CHAPTER 88: NO SOAP IN THE BATH

Chapter Eighty Eight

**OLIVER WEST**

Kieran’s fingers on my chin tightened. Not painfully, but I was just more aware of it and the tension that thickened in the air between us.

His jaw ticked once. And then twice.

Ha!

He could glare at me all he wanted, but I was standing firm on this!

It was a reasonable request, why was he acting as though I’d just asked him to give up oxygen?

"You want to turn me into a monk? You can’t be serious." He said as a matter of fact. His expression would make anyone think that sex was one of the nutrients needed for living!

I hit him with William’s words once again."You said you liked me, but now you’re acting like you are only with me because you want to have sex. " I gazed at him with a hurt expression.

Smooth Blackmail

I hoped it worked.

"Don’t I have any other qualities you may be interested in? If you truly like me, you won’t pressure me into this,"

Well, to be honest, apart from William’s warning, a part of me was also nervous about having sex for the first time.

I’d read enough books to know that it would hurt like hell, and Kieran wasn’t small either.

Ugh.

That ’thing’ between his legs would leave me crawling around for days in a house his mother lived in.

And who knows how he would make fun of me later!!!

Kieran would keep teasing me about it, until I died

. . . NO WAY. I won’t ever do this to myself, I should spell out the rules before we proceed further

Kieran was still staring at me like I’d just suggested he cut off a limb.

He didn’t speak. Just stood there, watching me with a sudden unreadable stare that made me feel like he could hear my thoughts. The longer he stayed silent, the more the knot in my stomach tightened.

Is sex really that important to him? Why do people in a relationship have to do it? Can’t we just cuddle, maybe share some kisses and everyone is happy?

So this was how the protagonists in those comics usually feel and I always push the authors for the smut to come earlier.

"Fine." Kieran’s voice sliced into my thoughts, I blinked, sure I’d misheard.

"You... agree?"I asked, too shocked to hide it.

His fingers released my chin, and his index was now digging into my chest as I held my breath for whatever he was about to say.

"But I also have my own condition for accepting yours,"

My heart did a stutter as he pinned me with a stare that made me expect nothing good, but I was also curious.

So, Kieran surprised me yet again when he suddenly said.

"Those rules you mentioned—that’s all I’m going to allow. You won’t add any more ridiculous conditions."

"What do you mean?"

I understood, but at the same time, I didn’t.

"It’s simple Ollie, I’ll remember your word as it is, as long as I don’t refer to you as pet, spank you or have sex with you, you won’t stop me from doing anything else,"

Why did my words suddenly sound twisted when hearing them from his own mouth?

"I believe we are clear, aren’t we?"

It wasn’t even a condition, he was giving an order.

"No! What do you mean by anything else?!" I questioned, squirming when his finger stabbed my chest again, this time, a devious smirk was playing across his lips.

"It means everything else goes," Kieran didn’t explain further, instead he showed me.

I’d been caught in a trap of my own making.

"WHA–" I managed to hold my scream when Kieran suddenly grabbed my waist. I didn’t want his mom downstairs to hear and assume the worst about me, but it was difficult to do so when Kieran lifted me into his arms like I weighed nothing.

"What are you doing?!" My arms tightened around Kieran’s neck instinctively as my feet left the ground. "Put me down!"

"Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall,"

Falling was the very least of my problems right now.

I was neither a bride nor a baby to be carried like this, he couldn’t just lift up his fellow guy like scooping ice cream into a cone!

My pride is completely hurt. . . Liar, you feel giddy and cute!!!

Ugh!

WHEREVER THE HELL DID THAT THOUGHT COME FROM?

It wasn’t me, I promise. I don’t feel giddy, and neither is there any butterflies in my stomach.

Kieran walked us into his bathroom, and my feet made it to the ground inside the shower.

Such an asshole. He must be flexing all those muscles and strength on purpose.

"Why are we here?" I asked only to realize how dumb I sounded.

"Why else? Take off your clothes." Kieran scoffed as I crossed my arms around myself protectively. "It’s not in your rules that we cannot bathe together, besides we are already late for school."

Yeah, like he had ever cared about being late!!!

"Just bathing!" I said sternly, holding his stare and this time Kieran rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. No sex. I remember" He reached for me, and I resisted the urge to squirm when he grabbed the hem of my shirt and raised it over my head.

Now, I was shirtless like him, the familiar heat of embarrassment spreading threw my body.

The shame vanished into panic when Kieran suddenly leaned, until his eyes were at level with my pants.

And then, he tugged down. Dragging including my underwear. My lips were tightly compressed as I fought the urge to flee.

WHAT WAS HE STARING AT SO INTENSELY?

Once again, it took all my willpower to shield my dick from his gaze, I turned on the shower knob after Kieran got naked too. My fingers were shaky from this exposure and my heart was pounding too fast.

Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder, my gaze snapped to Kieran’s.

"Don’t..." The words strangled from my throat.

My skin felt as though it would melt where he was touching.

"Just bathing, we aren’t having sex, are we?" Kieran murmured with a feigned innocence.

How many ways did he plan to torture me with the rules I’d created myself?!!

Why didn’t I add no bathing together and definitely no touching?

Kieran grabbed the soap and lathered it with his palm, I jerked when he started to rub it all over my chest.

"I can do that myself!" I yelled.

I was grown now, why did this remind me of when we were kids when he always insisted on applying soap and even the lotion on my body?

"Give me the soap, I can bathe myself perfectly fine" I said again, but as you might have already guessed, Kieran didn’t stop lathering my body.

He grabbed my neck, and nudged me against the wall, towering over me with his height.

"Not today princess, I’ll do everything for you." He grinned.

My whole body flamed again; the bastard was doing this on purpose. It was as though he fed on his ability to get me flustered.

I was about to protest when Kieran kissed me. His tongue probed my lips apart, and his wet lips squelched against mine; he sucked hard at the deepest corners of my mouth hungrily.

Somehow, this kiss felt different from all the times he’d kissed me.

I was getting breathless and dizzy.

All of my protests were absorbed by his hot, probing tongue; until I just gave up.

Fine, he was only kissing me. It wasn’t even bad. No, it felt good, I wasn’t even going to lie.

Kieran grabbed a fistful of my hair only to deepen the kiss while rubbing the soap against my shoulders and lower back.

Can this be classified as kissing! No, his mouth is consuming me, he’s swallowing me whole!

Did he have to be this passionate?

I could feel something stirring within me, my body responding with pleasure even though my mind was warning it not to.

Kieran suddenly breaks the kiss, his lips land on my neck, and he bites down. It wasn’t hard to hurt, but just enough pressure to make it feel pleasurable.

He peppered kisses on my shoulder blades, my jaw.

His soapy hand massaged my chest down to my abdomen and then Kieran suddenly grabbed my ass; he started to rub the soap between my thighs.

"Kieran, isn’t it enough?" I whispered, this was already too much, if he keeps touching me like this. . . I’M AFRAID I’M GOING TO WANT IT!!!

Using the last of my resolve, I pushed at his chest and snatched the soap from his hand but it slipped from my nervous fingers and landed onto the floor.

"Are you not going to pick it up?" Kieran whispered gazing at me, he didn’t look annoyed that I’d stopped him but there was something about his tone... And the excited glint in his eyes.

Why was picking a soap making him so happy?

Whatever...?

Just as I innocently bent to pick up the scented soap, I realized too late what the naughty look in his eyes was for.

"Bastard!!!!!!!"