Now he was being rewarded for his patience. Handsomely.
“On your knees,” he commanded, just so he could watch the graceful way she dropped to her knees and placed her hands at the small of her back, the controlled movement a testament to her desire to serve. He ran a hand over her head. The bottom half was wet from the bath but the top half was dry, though a bit frizzy from all the heat and the fact that the drying hair hadn’t been brushed. It gave him an idea. He bent down to kiss the top of her head so that she would know she pleased him, then he turned away.
It only took a few minutes to gather his supplies, but he didn’t hurry. When he passed by her, he wasn’t surprised to see her in the same place, her face serene, her eyes downcast. He placed the items on the foot of the bed, then
