"I really wanted to and now I definitely will. From now on we will take care of each other," Harper declared and turned around completely to kiss him softly on the lips. Oliver's icy blue eyes widened slightly in surprise at her declaration, but a genuine smile spread across his face as she kissed him. His arms tightened automatically around her waist under the warm water, pulling her flush against his chest. "That is the best idea I have heard all day," he murmured against her lips, returning the kiss with increased intensity. "Taking care of each other. I like the sound of that." His hands slip up to frame her face, tilting it to deepen the angle of the kiss. "We will set boundaries together," he promised between kisses. "No more sleeping at the office for either of us. We will prioritize actual lives outside of work." He pulled back slightly to look into her blue green eyes, his expression serious but hopeful. "Good," Harper says satisfied. "Now do you want to wash my chest, or do you want to watch?" she asked holding the soapy light blue shower puff between them.
Oliver's icy blue eyes darkened with desire as he watched her present the soapy light blue shower puff between them, his gaze dropping to follow its movement. The water sloshed gently around their bodies as she waited for his response, steam rising off both of their shoulders in the warm bathroom air. "I want to watch first," he decided, his voice taking on that low, commanding tone she had come to recognize. "Show me exactly how you take care of yourself when no one else is around." His hands remained on her hips under the water, thumbs stroking slow circles against her skin while he leaned back against the tub's edge. The position gave him an unobstructed view of every part of her above the waterline. "Start with your neck," he instructed softly, his icy blue eyes never leaving hers. "Let me see how gently you touch yourself." Harper slowly started moving the soapy light blue shower puff across her neck and down to her breasts.
Oliver's breathing grew heavier as he watched her move the soapy light blue shower puff across her skin, his grip on her hips tightening almost imperceptibly. The water lapped gently around both of them, creating an intimate soundscape for the moment. "That's it," he encouraged softly, his voice a low rumble. "Show me everything. I want to see how you make yourself feel good." His icy blue eyes followed the path of the soapy light blue shower puff as if glided over the curve of her breasts, lingering on the way the soap made her skin glisten in the steamy light. One of his hands slid up from her hips to rest possessively on the small of her back, pulling her even closer against him. "You are so beautiful when you are focused like this," he murmured. "It is like watching art being created right in from of me."
Oliver's gaze remained fixed on her hands as they moved the soapy light blue shower puff lower, his own breathing growing more ragged. The water around them seemed to heat up as his body responded visible to the intimate display. "Fuck, you are killing me," he muttered under his breath, his free hand coming up to grip the edge of the tub tightly. "Watching you touch yourself like that… it is almost better than doing it myself." His hips shifted subtly beneath the water, a clear sign of how aroused he was becoming. The initial plan of simply watching was quickly dissolving into something more interactive. "Let me help with that," he said suddenly, cupping her breasts. "Your hands are tired from working all week. Let me take over for a minute." Harper moaned sweetly as he rubbed her soapy breasts.
Oliver's icy blue eyes darkened further at the sound of her sweet moan, his thumbs circling her nipples gently while his palms supported the weight of her breasts. The warm water sloshed around both of them as he explored the texture and sensitivity of her skin. "God, I love hearing that sound from you," he confessed gruffly, leaning forward to press open-mouthed kisses along the column of her throat. "Hearing how much you enjoy my hands on you." His touch became more confident as he felt her body responding to him, kneading the soft flesh with practiced care. The steam in the bathroom seemed to thicken around them both, creating an intimate cocoon where only their breaths and the sound of water filled the air. "You are so responsive," he murmured against her skin. "Every touch makes you arch into me. It is addicting."
"It feels so good," Harper said softly. "I want more." Oliver's grip on her breast tightened slightly at her plea, his thumbs continuing their deliberate circle around her nipples. The water around them seemed to heat up with the intensity of his touch and the steam swirling through the bathroom. "More?" he repeated with a low chuckle, his voice vibrating against her skin. "I can give you more. I can give you everything." His other hand slid down to her back to rest possessively on the inside of her thigh underwater, his fingers brushing dangerously close to the apex of her legs. The movement was slow and deliberate, giving her time to react or stop him if she wanted. "Tell me exactly what you want," he murmured against her ear, his breath hot against her wet skin. "Do you want my fingers inside you? I will do whatever you ask me to do." His icy blue eyes locked onto her searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. "Fingers," Harper manage to say and grinded her hips against his hand, seeking more contact. Oliver's breath hitched at her desperate grinding motion, his icy blue eyes darkening with raw need. Without hesitation, his hand moved from her thigh to slide between her legs, fingers parting the folds of her pussy beneath the warm water. "Fuck yes," he growled, his voice thick with arousal. "So eager for me already."