Rae's POV
The water was still warm when Killian reached for the sponge, lathering it with his vanilla-and-lavender body wash.
He washed me like I was something priceless, slow circles over my shoulders, down my arms, between each finger, then across my collarbones and lower.
Every pass of the sponge was followed by his lips, soft kisses on my wet skin, tasting soap and me.
When he reached my breasts he lingered, thumbs brushing my n*****s until they peaked again, then pressed a tender kiss to each one like an apology for earlier.
I sighed, boneless, letting him take care of everything.
He lifted me out of the tub as easily as if I weighed nothing, set me on the counter, and wrapped me in the fluffiest towel I'd ever felt.
He dried me gently, patting, never rubbing, then disappe
