“Are you inviting me to the shower, sir?”
“I am,” Stefano said, climbing off of me, out of bed, and offering his hand.
“What if Margaux hears us?” I asked.
“I think we both know how to be quiet in the water, and we’re going to need to bathe one way or the other. We might as well, do it together.”
“Fine,” I said, accepting his proffered hand and climbing out of bed. “There is one condition though.”
“Only one?” he asked. “I would probably agree to several, depending upon your level of kink.”
“Well then,” I said. “First, I’ll ask you to give me a few minutes in the bathroom alone while I turn on the shower water and brush my teeth. I’ll call you when I’m ready for you, and I’ll save my other requests for when we’re in the shower.”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a grin.
In the bathroom, I br
