Placing down on the floor, Merrick got up and grabbed his shorts and put them on. Looking over at Mya, he decided she would definitely need to get out of that dress. Reaching down he turned the bath on letting it fill up with warm water.
This is a bad idea but I’ve got to clean her up. Checking the temperature of the water with his hand, he got up and opened the small cabinet next to the tub that contained some fresh towels.
Walking over to where he left Mya safely on the ground, he bent down picking her up. When they reached the bathtub he put her down so her body was leaning fully on his. He grabbed the hem of the dress and swooped it off her body in one movement. He didn't look at her.
Now she was naked in his arms. He held her for a minute enjoying the feel of her nakedness in his arms reminding himself to keep his hands above the waist. Ok…enough if that shit time to get her cleaned up and safely back into bed.
Picking her up he placed her slowly into the water, she moaned as the water engulfed her body. Now Ill look. How else am I supposed to get her clean? I have to look now. Looking down at the specimen in the water, Merrick’s cock stood up at full attention.
Fucking hell she was beautiful. The water filled up between her plump breasts bringing his attention to two fully erect pink nipples poking up above the water.
His eyes traveled down further taking advantage of the full frontal view, her flat stomach, bare pussy, and long legs. Of course his eyes stopped there at her center...He wanted to touch it, spread the lips expose the clit.
Lick, suck and nibble on it until she begged him to stop. Then he would… You didn't fill the tub up too high on purpose and you know it.
Damn, what a view.
Chapter 10
Grabbing the soap he began washing the night’s events off her. Beginning with her small shoulders and working his way down all the way to her feet. Stretching the limits of his will power he concentrated on the task at hand.
Never in his life did he ever have to bathe an unconscious woman, especially a dangerously beautiful one. She was so delicate in this state, the polar opposite of the woman he met a month ago.
He liked this side of her, the vulnerable side. Once he was finished he opened the drain releasing the water. Placing the soap down, he reached for the showerhead and rinsed the glorious body before him.
She began to stir . Fuck this shit; get her as into bed before you do something else stupid. He snatched the oversized plush cotton towel off the rack next to the tub in frustration and draped it over her body. Picking her up he took he back to his bedroom and deposited her on the bed.
Turning around he went to the large chest of drawers and retrieved a white cotton tee shirt. It would be large on her small frame but it will have to do. I’ll toss her dress into the washing machine on a delicate cycle then hang it out to air dry that way it will be clean in the morning.
Walking back over to the bed he was glad to find that she hadn’t moved. She was still sound asleep. Inhaling sharply he wondered what happened that made her get to this drunken state. An old boyfriend?
The thought of another man annoyed him more than he wanted to admit. Family? Yeah, family was a better option. Although he didn’t recall any pictures of anyone in her office. Or maybe it was the case the murder was taking a toll on the department. No clues. No Motives. No Evidence.
The killer did an exceptional job covering their tracks. Running his hands through his hair in frustration he sat on the edge of the bed contemplating his next course of action. Ok, lets make this quick . Slowly removing the towel from her outstretched body. Out of the water he was able to get the full picture.
She was even more ravishing lying naked in his bed. Creamy unblemished skin except for a small scar near left side if her pelvic area. And her pussy… so fucking