“Move closer.” Steffan said, grabbing her butt cheeks and pulling her just against him.

Racheal gasped, her eyelids fluttering involuntarily.

Steffan smirked.

He held her chin and tilted her face up.

“I’d love to bathe you again. I enjoyed it last time.” He said with a wink.

Racheal blushed, and looked away.

He was such a gorgeous man.

He moved her face to look back at him. “What were you just thinking about?”

He must have seen the hesitation in her eyes because he ...