my waist, pulling them away from my face and forcing me to look up at him.

“Move up a little so I can join you.”

He then let go of my face and I listened to his demand, sliding myself up just a bit to give him some room to join me. He got into the bathtub and pulled me closer so I was now sitting in between his legs, he used the sponge now filled with foamy soap and started scrubbing me softly. I continued to play with the bubbles as he washed me, noticing that he made sure to be careful around my thighs, knowing I was a little sensitive down there now. It was the same case with my chest, I was happy to see how careful he was being with me. He scrubbed my back really quickly before laying me back on his chest. After a few minutes, he had thoroughly washed me, he set the sponge aside and relaxed himself, playing with the bubbles with me.

I cupped my hand into the mountain of bubbles, feeling his hand right underneath mine. I caught a glimpse of our tattoo and I couldn't help but smile at it. We were able to get the mafia tattoo off us when we faked our deaths and we decided to replace them, now we all had Forever written on our wrists. I blew at the bubbles, Damien had moved over a bit and kissed my cheek, a smile slowly crept its way onto my face as he did so. His kisses traveled until he reached my ear, nibbling on my earlobe a little.

“If you were so tired, I would have taken you for the second round.” He whispered into my ear. My eyes widened again as I sucked in a breath.

“Don't say that.” I muttered.

“I would have fucked you so hard you would be begging me to stop, screaming my name as loud as you can.” He continued to tease me.

“S…stop it, Damien.” I breathed out, hiding my face again.

“You would know I like that, wouldn't you?” 

“Stop!” he began to chuckle.

“Alright, I will stop teasing you.” 

I let out a sigh from his playful action and leaned back against him again, only to be surprised with something poking at my back.

“Your friend is poking at me.” I said quietly, almost too embarrassed to say anything more.

“Maybe you can help with it?” I hit his arm.

“Damien!” He began to laugh.

“Okay, I am done for real this time.” 

A comfortable silence fell on us before we both began to giggle a little, I looked up at him as he looked down at me, I kissed his lips passionately and he kissed me back with the same energy, his tongue fought for dominance and I let it win.

“Alright, I think it is time we get out now. The water is getting a bit cold.” He said, as he broke the kiss. 

I agreed with him and we both got up. He grabbed the towel that was hanging up on a rock next to the tub and wrapped one around me and then around himself. We stepped out of the tub and onto the bathmat, drying our bodies off before we put out clothes on.