“Set it on the table, thanks.” Brandon’s eyes never left mine. “Katie,” he continued. “I know something is wrong. I can see it in your eyes. Tell me what’s wrong?”

“I want to go home.” I mumbled, my insides crumbling as he held me against him.

“I’m not letting you go anywhere unless you tell me what’s wrong.” His voice was adamant and he pulled me down to the couch to him. “Katie,” his fingers caressed my cheeks. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”

“I’m just not feeling good.”

“Do you need me to take you to the doctor?” His eyes looked worried and I shook my head. Why was he being so nice? He was making this so much harder on me. I didn’t want to be reminded of how caring he was. “Need me to play doctor?” He grinned and I shook my head as he made a funny face. “’Cause I can play doctor, you know that, right?”

“Hmm, I think I remember you made a pretty good doctor once upon a time.”

“I know. Once upon a time, I nursed you back to health and became the luckiest man in the world.” His eyes caught mine and we just stared at each other for a moment. In that moment I felt like the last seven years hadn’t happened.

“I was very lucky that night.” I whispered as he kissed my cheek.

“I was going to propose, you know.”

“What?” I stared at him in shock.

“That was going to be my Christmas gift.” He rolled his eyes. “Corny, I know. I was going to do it at my parents’ house on Christmas Eve. I had it all planned.”

“I had no idea.” My heart raced as I stared at him. “You never told me.”

“It wouldn’t have been a Christmas surprise if I had told you.”

“I’m sorry I lied.” I looked down at my lap. “I guess I never really got to say it before. But, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to deceive you.”

“Shh.” He shook his head and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go.”

“But what about the Dom?”

“What about it?” He laughed and grabbed the bottle up before throwing some notes on the table. “We’re taking it with us.”

“Where are we going?”

“Back to my apartment.”

“Oh.”

“If that’s okay?” He asked me softly, a question in his eyes.

“Yes.” I nodded slowly. Just one more night, I thought to myself. I just needed one more night to get him out of my head.

***

His apartment reminded me of the one we had shared in New York. It had the same homey, yet masculine, feel and I immediately felt at ease. We walked into the apartment urgently and our lips fell upon each other as soon as he closed the door. He picked me up and placed the Dom under his arm as he carried me.

“Where are we going?” I looked up at him as he walked past what appeared to be his bedroom door.

“To the guest bathroom. It has a bigger tub than in my room.”

“Oh, why?”

“One of the best memories I have is of the time we made love in the shower.” He grinned at me. “I’ve thought about it many times. I want to make some memories in the tub now.”

“Oh.” I blushed as he reminded me of the night we had made love in the shower. It had been during our experimentation stage and many sex toys were involved.

“Come here.” He pulled me towards him and kissed me hard. I lifted my arms up and he pulled my dress off before admiring my naked br**sts. “Shit, you’re sexy.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.” I pulled his shirt off and then his pants. “You’re not wearing any briefs?”

“I was hoping to have some fun tonight.”

“You were?” I frowned at him. “But you said earlier that I was going to be disappointed. You said you had no plans to f**k me?”

“I lied.” He laughed and his eyes clouded over. “You don’t have the monopoly on that, you know.”

I leaned forward and kissed him hard, wanting him to shut up so he didn’t ruin the moment. His fingers played with my hair and then he slowly pulled away. “Don’t pout, I’m just running the bath.” He turned the taps on and then poured a liquid into the tub. It started foaming up right away and I grew excited.

“Are you sure we’re both going to fit?”

“Yes.”

He reached over and slipped my panties off and then he got into the tub. “Are you going to join me?” He smiled and reached a hand out for me and I took it gratefully. I stepped into the tub and stood there, not sure where to sit. “Sit on my lap.” He pulled me down towards him and I sat with my back towards him. He reached over and touched something and all the lights went out. We sat there in the tub in silence for a few seconds as the bubbles filled up the bath. Brandon grabbed a washcloth and started bathing me. His hands rubbed my neck and my shoulders, then fell to my br**sts and my stomach. “Spread your legs, let me clean you.” He whispered in my ear and he used the washcloth to wash my private area. I melted back into him enjoying the feel of his strong hands as they moved the warm soapy washcloth along my body. I closed my eyes and rubbed his legs as he continued to clean me. I moaned as I felt his fingers replace the washcloth in his exploration. They moved up to my br**sts and he squeezed my br**sts and molded them to his palms. He then pinched my ni**les and started kissing my neck. I groaned as his fingers slipped in-between my legs and he caressed my clit in the water. The feeling was intense and slightly different. After a few minutes I shifted in the bathtub so that I was straddling him. He took my breast in his mouth, and I reached down and held his c**k still so that I could ride him. We both groaned as I slid down on his hardness in the water and started gyrating. My movements were stilted in the small space, but he used his hands to hold my ass and push me up and down on his cock. Our breathing was fast as we f**ked in the bathtub and the bathtub water splashed over the side as we orgasmed together. I lay flat on him and he held me for a few minutes as our bodies continued trembling against each other.