And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 28 - Engraved Onto My Skin

"Show me how to care for you, Flo." Rhea whispered it, uncertainty in her voice. "In the shower. Show me what you want. Anything." She clarified for me.

"Anything?" I seconded.

Rhea nodded. "I want to know what you like. Even if it's just showing me how you wash your hair, I'll do it."

My heart warmed inside me. She really really was trying. I basically bounced up, grinning. "Come on." I pulled her up and she followed me. She actually let me pull her all the way to the bathroom.

I shut the door and Rhea turned the shower on, letting it warm up. "Anything at all, Rhea? Are you sure?"

She nodded, looking and sounding a bit uncomfortable. "Probably anything. Just know, this is really hard for me to do."

I smiled. "I'm not going to be a dominant and rough like you are."

"I know. It's just the slowness....I don't want you to let me get carried away with anything. I want to enjoy it, and you enjoy it." She whispered.

Oh, I was going to enjoy this. "So, anything?" I asked again, because I wanted to make sure I was hearing this right. "Why?"

"Anything, Flo." She said, taking her shirt off and standing in her shorts and sports bra. I admired the stunning tattoos on her stomach, how toned her core was. So stunning. "I want to..." she was struggling to find the right words. "I want to show you that i am trying. And that I'm so fucking sorry for today at the show. You deserve this." She pulled her shorts down, standing in her panties now.

I looked at her face. She was now smiling. "Besides, I have to give you something good before I ruin you after." She raised her eyebrows as she eyed down my body. "You're too dressed up for a shower, Flo." She began walking my way.

"Uh, ah." I gave her my finger, stepping away from her. "You said it. This is my shower and my rules. First rule is you undress me. But slowly, Rhea." I told her, going back to in front of her.

I was going to milk this as long as I could. Showing her what it feels like to be caring, gentle and kind. I needed to show her that she can be an amazing girlfriend.

I still had no idea why she didn't think she would be. She's been... something incredible lately.

"Slowly. Gently." I reminded her as she gripped the hem of my shirt. I watched as her hands tensed as she carefully pulled my shirt over my head.

Rhea let out a heavy breath. "Fucking yellow." She said at my lacy yellow bra.

"There's no swearing in the bathroom."'I told her.

Rhea pushed her hair back, licking her lips as she stepped closer to grab my waistband. "Any panties today, angel?" She asked.

"Find out." I whispered.

Rhea smiled and pulled them down to my feet, revealing I in fact had no panties on. "Fu-" Rhea stopped herself and cleared her throat. "Of course." She said.

I spun around so she could get the back of my bra.

Rhea took her time in unclipping it, pulling the straps off of my shoulders and letting the bra fall on the floor too. I felt her front press against my back firmly and her hands felt up my sides.

Spinning around, I felt up the skin of her stomach. This was the most skin I'd ever been able to touch of her. And I was about to get so much more. "Your tattoo here is beautiful." I complimented.

This is when Rhea would tell me to shut my mouth, but she kept herself quiet. Actually, she was watching the way my hands were circling on her stomach, tracing over the tattoo. She was breathing really heavy.