The Baroness Misbehaves
Chapter 67: Bathe Me (2)

Chapter 67: Bathe Me (2)

Finally alone in the privacy of their bathroom, Madeline reluctantly turned on the faucet and watched as clean water streamed into the big tub, filling it up.

How Cassian had wooed her into doing his bidding, Madeline ran her fingers into her hair at the mere thought of having to bathe him herself, and the worst part after agreeing to do something with Cassian was that there was no going back. She had obviously fallen into the hot soup he had deliberately set for her.

Turning off the faucet when the bathtub had filled to a good amount, Madeline anxiously turned around to inform the young lad that his water was ready, but she hadn’t even gotten the words out of her mouth yet when the scheming husband of hers began to undress right in front of her.

He first started with his buttons, his movements measured and purposeful. Madeline blinked in a daze as she silently watched him unbutton his shirt before her very own eyes, and those titillating chest of his were peeping out as each button came undone. Her mind was screaming for her to look away before she fell straight into his seduction, but her body was doing the exact opposite as her anticipating eyes still watched him with interest.

Unbeknownst to her, the young lad could easily tell she had his eyes on him as he surprisingly heard the rate of her heartbeat gradually picking up speed in his ears. He could sense her anxiousness, her hesitation, the heat that had occupied the bathroom all of a sudden, and that was exactly what he wanted.

To make her crave to touch him.

When he slid his shirt off down his arms and let it drop to the floor, Madeline couldn’t help but appreciate the sight that marveled before her sight. With the rails of the window opened, orange streaks of light invaded the bathroom, adding their warmth to his magnificent body and she involuntarily gulped.

She thought he was done, but to her surprise he reached for the belt of his trousers, unhooking it and slipping it off and that simple yet inviting action made Madeline’s face go red.

Her cheeks felt hot, and her heart jolted in anticipation at what he might look like without having any clothes on. He already looks attractive in clothes to begin with, and just thinking about what difference it’d make without him having any clothes on sent blood rushing to her face and neck, and she pictured herself to be a blushing mess at the moment.

"Sigh... the type of wife I have..... she won’t assist her husband in taking his clothes off." Commented Cassian as he indirectly tried to taunt her, and Madeline immediately turned away from the sight of his tempting body, staring at the boring walls of the bathroom instead and ignoring his remark.

Madeline wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of taunting her today. So she kept her attention to the wall, trying her very best to pretend his actions had no single effect on her.

"Maddie." His voice was like that of a snake charmer who was making plans on luring its prey with hypnotic music. His magnetic voice echoed softly in the walls of the bathroom, and Madeline took a deep calm breath to control her racing heartbeat before turning around slowly to look at the man whose main goal was to disorient her mindset this evening.

When she turned to look at him, the young lad had already dipped himself into the tub with only his torso visible above the water, and that’s when she noticed something miraculous, but strangely odd.

When her mother-in-law mentioned something about his wounds not being too fatal, Madeline had her sincere doubts but looking at his body that was once bruised badly, those bruises and cuts were already healing.

Only painful red marks lingered on his smooth skin, surprising Madeline who didn’t expect those herbs the local physician had used on him to be extremely effective.

Too effective for him to heal in just a day!!

Despite the minor injuries left on his skin, Cassian’s body was perfectly toned and attractively muscular to his fitting. Madeline could already tell that he didn’t need to do much because just one single glare from those Amber-brown eyes alone was enough to make a woman strip for him.

His chest and arms rippled with such allure that Madeline didn’t even know when she had subconsciously bit her bottom lips to stop herself from having one of those unruly imaginations, and she instantly felt like giving herself a slap for daring to think of the impossible.

"Are you going to take my blindfold off, or are you going to just stand there?" Cassian asked, a smirk gracing his sensual lips as he sensed that little wife of his was probably admiring the good sight in front of her.

If only those parasites didn’t cause him so much damage, he would have made his little wife plead before him.

"I..I wasn’t staring." Madeline instantly denied after being able to read that taunting smirk on his pink lips.

"When did I say you were?" He tilted his head at her, catching her at her own lies. "I am your husband, It’s not something to be ashamed of even if you ogled. You can always get an eyeful of me if that is what you seek."

"No thank you." Madeline refused his dangerous offer. He might not be able to see but she could tell he was a walking devil. He was able to read her like one would easily read a map, and she didn’t like the fact that he was able to do such things to her without doing nothing at all.

The best thing for her to do right now is to get him bathed so she can escape from the heat that had already begun to invade the bathroom.

"Lean back." She instructed the moment she leaned behind the tub, and Cassian obediently reclined against the edge of the tub. Madeline’s fingers hesitantly reached to take off his blindfold, and the minute she slipped them off, his eyes fluttered open.

He could hear her gasp softly, followed by the pounding sound of her heartbeat, and he tried his best not to chuckle at how she was fighting to hold herself back.

Madeline quietly picked up the washcloth and began to lather it with soap.

She slowly worked it over Cassian’s chest and down his arm, washing him up while trying to keep her mind sane and do exactly what had brought her here.

Cassian’s eyes automatically closed when he felt the tantalizing touch of his wife’s hand that was accompanied by the washcloth that gently rubbed against the injured parts of his body. He had suggested she bathe him not because he wanted to really bathe, but he wanted to find an opportunity to tease her.

If only he could see her face right now.

"Use your hands." He suddenly instructed, and Madeline paused. "What?"

"Your hands, wash me with your bare hands." He repeated. "My wounds haven’t healed yet, and the washcloth won’t be necessary since it inflicts more pain. I want your hands on me instead, let them be my washcloth for today."

Madeline blinked at him. She couldn’t argue over that since he had to be right, although she was very careful when scrubbing him up.

Adhering to his words, Madeline dropped the washcloth and applied the violet-scenting soap on her palm and rubbed them together.

With her bare hands, she continued to rub and massage his body at the same time, carefully watching for any injury signs to avoid hurting him, but the young lad appeared to be lost in his own bliss as he leaned his head back with his eyes closed.

Her soft touch made his body tense against his own will, and instead of cooling him down, it added fuel to the fire that slowly made him want to crumble his resolve. When her hand slid down his sturdy chest to his upper abdomen, Madeline had to lean forward which led to her chest pressing against the young lad’s bare back, and the connection made his body grow hot like someone who was being peppered.

Her touch was gentle, and her soft palms against his naked skin felt like he was being touched by the softness of feathers. It seemed to have been the worst idea he chose to come up with since he wanted to tease her, but she innocently did the teasing without even knowing it.

His neck strained when her magical hands unintentionally continued to torture his body and he knew he couldn’t tell her to stop cause he was loving it all together.

She cupped her hands into the lukewarm water and used it to rinse his body clean. She felt him shudder slightly when she touched him by the shoulder, and her brows knitted with concern.

"Are you alright?" His expression looked pained, as though he was struggling with himself, and Madeline alarmingly thought she had hurt him.

"Maddie." His voice came out hoarse as he grabbed one of her hands that rested on his shoulder, startling the oblivious woman herself.

"What happened?"

"I need your hands somewhere as well." He breathed out when his once flaccid shaft was starting to go hard from just being touched by this woman.

"Huh?" Confused, Madeline could feel her palm pressed against the warmness of his chest, and the young lad closed his eyes as he skillfully guided her hands down his exposed stomach and past his abdomen, not stopping in his movements.

Madeline’s face bloomed almost immediately when she felt where her hands were going.

"C...Cas!" She tried to yank her hand away when she felt the tension radiating from him, but he pulled her down instead by her wrist, and she ended up meeting his Amber-brown eyes that seemed to be burning.