Chapter 67: Bathe Me (2)
Finally alone in the privacy of their bathroom, Madeline reluctantly turned on the faucet and watched as clean water streamed into the big tub, filling it up.
How Cassian had wooed her into doing his bidding, Madeline ran her fingers into her hair at the mere thought of having to bathe him herself, and the worst part after agreeing to do something with Cassian was that there was no going back. She had obviously fallen into the hot soup he had deliberately set for her.
Turning off the faucet when the bathtub had filled to a good amount, Madeline anxiously turned around to inform the young lad that his water was ready, but she hadn’t even gotten the words out of her mouth yet when the scheming husband of hers began to undress right in front of her.
He first started with his buttons, his movements measured and purposeful. Madeline blinked in a daze as she silently watched him unbutton his shirt before her very own eyes, and those titillating chest of his were peeping out as each button came undone. Her mind was screaming for her to look away before she fell straight into his seduction, but her body was doing the exact opposite as her anticipating eyes still watched him with interest.
Unbeknownst to her, the young lad could easily tell she had his eyes on him as he surprisingly heard the rate of her heartbeat gradually picking up speed in his ears. He could sense her anxiousness, her hesitation, the heat that had occupied the bathroom all of a sudden, and that was exactly what he wanted.
To make her crave to touch him.
When he slid his shirt off down his arms and let it drop to the floor, Madeline couldn’t help but appreciate the sight that marveled before her sight. With the rails of the window opened, orange streaks of light invaded the bathroom, adding their warmth to his magnificent body and she involuntarily gulped.
She thought he was done, but to her surprise he reached for the belt of his trousers, unhooking it and slipping it off and that simple yet inviting action made Madeline’s face go red.
Her cheeks felt hot, and her heart jolted in anticipation at what he might look like without having any clothes on. He already looks attractive in clothes to begin with, and just thinking about what difference it’d make without him having any clothes on sent blood rushing to her face and neck, and she pictured herself to be a blushing mess at the moment.
"Sigh... the type of wife I have..... she won’t assist her husband in taking his clothes off." Commented Cassian as he indirectly tried to taunt her, and Madeline immediately turned away from the sight of his tempting body, staring at the boring walls of the bathroom instead and ignoring his remark.
Madeline wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of taunting her today. So she kept her attention to the wall, trying her very best to pretend his actions had no single effect on her.