Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee muttered in an exasperated whisper, "What a strange man. Why do you have to take a shower during work hours?"

"What did you say?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything."

Rylee looked up at Timothy and waved her hand in denial. Once she saw his muscles, she blushed again.

"So, when you do something wrong, you have to make it right."

"Yes, you are right." Rylee thought it through. She would admit what Timothy said, make a good gesture of admitting her mistake, and never make him angry enough to have her dragged out and dismembered.

"Come here!"

"Yes... what?" Rylee had just moved half a step when she paused in shock and looked at Timothy.

Go over there? Why was he asking her to go over?

"Don't you want to make it up to me?" Timothy pretended to be angry and frowned.

Immediately, Rylee quivered at the look on his face and rubbed her hands together as she said quickly, "No, of course, I want to make it up to you."

But... what was he asking her to go over there for?

"Come here and rub my back for me."

Timothy said lightly, giving Rylee a stern look.

"Huh? Rub your back?" Rylee was stunned. "You wash yourself every day. How can your back be dirty?"

Timothy narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked fierce, "Don't you want to make it up to me?"

He asked coldly and scared Rylee straight into a shiver. Without another word, she took a few steps over to the tub, her eyelids fluttering as she said gallantly, "How should I do it!"

Arrrgh! She was about to break down!

Mr. Wheeler's body was vaguely visible beneath the water and the bubbles!

Damn it!

He might as well just show it all clearly, and it kept her guessing what was underneath the bubble.

Timothy looked seductive as he raised his eyes and the corners of his eyes rose gently, "Rub it with your hands. What? You don't want to?"

"I want to! Oh, not really, but gladly. I'd be more than happy to serve you."

Rylee smiled, but the smile was uglier than crying.

She bowed her head and was about to cry.

Was she going to touch Mr. Wheeler's skin with her hands?

What was she afraid of? It was touching his skin, not hers, and she wasn't at a disadvantage anyway.

The thought that this was something that would take great advantage of Timothy immediately made her gloat again.

"Just rubbing it with my hands? Don't you have a towel or something? I can't get rid of the dirty with my hands." Rylee tried to sound professional.

"Do you think I'm like a homeless person with dirty mud all over me?"

Rylee stuck her tongue out.

"So... where should I start rubbing?"

looking like he was waiting to enjoy himself, and mused, "From

"Oh."

much of it at all. She kneeled on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and ruffled the water to wash her hands first before she just put her hands on

rubs it

skin was so

was bouncy and textured and

her a long time to realize that it wasn't dirty at

is clean with no dirt. I don't feel

blew on

head with a wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying

You're

pouted, and her little pink face was

pressed against the bathtub and because it was full of water, it soaked the cloth on her breasts, but she was

glance

Good!

was

bra

her breasts, and

took a deep, hard breath and moved his body

body

suddenly came out high

very impatient, "Rub the front,

"Okay."

looking surprisingly upset. It seemed she had upset him by not

took a deep breath and pouted, then probed her hands onto Timothy's pecs

faintly at the

peachy and her little mouth was red

was scratching his skin with her little

was as if she was tickling his

off,

a back scrubber to think much about it. Since he told her

a nosebleed when she touched his hard

get his abs so toned that she kept

"Down ...."

his lower abdomen and breathed a

looked at Rylee and

her arms while her breasts just

his body was

thinking about rubbing down and getting her job done as soon as

abdomen, Rylee

in the bubble and she could only reach down his lower

a very hard object, which was so thick that

body suddenly tensed and he drew a deep, hard

"Oh, it's ..."

to look at Timothy's face with her big, pure eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, squealed, and

Oh, God!

was so...

saw it, she thought it was shocking enough, but now, touching it with her own hands, she realized that the

pull her hand out of the

handsome face was so close

were gently curled up in a wry smile, while his eyes were so

No, no ... I ..."

few millimeters apart, "Aren't you

who asked me to give you a back

you to hold it. How did you get a grip

Rylee was just speechless.

was tantamount to abducting her into