Nick glanced at the clock for the umpteenth time, suppressing a yawn. Taking care of his 10-year-old neighbor, Kaylee, for the night was turning out to be more boring than he had anticipated. Where was her mother, anyways? He shifted his weight, trying to find a comfortable position on the couch.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of singing. It was Kaylee, her sweet voice drifting from the bathroom. He grinned, an idea forming in his mind. If he was going to be stuck here all night, he might as well make it interesting.
He padded towards the bathroom, pushing the door open a crack. Through the gap, he could see Kaylee, her small frame submerged in bubbles. She didn't notice him, too absorbed in her singing. He watched for a moment, enjoying the sight, before clearing his throat.
Kaylee jumped, her eyes widening as she turned to face him. "Nick! You scared me," she exclaimed, her hand flying to her chest.
He chuckled, stepping into the room. "Sorry, Kaylee. I was just getting bored. Thought I'd join you."
She looked at him, unsure. "In the bath?"
He nodded, shrugging off his shirt. "Yeah, why not? It's not like I haven't seen you in a bathing suit before."
She blushed, nodding slowly. "Okay, I guess."
He stripped down to his boxers, stepping into the tub. The water was warm, tickling his skin. Kaylee scooted over, making room for him. He settled in, trying to ignore the feeling of her small body pressed against his.
"Can you wash my hair?" Kaylee asked, breaking the silence.
He blinked, surprised. "Uh, sure. If you want."
She nodded, tilting her head back. He reached for the shampoo, lathering it in his hands. He hesitated for a moment, then began to massage her scalp. She moaned softly, the sound making his heart race.
His hands wandered, tracing the curve of her ear, the line of her jaw. She didn't protest, her eyes closed in bliss. He felt bold, his hands slipping lower, cupping her small breasts. She blushed, her eyes flying open.
"Nick!" she protested, but there was no real anger in her voice.
He grinned, squeezing gently. "Sorry, couldn't resist."
She blushed deeper, but didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed again. He continued to tease her, his hands roaming over her body. She was so small, so innocent. It was intoxicating.
"Can you do mine?" he asked, his voice husky.
She nodded, taking the shampoo from him. She began to wash his hair, her small hands massaging his scalp. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation. She was surprisingly good at it, her fingers working magic on his tired muscles.
He felt her shift, her body pressing against his. He opened his eyes, looking down at her. She was watching him, a curious look on her face. He smiled, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face.
She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. He felt her hand brush against his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. He sucked in a breath, his body responding to her touch.
She opened her eyes, looking up at him. He could see the question in her gaze, the curiosity. He swallowed, unsure of what to say. He didn't want to scare her, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt.
She seemed to sense his hesitation, her hand slipping lower. He gasped as her fingers brushed against him, his body reacting instinctively. She blushed, her eyes wide.
"Is this...normal?" she asked, her voice soft.
He nodded, his voice hoarse. "Yes, Kaylee. It's normal."
She nodded, seeming to understand. She continued to touch him, her fingers exploring. He closed his eyes, trying to control his breathing. It was too much, too intense.
He felt her pull away, the water shifting as she moved. He opened his eyes, looking at her. She was watching him, a small smile on her face.
"I had fun," she said, her voice soft.
He smiled, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. "Me too, Kaylee."
They finished their bath, both feeling a newfound closeness. As they dried off, Kaylee asked about his arousal. He stuttered, unsure of how to explain. She seemed to understand, her curiosity satisfied.
They agreed to keep their bath a secret, both knowing it was a step too far but unable to deny the fun they had. As Nick tucked Kaylee into bed, he couldn't help but think about the night, his mind filled with images of her small body in the bath.
It was a night he knew he would never forget.
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