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“I like to do my research. Especially when it comes to looking after someone who belongs to me.” He washed off the scrub, very thoroughly. Next, he picked up the shaving gel.
Was she really going to let him shave her pussy?
“Lean back and stay still,” he ordered.
She moved without thinking. And he started to carefully but confidently shave her pussy.
Yes, it seemed she was.
It felt like her mind went somewhere else, drifting. She wasn’t really aware of anything except the feel of him touching her.
When he was finished, he rinsed her, then quickly washed himself before picking her up and carrying her out of the shower.
He dried her off, taking some time to blow dry her hair. Then he wrapped her in a clean towel before drying himself off.
“Do you have to pee?” he asked.
Faith shrugged. Maybe? She seemed out of touch with her body right now.
He carried her to the toilet and set her down, making sure that the towel was out of her way.
Almost instantly, she started to pee.
“Huh. Seemed I did.”
Reuben just gave her a knowing look. “Stay there. I’m coming back.”
When he returned, she’d already cleaned up and flushed. She was standing but leaning against the wall because her legs just didn’t want to move her over to the sink.
“Faith,” he scolded.
Instantly, her lower lip started to tremble.
Shock filled his face. “What? What is it? Is it your stomach? Your throat? You’re in pain? Shit! We need to get you to the hospital.” He swooped in and picked her up.
“I’m not in p-pain. Don’t c-call me that.”
“What? Call you what?” He drew her up into his arms as he walked out into the main area of the bathroom.
“Faith.”
Reuben stilled. “Is that what’s wrong?”
“You call m-me Faith when I’ve been a b-bad girl. I don’t want to be a b-bad girl.”
“Oh, baby. Oh, my sweet baby girl,” he murmured, cradling her against his chest as he rocked with her.
She pressed her face into his hard chest.
There was that tone of voice again. The one she lapped up like a puppy with a bowl of milk.
“You’re okay. You’re all right. You’re safe.” His hand was heavy on the back of her neck and head. Protective.
His other arm was under her ass, keeping her held up.
Safe.
“You’re not a bad girl. You could never be a bad girl.”
