Chapter 45: Skyla’s Boldest Move [R 18]
Skyla’s Boldest Move [R 18]
Skyla placed the clothes and soap at the side.
She said in a cheerful little voice.
“Young Master, can I help you wash?”
Victor looked back at her.
His breath caught in his throat.
Her blonde hair was tied in a high bun.
Some strands fell freely over her face.
Her eyes glittered with anticipation.
She wore a very thin white robe.
So thin that her two big boobs were fully visible through the fabric.
Her pink nipples were clearly outlined.
They were hard and erect.
Her narrow waist curved elegantly.
Her thick thighs pressed together.
Her peachy supple ass was visible under the transparent fabric.
Even her pussy was visible through the thin white robe.
Victor’s dick started to erect underwater.
He felt the blood rushing south.
His heart pounded in his chest.
But he quickly focused on her face.
She was staring at him with expectation.
Her green eyes were filled with hope.
He nodded without much thought.
After all, he had already promised her this morning.
That was when something unexpected happened.
Skyla unexpectedly nodded happily.
Her small hands pulled off the transparent white robe covering her body.
The fabric slipped down her shoulders like falling water.
Now, her sparkling and crystal-clear flawless body was fully exposed in front of Victor.
Her big breasts bounced slightly as the robe fell away.
They jiggled with a soft, mesmerizing motion.
Her pink nipples hardened from the cool air.
They stood erect and inviting.
Her hair was still tied in that high bun.
Some strands framed her innocent face.
Her long legs were smooth and shapely.
Her thick thighs curved beautifully.
Her pink, clean-shaven pussy came fully into view.
It was soft and delicate.
Victor’s dick became too much to handle.
The sight of her naked body was overwhelming.
She was alluring beyond words.
Her innocent face made it even more deadly for any man.
Victor felt his throat go dry.
His heart pounded violently against his ribs.
His mouth opened but no words came out.
“Skyla, w-what are you doing?” Victor stammered.
He was so surprised that he was unable to speak properly.
However, his eyes were glued to Skyla’s perfect body.
He didn’t try to look away either.
As he stared at her naked form from such a close distance.
His eyes locked onto her breasts.
They were full and round.
Perfectly shaped like ripe peaches.
His heart trembled.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Some were pure.
Most were not.
“What do you mean, Young Master?” Skyla replied innocently.
“Obviously, I can’t enter the bathtub with my clothes on.”
She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
She found nothing wrong with it.
It wasn’t the first time she had bathed with Victor.
In the past, they used to bathe together.
So she had gotten used to it.
Victor also remembered this.
But he was no longer the cold, stone-hearted Victor of the past.
He was Victor from Earth.
A man who had never seen a naked girl in real life.
Only in movies and porn.
Seeing Skyla’s immortal beauty.
His mind blanked out for a second.
He stared blankly at the naked girl in front of him.
Her beautiful emerald eyes sparkled.
Her blonde hair was tied in a high bun.
Some strands were freely draped over her snow-white shoulders.
Her skin was flawless.
Smooth as silk.
Soft as petals.
Skyla was still only eighteen or nineteen.
As such, her body was relatively smaller than the rest of the females in the family.
Her figure was beginning to take shape.
It wasn’t fully mature yet.
However, when Skyla saw that Victor was looking at her without blinking.
She blushed in embarrassment.
But at the same time, her heart was filled with pride and happiness.
She kept her back straight.
She stuck out her bosom.
She allowed Victor to enjoy the view.
Every moment of his gaze made her feel warm inside.
Victor swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He stared at Skyla’s almost naked heavenly body.
The excitement crept up his heart.
As for that slender waist.
Victor felt as though he could hold it with just a single hand.
It was exquisite and smooth.
Further down was Skyla’s secret nether region.
Too much pink.
Too soft.
Too inviting.
All of this stimulated Victor so much.
Victor leaned back against the warm stone edge of the bath.
Steam rose around him.
The water rippled gently with each small movement he made.
His muscles were finally relaxing after days of tension.
But his body had other ideas.
The heat from the water combined with Skyla’s presence.
Her scent drifted toward him.
Sweet and clean.
Like flowers after rain.
His cock stirred beneath the surface.
It grew harder.
Thicker.
It strained against the water’s resistance.
Victor shifted his position.
But that only made it worse.
The ache spread through his entire groin.
Each pulse of his heartbeat sent another wave of need through him.
His breathing became uneven.
He tried to focus on something else.
Anything else.
But her presence filled the small space.
“Young Master, I’ll help you scrub your back.”
Skyla stepped closer to the bath.
Her expression remained calm.
Composed.
Practiced.
But Victor knew her well enough by now.
He could see the slight tremble in her fingers.
The way her chest rose and fell just a little too quickly.
Her heart was racing.
She couldn’t hide that from him.
She knelt beside the bath.
Her movements were slow.
Deliberate.
She reached for the soap.
Her hand brushed against the edge of the wooden tub.
She was nervous.
Victor watched her carefully.
Something had changed between them today.
He could feel it in the air.
In the way she looked at him.
In the way she hesitated before each movement.
It wasn’t the first time she had seen him naked.
She had bathed him before.
Countless times over the years.
His body held no secrets from her.
Or so he had thought.
But she had never looked at him like this before.
Her eyes kept drifting downward.
Then snapping back up.
Her cheeks would flush.
She would bite her lower lip.
Then look away.
Then look again.
Victor’s gaze met hers.
Something hot passed between them.
Something hungry.
Something that made her knees feel weak.
She had to steady herself against the edge of the bath.
“Skyla.”
His voice was rough.
Lower than usual.
“Yes, Young Master?”