Pillow For Bathtub Novels & Stories

This bathroom is the epitome of opulence. I move behind the screen to the tub, smiling. There is a small white shelf beside it. On top is a spicy floral scented candle. Below are all the toiletries I could need. Creamy bubble solution, body wash, shampoo, conditioner and oil bath beads. I turn on the hot water and add the solution, watching as the tub quickly fills with the steaming bubbles. I throw in a few bath beads. I notice the scented salts and pour a generous handful of them in too.

he moved to my side and crossed his arm around my waist again, gently helping me get in the bathtub. I lay down in the foam and placed my head on the edge of the tub, when he lifted my head slightly and placed the pillow underneath it. So that's what it was for. The water was warm, the hotness soothing my body with the fragrance enlightening my nose. It sent a scent through my brain that eased my mind and made it less heavy. How can one person make a bathtub so therapeutic? I shut my eyes and sank into the moment, floating through the delight that swirled through the air in my brain.

I think I have died and gone to heaven! The bathroom was across the room on the other side and was exceptionally large as well. It contrasts with the bedroom, with white tile and marble all over, chrome fixtures, and gold decorations. The bathtub was more like a hot tub! It could seat like 4 or 5 people in it and had jets everywhere! I don’t even want to begin to think about all the parties he probably had in that tub alone! The walk-in shower had multiple rainfall showerheads coming from the ceiling and multiple show heads on both sides of the walls and the shower had an opening on two sides much like his and her sides. It was HUGE and could probably fit several people in it at once! Then t

The white marble countertop had two sinks with beautiful cabinetry below and more cabinets along the side wall. But to the left of the space was the crowning glory -a ridiculously large bathtub, crafted from the same white marble as the countertop. It looked incredibly inviting. But I had no intention of remaining naked any longer than I had to, even for the benign purpose of bathing. So the shower it was.

Everything was adorned in purple and looked expensive. I had to give it to him. He did have good taste. The walls were a deep shade of purple, and the floor was covered in soft carpets. There was a large bathtub that could fit four people, and it had shiny chrome fixtures. In the middle of the bathroom, there was a big shower with multiple shower heads and glass walls. The shower walls had purple flower patterns on dark purple tiles. The bathroom smelled lovely, like lavender, and there was a pile of fluffy purple towels nearby that I wrapped around myself before getting into the tub.

I grumbled, entering the bathroom to find him at the large bathtub. This wasn't the room we had originally put him in. This room was one of the bigger rooms — the bedroom bathed in golds and browns and the bathroom in golds and whites. There was a large bathtub, one that could be used as a jacuzzi and a separate shower with a rainfall showerhead suspended above. The bathroom had a beautiful white granite counter with flecks of silver embedded in it and a single washbasin in the center; a large mirror taking up the rest of the wall above the basin.

Rising from the bed, I stripped off my sweat-soaked clothes, the damp fabric clinging to my skin before falling to the floor in a heap. The bathroom greeted me with a soft, warm glow. Candles flickered along the marble countertops, their flames casting delicate shadows on the pristine walls. The tub was enormous, its size big enough to contain more than five people, with its smooth, obsidian-black surface gleaming under the light. Steam rose from the water, carrying the soothing scent of eucalyptus and lavender. The maids had outdone themselves.

It even feels expensive. My eyes find the bath and my breath gets knocked out of my lungs. It’s so fancy. How could anyone ever use this bath? It should be on display in some art gallery. It’s a pinkish/ White marble free standing bath with gold legs. My gosh. It’s so cute…

Riven walked to his big, luxurious bathroom. The floor was made of black–tinted tiles veined with caramel-whitish stripes that brightened the darkness beneath his feet. The walls carried the same rich pattern, making the entire room feel sleek, cold, and expensive. A white cylindrical bathtub sat like a throne in the middle of the room, surrounded by soft, pinkish lavender candles unlit, but still screaming luxury.

Alice Lucian had a thing for large bathrooms. Hence, our bathroom was huge with pedestal sinks and fancy looking faucets on one side. A bidet, a toilet and an enclosed shower stood on the other corner. In the centre stood a sizeable luxury whirlpool tub, with white marble floors that gleamed dully in the dim light. The tiled walls were pure white and edged with accents of blue. A low mahogany bench held white fluffy looking towels across the room, while potted plants were placed strategically to further enhance the spa-like atmosphere.