Villains also get Second chance

Cassius climbed into the tub and helped me step inside. The bathroom was quite large with golden taps and it even had steps going up to it and steps going into the bath. Cassius sat me down on the second step and he made himself comfortable on the bottom step, sitting between my legs.

He felt embarrassed as he had not bathed himself ever let alone others. But as time ticked by, he forgot all about that as he continued looking at her.  He took some shampoo in his hands and gently applied it on her scalp. Her hairs were long and feathery, soft as if made of silk. Soon he started enjoying roaming his hands in them. He even started playing with them and forgot what he was feeling before. The shampoo had lathered up and made heaps of fluffy foam on her head. But he tugged them a bit hard and she turned her head back

Cassius felt his heartbeat thundered in his ears the moment Marianne looked up. Her glorious eyes were glimmering with those oh-so-alluring lights as when he looked at her.

"I will be gentle from now on, okay." he whispered in her ear, huskily, and let her hair go. He used the water to clean the shampoo off and  then his hand started working its way on her skin. He started from around her neck and moved downwards, moving the scrub gently in circular strokes as if he was massaging her, damn sensually.

Marianne felt tingling sensations on her skin. She was shocked. This wasn't normal bathing at all.

"Uhm…Cassius" she wanted him to stop because she felt her knees had gotten weak.

"Hmm?" he mumbled, his hands now moving down her abdomen. "Do you feel good?" he whispered softly in the silent room and she gulped, his hands were still on her back, his lips touching her earlobes, tingling her skin.

Marianne felt strange. Her skin was becoming very sensitive with every gentle scrub he made. Her face became redder. She was sure he was doing this intentionally, otherwise how could a simple touch be this sensual.

And then, he moved and came out of the tub. She took a deep breath of relief, calming her heart but in the next second, he entered the tub again. And this time he was in front of her, his eyes met hers and she was sure she saw danger in them.

The look was full of desires that made her feel it was much more than just helping her in bathing. Without saying any word, he moved his hands. He started washing her legs up to her thighs and Marianne subconsciously moved back, her back touching the surface of the tub, where Cassius was sitting before she covered her face with the back of her hand covering her lips.

Cassius looked up and saw her expression. The naive girl had turned utterly sexy. Seeing that dreamy look on her face made Cassius smile in satisfaction.

He then continued his sensual assault. He wished that she was naked but he thought that this was fine for now. He was the one, after all, who said that he did not want to be one with her from the start. Now that he felt desires, he could not rush her up.

"Cassius, I think I am clean,… I'm fine now. It's done now," she told him. She was embarrassed and her body was betraying her.

"I already know what to do, you still need to get cleaned well, so let me do it now," he said. He knew she was trying to escape.

With that he continued to scrub her legs gently which was no less than a sensuous massage and she closed her eyes. It was a sweet tour which she was hating and loving at the same time.

"Did you enjoy it?" she opened her eyes when she heard him speaking, he sounded like he was teasing but his eyes were serious.

She didn't know what to say and she just nodded. 

"Come let me dry you now." he said and before she could say anything. He held her in his arms and took out of the bathtub. He took her to the bed and gently placed her there. 

The shirt she was wearing was stuck to her body and the shape of her nipples and inner curves were visible for him. It took all his strength to not lay her there on the bed and have her way with him.

He took the towel in his hands that was the roughest one they have ever used, so he held it gently and started wiping her very slowly.

"Cassius, i can use my other hand" she said still holding her breath but he shook his head,

"Let me serve you today, my queen, '' he whispered sensually and Marianne did not know how to fight with him over it.

She sat there in daze as Cassius slowly started from her hands and moved towards her chest. And the his hands grazed the side of her breasts as he dried her torso and breasts so slowly that it was a sweet torture for both of them.

But if that was not enough then he paid special attention to clean her legs.

Slowly he started from her ankles. He kneeled on the floor on one foot and then put her feet on his legs.

She was stunned to see him below her. It was something she had never thought that any man would do. Let alone him, the one with pride and arrogance.

"Cassius"

"Hush" the silence her with his smoldering look. The way he looked at her made her realise that she was still sitting there nude with him near her feet.

He moved his hand and started drying her feet from bottom to up, reaching her thighs. His hands touching her all over her body was something  she couldn't handle anymore. 

A desire to moan was bubbling in her throat. But if that was not enough, his hands reached to dry the innermost part of her legs.