I was currently feeling my heartbeat at the place between my thighs. It had taken quite the beating. My breathing finally started getting back to a regular rhythm. Brent was sitting on the other side of the tub, luffa, and soap in hand. I wasn't sure if my legs would work; they'd become like rubber. "I'm not sure I can move," I admit, my face flushing. "Did I hurt you?" Brent asks me, his face softening with concern. I peer down into the water at my useless legs and shake my head. "No. I don't think so." Brent moves to be in front of me. He was on his knees, legs on either side of mine. His nude body was dripping with water from the jacuzzi. Unable to peel my eyes away, I watch as the droplets slip down his abs and then disappear into his happy trail. I then follow the trail down even f
