Bathtub Romance Novels & Stories

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.

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

Damian Desmond carried her from the waterbed and walked directly to a corner of the room, pushing open a glass door. Fiona was once again wide-eyed at the luxurious bathroom, which was as spacious as a small apartment. The bathtub was designed like a pond, and the floor was covered with black granite, showcasing its extravagance. The water in the pond had already been filled early on, and its ripples created a magical effect. On all four sides of the bathroom, mirrors added to the unbelievable experience, allowing a complete view of their movements from any angle. Damian Desmond unceremoniously took off all his clothes and went straight to the bathtub, his movements graceful and lazy, bringi

In the center of the room was a bed the size of a small island, covered in black silk sheets. Damon didn't take me to the bed. He carried me straight into the bathroom. It was a spa. White stone, gold fixtures, and a bathtub big enough for four people. He set me down on the vanity counter. The marble was cold against my bare legs. "Stay," he ordered. He turned and twisted the gold taps on the tub. Steam began to rise immediately. He poured something from a glass bottle into the water lavender and chamomile. I sat there, shivering, hugging my knees. I watched him. He looked so out of place this massive, lethal predator leaning over a bathtub, testing the water temperature with his hand.

He held the door for me as I step inside. The bathroom looked luxurious and elegant. In the center of the room was a large, round, built-in bathtub made of marble or maybe polished stone that faces the glass wall of the room that overlooks the city. The bath tub is already bubbling and dripping. There was also red petals that was scattered around. It looked familiar... my eyes widened as I look into Matteo. Before I could say anything he sedated me and I fell right away into his arms. "I know, dolcezza. I looked like that place where I corrupted your soul."

' thought Catherine with a shocked expression . " Where is the bathroom ?! " asked Catherine , trying to calm herself down from the shock of the immense wealth her ' son-in-law ' had . The servant opened a door that was near the window and helped Catherine to put Charlotte inside . When they stepped inside the bathroom , Catherine remained speechless once again . The bathtub was as big as a pool . The corners of the bathtub were decorated with gold . In the middle of the pool, there was even a fountain . The bathtub was filled with sakura flowers and petals of red roses .

Warning: Mature Content Ahead Without another word, River reached for his hand and tugged him towards the bathroom. Gonzalo loved it when she dominated. There was something about string women that got to his bones. He wanted to be babied and River was one hell of a mother. The room was spacious, the clawfoot bathtub was a magnificent centerpiece. With a flick of her wrist, he watched River conjured warm water that filled the tub, swirling with fragrant steam. “Show off.” He chuckled as he pulled her closer and undid the rough zip-up she had done during their messy escape from the living room just now.

He took his own clothes off and I raised an eyebrow when I saw his hardening cock before he lifted me in his arms and walked to the bathroom. My eyes widened at the sight of the bubble filled tub and the candles which were placed around, the lights were dimmed, and I couldn’t help but giggle when I realized that he had prepared a romantic bath for the two of us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head on his shoulder making him chuckle before he placed me in the warm tub, the warm water relaxing my muscles instantly. He got in the tub after me and wrapped his arms around me making my smile widen. The fact that I could feel his hard cock against my back made heat travel through my

My heart was full, overflowing with love, and each step we took back to the boutique inn seemed to draw us deeper into rediscovering each other. When we reached our room, the space was a haven of romance. The fireplace crackled, casting warm shadows on the walls, and the canopied bed seemed to beckon. But Elliot had other plans. He pulled me into the bathroom, where an antique clawfoot tub was already prepared, the warm water exuding a soft scent of lavender and jasmine. Candles flickered around, their flames reflected on the water’s surface, creating an atmosphere that was both intimate and enchanting. “How about a bath?” he asked, his voice low, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.