Portrait of Jealousy (The Art Models Club Book 2) by Amanda Meadows

understood?”
    Hunter's mesmerizing eyes where hazy with desire. But he simply nodded his head.
    “Once I untie you, you will remove the rest of your clothes and get into the bathtub.”
    Once he was free, Hunter flexed his arms and stretched. He stared directly into Amber's eyes as he finished undressing. Then, with just a hint of a smile, he walked casually to the tub and got in.
    Still in her panties, bra, heels, and bracelet, Amber followed him into the bathroom. She unhooked the robe covering the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door and placed it on the counter. The she angled the door so that both of their reflections would be visible. Finally, she walked to the small cabinet by the tub and chose a bottle of shampoo.
    “ Careful, I don't want to step on you in these heels.”
    Amber carefully climbed into the tub.
    Hunter's eyes widened but he didn't say a word.
    Once in the tub, Amber knelt so that the heels were tucked safely behind her.
    “On your knees!”
    Hunter sloshed water as he lurched in the tub and knelt in front of her.
    Amber suddenly thought of the bracelet. She started to put it aside, but Hunter caught her eyes and shook his head slightly.
    “ It won't hurt it to get wet?” she asked, concerned.
    Hunter shook his head more emphatically.
    “Okay, I'm going to put your head under the water so that I can wet your hair,” Amber said carefully. “I want you to hold your breath. I'll keep you under for a tiny bit. But if you need to come up just raise your hand and I'll let go. Understood?”
    Hunter swallowed, his Adam's apple moving up and down. “Understood.”
    Grasping his thick locks, Amber gently pulled Hunter's head until it was touching her breasts. She slowly slid his head down, listening as he took a gulp of air before she continued to push his head lower, making sure it was always in contact with her skin. She allowed herself several moments of contact, right between her legs, before pulling his head gently back up.
    There was a towel warming rack right beside the tub. She reached over and grabbed a warm towel to dry Hunter's face. Glancing at the mirror she saw that her bra was soaking wet and now see through. As she turned her glance to Hunter, she saw that he had also noticed the condition of her bra.
    His jaw was tight with tension. He gripped both sides of the tub so hard that his knuckles were white.
    Hannah smiled and squirted out shampoo into her palm.
    “Close your eyes.”
    She methodically lathered his hair, digging her nails into his scalp to massage it.
    Hunter murmured appreciatively. But he still had a death grip on the tub.
    “ Okay, time to rinse again,” she said breathlessly.
    Once again, she pulled his head along her torso, pausing at the very end to allow his head to press against her pelvis. She moaned, knowing that she could not tease Hunter much longer because she was so inflamed herself. She released him suddenly and he came up quickly, breathing hard.
    After she had wiped his face, Amber decided it was time to get serious.
    “ Stand up,” she said softly.
    Hunter sloshed water as he scrambled to his feet.
    “Now I'm going to wash you,” she said.
    “ First, I'm going to wash as far down as possible . Then I'm going to wash up as far up as possible .”
    Hunter clenched his hands by his sides, his eyes locked on her own.
    “Remember that you will not touch me.”
    Hunter nodded and sighed.
    Amber lathered up her hands and firmly washed Hunter's taut body. She could feel his muscles twitching beneath her touch as he struggled to comply with her orders. When she finally got to his middle, she knew that he was approaching his limits as his body arched against her. She couldn't blame him. She was trembling and weak kneed herself.
    Voice shaking, she gave her last command. “I'm going to get into position. And then I want you to come to me. I want you to show me how much you missed me while I was gone.”
    Hunter licked his lips, waiting, as