180 - Bath Tub
*You’ve heard of Bloody Mary? Say it three times into a mirror and she appears? Say grandbabies three times while looking into a basinet and Oma will appear. Almost as scary. - Charlotte*
Camille and Darkness settled in front of the TV with the two teens and they flipped a coin to pick a movie. When the two brothers were done with cleaning the kitchen and the dishwasher was running, they joined the rest of the family. Darkness held Camille close, brushing the occasional kiss against her forehead.
He would never admit it to the kids, or where they might hear it, but he also worried about his wife. He feared that he would lose her before they could really start their lives together. Before they could have more children. Suddenly, he was grateful that she would be graduating in just over a month.
They had already decided that after they moved up to Massachusetts and the family was settled in the new house, she would quit taking her birth control. They were ready to move to the next phase of their lives. Add to their family.
As the credits rolled on the movie, Darkness leaned in and kissed her neck, just under her ear. “How about I go start you a bath?” His voice was soft and low, causing a tremor to run through her body.
She turned her head and met his eyes. Giving a small grin, she looked down and softly whispered, “Yes, Sir.”
With a light growl, he gives her a peck on the lips.
“Take that up to your room,” Dutch complains. “It’s bad enough that I saw our mother’s *friend. I don’t need to think about you trying to make grandbabies.”
“Shhhhh….” Chris sits up and looks around in mock fear. “If you say that word too loudly, Oma will appear.”
“I thought you had to say it three times while looking into a basinet,” Nicki grinned.
The three siblings laughed, and each offered her either a fist bump or high five.
“Well, I’ll keep you from having to listen to us,” Camille says as she stands up and offers a hand to her husband.
Grinning at her brothers, he takes her hand and lets her pull him to his feet. “Good night. Nicki, you have practice in the morning, don’t stay up late.”
“Yes, Darkness,” she replied as he and Camille go up the stairs.
Once in their bedroom, Darkness cupped her face and kissed her tenderly like he had been wanting to do all night. “I love you, Cam,” he murmured between kisses.
Pressing her body tightly against him, she pulled his shirt out of his jeans and then pushed it up. He helped her remove the clothing and tossed it away. Gripping the back of his head, she pulled him down for a kiss. “I love you, too, Amos.”
Her shirt quickly joined his and he cupped her bare breasts. She said his name on a breathy sigh as he leaned down to flick her nipple ring with his tongue. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he buried his face in her neck and lifted her as he stood up straight. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her close.
Tipping his head back, he looked at her, “I don’t know if you are up to me making love to you, but I need to feel you.”
She shifted and kissed him, “Will you take a bath with me?”
He grinned at her as he carried her into their large bathroom and started to fill the oversized soaker tub. After he sat her down, she added in her favorite bubble bath that smelled faintly of citrus and Caribbean flowers. Through gentle touches and tender caresses, they stripped out of what was left of their clothes.
With the water and bubbles reaching the halfway point, Darkness slipped into the tub. Holding out a hand, he helped her step into the water and settle between his legs. The property tattoo on her back was on full display and he leaned in to press a kiss just above his name.
Leaning back, Camille rested against his chest, smiling and closing her eyes, she sighed in contentment. Darkness wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck. Before the bubbles reached the top of the tub, he reached out with his foot and turned off the faucet.
“Please tell me that you have a big tub on your wish list to Cookie,” he murmured against her neck.
“Yes,” she chuckled. “Even have a faucet set picked out that you can control with your feet.”
He gave a low chuckle, “That’s a requirement.”
They sat in silence, simply enjoying being in each other’s arms. When the water started to cool, Darkness opened the drain with his heel and then turned on the hot water back on. A few minutes later, he closed the drain and a moment after that, turned the water back off.
Camille sat up and turned to face her husband. She sat on her knees between his legs as she ran her hands up his chest. With a light touch of her fingertips, she traced his white ink tattoo. After kissing his chest, she moved forward to place her knees on either side of his hips.
Pressing their chests together, she wrapped her arms around his neck as his arms encircled her waist. Their lips met with tender praise and soft sighs. Reaching between them, she gripped his cock and gave a few slow strokes.
He gave a low groan, “Camille…”
“I need you, Amos.”
The quiet admission hit him, and he shifted his hands to her hips. “Condom,” he reminded her softly.
“I should be good,” she grinned against his lips. “I don’t go for my shot until next month.”
A soft growl rumbled at the back of his throat as she slid down on his shaft. A sigh slipped out between her lips as she settled on him and then started to move. She rolled her hips and began to move on him with slow, deliberate movements.
There was no rush, no race to completion. It was just two people in love, enjoying a tender moment between them. An expression showing the depth of their emotions and promise to each other.
Her head tipped back, and eyes closed as she neared her release. It did not come as a harsh tsunami, but rather a gentle wave. Pleasure rippled out from her core and small tremors shook her body. The pulsing of her body around his cock, pulled Darkness with her. Camille found herself riding another wave as the warmth of his seed coated the inside of her pussy.
She slumped against his chest, and he held her close. Carefully, he opened the drain with his heel again before he stood up with her still against his chest. Stepping out onto the plush rug, he shifted her and grabbed an oversized towel from the warming rack.
When they were both dry, they settled into the large bed, his larger body wrapped around her smaller one. They slipped off to a relaxed sleep happy to be back in each other’s arms.
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