Novelas y relatos de Poppy Bubblebath

Even if we get busy, I'll know that at the end of the day, we're sharing the same bed. After filling the tub with water, I pour in a good amount of bubble soap, and some scented oils I like to use. They smell heavenly, coconut and strawberry. Strange choice but I love the result so I don't care what anyone thinks. Turning around to go call him, I find him standing at the door watching me. Smiling, I strip out of my clothes, one by one until I'm stark naked "Care to join me?"

Evidence everywhere. I stare at my reflection, my breath catching. It sure looks like I’d been claimed. Like he’d been starved, taking and punishing all at once. My body heats all over. I bite my bottom lip, forcing back a smile as I ignore the dull ache between my legs—an ache that refuses to let me forget a single moment of last night. “Let’s get you cleaned up, my lady.” Poppy says gently. Together, she and Ria lead me into the bathroom, where the bath has already been prepared; steam curling into the air, herbs and healing flowers floating on the surface, with small vials of oils arranged neatly at the side.

But I can do this. I think…. Stripping off my clothes, I get into the bathtub and pour in some bubbles. I like bubbles. Once I am concealed in my cloudy white sanctuary, I begin to shave my legs. I shave my armpits. I contemplate Poppy’s advice and sigh. She’s probably right…. I shave… down there. Something tells me this is not going to be comfortable in a day or two…. Satisfied that the king will not be revolted, I wash my hair and let the conditioner sit for a bit before I rinse that off, too.

There was a huge free standing bathtub next to another glass wall facing out over that beautiful lake view. "Wow Emmett. " I smiled. "It's a special glass you can't be seen just in case your worried." He laughed letting go of my hand and bending over to fill the tub. "Bubbles?" He asked. "Please" I smiled. "Lavender or seaweed?" He asked holding up two bottles "Whichever" I laughed. He smiled and tossed in the lavender. When it was filled he turned to me. "Okay so your all set. I guess I will leave you to it." He began to back away seemingly awkward.

“I’m going to add one more thing to the water so when you settle down into the tub Jessa won’t be able to see anything.” She smiles at me gently as she holds a robe out for me to slip my arms into. “Bubbles have always done marvelous things for relaxing the mind, body and soul.”

She’s loved everything I found there so far. I rummage through the cabinets, and once I find everything I want, I set it all on the counter. I light a few candles, placing them around the tub. I fill the tub with skin-melting hot water—her exact words—and add some calming chamomile and lavender bubble bath for her.

He chuckled and lifted her petite frame to wrap her around his waist. She giggled as she readjusted her grip. “We should probably turn off the water or it’s going to overflow,” Maggie commented looking over Zane’s shoulder. He started to lean over the tub when she stopped him. “Wait! Take me over there a minute,” she said, pointing in the other direction at the built-in shelves. He looked at her inquisitively. “Bubble bath!” she explained. “Oh, well, can’t have a bath without bubbles, can we?” Zane said with playful sarcasm and dutifully carried her to the shelves to retrieve the pretty pink bottle.

As I rummage through the drawers, I discover lacy bras and panties that will complete my outfit. Eagerly, I enter the luxurious bathroom, clothes in hand. I take a moment to appreciate the intricate tile work and the large, inviting tub in the center of the room. Turning on the water, I hope that my ankle monitor is waterproof. As the tub fills, I pour in a generous amount of sweet-smelling bubble bath, the delightful scent filling the space.

She untied the satin robe that clung to her body, allowing it to gracefully slide down her arms and cascade to the floor, revealing her bare form. As she approached the large bathtub filled with frothy, bubble-laden water, steam gently rising from its surface, She couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. This was her moment of respite, a chance to indulge in a few precious moments of solitude and self-care. With a serene smile on her face, she carefully lowered herself into the soothing water, feeling the warmth envelop her body. She leaned back, allowing the bubbles to caress her skin, their delicate scent permeating the air.

I needed this so badly to reset and calm down. It smells like rose water, courtesy of the maid, no doubt as it’s hardly a Brandon smell, and the bubbles surround my face, blocking out all thoughts for a moment as I revel in this kind of perfection. I use my foot to turn the tap off when the water brims to the very highest edges of the bath and sink, allowing my bum to lift off the bottom as I’m suspended, floating in relaxation.