My answer delighted him. He led me to his bedroom, which had the biggest bed I had ever seen. The comforter was white with purple trimming, making it feel like an expensive hotel suite. His spacious bathroom distracted me. It surprised me that his shower had a bench in it.
After the flight, the hot water was heavenly as all the residual tension left my body when I exhaled a heavy sigh. I expected I’d be in charge of cleaning myself, but Armand took it upon himself to bathe me. He took his time lathering me up with his woodsy bodywash, starting with my extremities before working toward my chest. I didn’t fight the arousal over how sensuous the experience was as he made his way lower. Our slick bodies slid against each other, allowing me to feel his hardness pressing against my ass. It filled me with an almost unbearable longing.
To my disappointment, he didn’t linger while cleaning my intimate areas. But that frustration disappeared when he dispensed shampoo and started working it into my hair. Not only did I appreciate he was honoring my request to get clean first, but the scalp massage he gave me melted me into mush.
“Your fingers are magical,” I moaned as I savored the experience. “I never want you to stop doing that.”
He pulled the shower wand from its holder and changed from a wider spray to a more focused one. “You’re going to enjoy this even more.”
Before I could ask why, he washed the shampoo out of my hair. He took great care to cover my ears so he didn’t get water in them. Between his talented fingers working me and the massage setting on the wand, I had to brace myself against the wall for support. I was in real danger of melting into a puddle and sliding down the drain. It was a type of pleasure I had never experienced before. The longer it went on, the better it felt. I trembled with a whimper as it pushed me to my limits in my tired state.
When he reached the base of my neck, the combined sensations triggered my orgasm with no other stimulation. It sapped the last of my strength, and my knees buckled. Thankfully, Armand kept a firm hold on me and guided me to sit on the bench.
I rested my head against the wall behind me as I looked at him in wonder. “What kind of sorcery is that?”
He returned the wand to its holder and put on a show of cleaning himself. “It’s a massage setting where the spray comes out in spirals. You’ll never have a better shower experience in your life.”
While I was satiated, I still derived enjoyment from watching water sluicing over his skin as he lathered up his hair with more shampoo. “I’d love to return the favor for you, but I have no clue how you did that.”
He winked at me before he pulled out the wand to use on himself. “A hedonist never tells his secrets.”
“You could explain it to me with diagrams, and I doubt I’d ever understand how water and your fingers working me in a nonsexual way caused me to come that hard without touching myself.” I was boneless as I basked in the afterglow, although I felt a tiny bit of guilt he was suffering with a hard-on. “Maybe by the time you’re done washing off, I’ll be up to helping you finish.”
“If you’re not, that’s okay.” He ruffled his hair under the spray, sending water cascading everywhere. “I understand traveling is exhausting for you.”
“Why?”
He pushed his bangs back from his face, making me swoon. “Your anxiety leaves you in a state of hyperawareness, which means you have to be at full alert for long hours. Constantly being on your guard combined with the stress of so many unknown variables is enough to exhaust anyone.”
“No, I meant why do you understand anxiety so well? You act like you haven’t been anxious a day in your life.”
Armand changed the spray to the wider one before he straddled himself over me. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he embraced my neck. “While I live very carefree now, that wasn’t always true. As a child, I was anxious about everything because of my family situation.”
“How did you overcome it?”
He brushed the stray hair away from my face. “It took a long time for me to feel secure in the Devereaux household. Once I accepted they were my home I would never lose, my fear left me except in the darkest moments. I embraced the unknown and never looked back.”
“You make it sound so easy.”
He caressed the nape of my neck with his thumb, raising chills on my skin despite the heat. “I wish it was, but we both know that it’s the hardest thing sometimes. You have my word that I will always be accepting and patient with you, Zio.”
I leaned forward to give him a tighter hug. “I’m so glad for whatever I did that brought you into my life.”
He kissed my temple. “I feel the same way.”
Pressed that close, his hardness brushed against my stomach. It drove me to reach between us and start stroking his arousal. He rewarded me with kisses as I worked his length. It didn’t take long for him to spill all over my hand as he moaned against my lips and then kept kissing me.
I had never received such a wonderful welcome home.
