Bathtub Romance Novels & Stories

“You should take a bath. You’ve had a rough day.” Ava nodded silently. She felt drained, but somehow safe with him nearby. Roman helped her draw the bath, filling the tub with warm water, the scent of lavender filling the air. He helped her out of her clothes with tender care — no rush, no lust, just quiet devotion. When she sank into the tub, he knelt beside her, gently washing her shoulders, his touch light and reverent. She leaned her head back, closing her eyes, feeling for the first time in days that maybe she could breathe again.

"Fine. But consider this the last time I'll ever sleep with you." "We'll see about that…" Noru rushes to touch Toma's lips with his and drags his body all the way to his room. Both strips as their lips never parted, when all of their clothes are out of their way, Noru spreads Toma's legs getting hard at the sight. "…you know, you'll never get a big dick if you end up with Yuji." Noru joked.

I would have gotten up to look, but I am so sorry down there that I can't really walk without his help. He comes back out and carries me from the bed to the bathroom, and when we enter, a gasp escapes my lips. The bathroom lights are low in a romantic setting, and the bathtub has bath bombs dissolving in it, and there's this heavenly scent in the air. He places me on the counter and slowly undresses me, and then carries me and places me gently in the bathtub. He undresses but leaves his boxers on. He catches me looking and raises a brow whole whole-smirking.

I joke, entwining his shoulders with my hands "But I'd really like some tea, while I take a shower" We part and I go to the bedroom taking off my clothes and stepping into the bathroom, I turn on the tub and reach for the bath salts placing them in the water and watching the foam form as the water fills. Roman appears in the room just in time with a tray of my tea and his glass of whiskey, while I worry about getting into the tub I watch him take off his clothes. My future husband is an erotic spectacle, even though his gestures are simple, everything about him sounds highly sexual, and it gives me a certain despair to know that there are thousands of other women who would give anything to h

I gasped as he led me through the door to the main spectacle. The bathroom was covered in little candles, a steaming bath already drawn in the jacuzzi tub with rose petals floating on the surface. "What is this?" I asked, glancing around. "You might not want the house for yourself, but we're still having a romantic weekend together," he assured, grinning. "Well, I guess there's nothing wrong with a little romance," I teased, moved by his thoughtful gesture. "I'm going to get some champagne from the cooler. Why don't you make yourself comfortable in the bath?" he suggested. As he walked away, he leaned in, brushing his fingers down the back of my neck. A shiver ran down my spine.

This bathtub is huge, I thought to myself. I agree, relax, I'll heal your body. I close my eyes and relax, and I smell berries, so I know Roland is awake. He comes behind me and rubs my shoulders, kissing me on my marking spot. " Good morning little one", he says, and gets in the tub with me. He had been still nude since last night and my eyes zero in on his dick. FUCK, that is big. I lick my lips as I recall how he felt inside me. I can hear him chuckle as he waddles through the water to get to me. The steam from the little bath pool is surrounding us, making berry bond smell fill up the room. He picks me up and puts my legs around his waist as I wrap my arms around him, kissing him softly.

I shook my head, laughing softly as he kicked open the door to his spacious master bathroom. The room was vast, lined with dark marble and lit by soft, recessed warm lights. In the center stood a massive freestanding soaking tub, large enough for two. Tate carried me straight inside, carefully setting my feet down on the cool tile floor, though his hands remained firmly planted on my waist, refusing to let me put any real distance between us. He reached over with one hand and turned on the heavy brass faucets. Steaming water immediately began gushing into the tub, filling the room with a gentle hiss and a rising cloud of warm vapor. The heat of the room was an instant relief against the ling

I blushed as I got up from my seat and held out my hand, “Would you care to join me for a hot bath honey? “I would love to cutie, just not too hot; I don’t want you passing out.” I snickered as we walked to the large marbled bathroom. The bathtub was large enough for 4 people. Connor started the water and got in as I removed my robe and twisted my hair up so it didn’t get wet. “Damn you are so sexy,” he smiled as I walked towards the tub.

I checked and looked around the room while Ryan just sat on the bed. I checked the bathroom and the shower was working so I decided to take a bath. I unpacked my clothes and took out my towel. I was about going to the bathroom when Ryan spoke. "Come on, you can undress here, we are both guys after all" Ryan said and I scoffed. "You are crazy" I said and walked into the bathroom. I took my time showering in the bathroom. It's not like I'm exactly eager to see that jerk waiting outside.