Bathtub Romance Novels & Stories

He couldn't help but admire the way her body responded under his touch. As they entered the spacious bathroom, Catalina's eyes fixed on the large bathtub in the center of the room. She moved closer, and Castor eagerly joined her, their bodies pressed together in a heated embrace. Catalina's hands roamed over Castor' chest and down to his waistband, pulling him closer as he succumbed to her touch.

It’s breathtaking, I let out a whistle. “Wow, it’s like a Roman bath.” Right in the middle of the huge square room, with steps going up to it, is the largest square tub I have ever seen. Even Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman did not soak in a tub like this and hers was pretty impressive. He pulls me to him and crushes my lips with his, I love the way his tongue follows mine as we mingle together, he bites gently on my lower lip. “Let me run us the bath, there are robes on the back of the door.” He plays with the taps and the water begins to fill it up. I add some bubble bath from an expensive looking baby blue bottle with gold writing on it. It smells of lavender, my favorite.

I always think that I don't deserve him but I'm doing my best to deserve him. "You don't want to shower Jenny?" He asked "I told you to let's take a bath together but you reject me" I rolled my eyes at him " If we take a bath together we will end up making love," he said well that is true one time we are late and we both take a bath together but we end up having sex in the bathroom. I just go to the bathroom and take a shower so we can go out and eat somewhere because I'm fucking hungry.

I surrendered my whole being just to let him know how much I love him. His hands, which were embracing me earlier, were now moving under the water towards my womanhood. I lifted my leg over the edge of the bathtub to give him the freedom he wanted. Our lips never parted, occasionally moaning between kisses as our naked bodies rubbed against each other. Our bodies moved according to our desires, my lower abdomen feeling his length instead of avoiding it, I pushed myself against it. We savored the heat between us, making each other happy with different forms of romance. On the bathtub, under the shower, and on the toilet bowl, we reached the heights of pleasure multiple times until we were exh

Arion said. “Yeah, it was going to be nice and hot until that idiot showed up,” he was still mad about Darren hugging me. I looked around the bathroom, there were candles everywhere, the lights had been dimmed, and soft relaxing music was playing through the speakers. The tub was filled with water and bubbles. I was completely surprised, I felt bad for thinking they had left me earlier. “Wow, this is amazing,” I gushed. I had never thought they would be so romantic. Arion set me down carefully as though I may break. I carefully leaned in feeling the water. It was still warm.

“You’re out now. It can’t touch you anymore.” He carried me into his private bath chamber. I drank in his handsome face as the door behind us. I was so happy to return to him. My nose caught a heavy scent of roses and I turned. When I looked, my jaw dropped. In the center of the vast room, a big, deep marble tub stood. He had remodeled his bathtub, and filled it with steaming water, rose petals, and a scent so soothing it felt like a spell itself. I blinked at him. “You prepared this too?”

Gabrielle's eyes widened in lust. Alexa helped him get off his clothes, and threw it to the couch in the room. "I smell horrible don't I?" Gabrielle chuckled. "No, just sweat. Just take a shower, and you'll be fine. I can bath you if you want." Alexa offered. "I'd like that very much." Gabrielle replied, carrying her to the bathroom. This kind of romantic gesture required a clean and spacious bathroom. Luckily, they had one. The water in the bathtub was warm and inviting.

He handed me a plush white robe and I eyed him suspiciously. “I’m not having sex with you.” I said flatly. “Absolutely not. You can put on whatever you’re most comfortable in under it, but things will be much easier if you opt for just a bra or tank on top.” He assured, ushering me into the bathroom. The bath was already drawn, and I could see oils swirling around the top of the water. I dipped my hand in to test the temperature and was surprised to find it was hot, as if he knew just when to fill the tub. Candles were lit around the room, the smell of pine reaching my nose as the soft flames threw flickering shadows across the walls. The setup reminded me of something a man would do for his

On the wall was a silver hook that held fluffy looking towels across the room, while lilies stood in flower pots, making the room aesthetic. The last thing I noticed was the rose petals that trailed on a single file to the front of the bathtub. I also noticed the air smelt of air freshener, and the rose petals were scattered on the surface of the water in the bathtub. Aiden was standing beside the bathtub, smiling broadly. "And what's this about?" I asked, avoiding his eyes. "Uhh come on." His shoulders slumped. "Aren't you seeing the romantic bath I prepared you?" "I never said I needed one. I'll just use the shower." I said, not meaning one word of it.

To me, they both look good. - For me too. It's hard to choose. It depends on the day and my mood. bathtubs are more romantic. You can joke, tease, take your time. The showers are immediate. Sexy, with all that dripping water. Smooth skin, soapy hands, flushed breasts. His room had a small bathroom with a sink and vase. The shower was in a separate room across the hall. It wouldn't be as comfortable as his bed, but he wanted to give Kat something special. damn he