flick with hot need before she turned
to follow Victoria and the round landlady up the stairway to their room.
It was small, but cosy, a fire roared in the hearth and the baths were being filled.
The chambermaid placed a partition between the two baths so they could both indulge
at the same time and still be able to maintain privacy. The tubs were a far cry from
the one sitting in her bathroom at home, complete with massaging jets, but the water
was steaming and Grace could hardly wait to climb in and thaw herself out. She barely
waited for the maid to pour the last bucket of water before she stripped off and slid
into the water.
“Oh God, it’s hot,” she sighed with pleasure as she lowered herself in. The water,
briefly painful, worked its magic and she forgot to feel guilty for having servants
carry her water up the flight of stairs. The water slowly dissolved the icicles that
had formed inside her, and her mind filled with fog as she relaxed into its warmth.
Victoria hadn’t even taken her gloves off yet, “Goodness, you must be cold.” She reached
in to test the water with her finger. Isabel undressed her and helped her glide down
into the water. “Ah, bliss. You were right; it’s so nice and hot.”
While the ladies enjoyed their baths, Jasper planned on trying to warm up in his room
as well. The fire was going when he entered and there was a pitcher of warm water
ready for him to wash with. Wishing he too could climb into a tub of steamy hot water
he made do with dragging the lone chair in the room right in-front of the fire. He
took his boots off and propped his feet on the grate, being careful not to scorch
his socks, and looked about him. The bed looked clean and comfortable, if a bit on
the small side. There was the chair he was sitting on and the side table that held
the water and that was about it, besides the doors. One door led to the hallway, but
there was another door on the side wall. “I wonder?” he asked himself.
Curiosity overtook the comfort of the fire. He must have a look. The door was not
locked; the handle turned easily in his hand. His palms sweated as he pulled the door
open as though they knew what he was going to find on the other side.
The first thing his eyes located was a smooth, extremely naked leg hanging out of
a bath tub. The breath rushed from his lungs. His sister’s voice came from the other
side of a partition. Relieved it was not his sister’s leg he saw, as his eyes followed
it up to reveal the rest of the body, his hand tightened on the door knob. Grace’s
head leaned back against the tub, her eyes closed with a look of sheer bliss on her
face. His trousers tightened at the thought of putting that look on her face himself.
Her nakedness warmed his body faster than any fire ever could.
Dear God, she was getting out!
Water fell in rivulets down her beautiful body, catching on her nipples before dropping
back into the water below. The fire behind her illuminated the droplets on her skin,
causing her body to glow like an apparition come down from heaven. He grasped the
door frame to stop himself from entering the room.
Jesus
, he hadn’t felt this aroused since his first time with a woman, and he wasn’t sure
if he’d felt this way even then. Jasper knew if his sister hadn’t also been in Grace’s
room he wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation before his eyes.
Isabel came around the partition to help Grace. He drew back into his room so he wasn’t
discovered leering, but he was almost certain Grace looked his way just as he shut
the door.
Dinner was a quiet affair. They were the only ones in the small private dining room
provided by the inn. Grace pushed her food around her plate trying to come to terms
with finding Jasper looking into her eyes as Isabel wrapped the soft, fluffy towel
around her after her bath. Liquid heat had rushed and pooled in her groin making it
almost
Mandy M. Roth, Michelle M. Pillow