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rinsed his hair, careful to keep the soap out of his eyes and followed with conditioner just in the ends of his hair.
Jenna lathered up the soap. “Close your eyes.”
He tilted his head and she held two fingers up toward her own eyes then closed them to demonstrate what she wanted. As soon as his eyes were shut she started soaping his face.
He tensed a bit when she first touched him but soon relaxed. His skin was smooth, the bones and ridges of his forehead very different from a human’s, but his cheekbones and jaw felt similar. She still didn’t feel any stubble on his face or neck. He had light hair on his chest and very little hair below.
Maybe they just don’t get beards.
She rinsed his face and he shook his head a little, blinking against some of the spray in his eyes.
She moved with the soap over his neck and chest, over the taut muscles of his belly, and then, with a mischievous grin, lower still. He was already aroused and his gaze went hot, his rumbling starting even before she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. His mouth parted in a half-moan half-purr as she stroked him with soapy hands. His hands clasped her shoulders, his cock growing harder still in her grasp. He rumbled deeper, his breath picking up speed, and he pressed his shaft into her hands. She cupped him where he was soft and a few more strokes had him coming in hot spurts against her belly.
He was still gripping her shoulders, gasping with his release. She slid from under his hand and went on tiptoe to press a kiss to his mouth. He gave a clumsy nose rub in return and she noticed his legs were shaking. She got another lather and finished washing him, even his feet, an action that really had his expression delighted.
He caught her in a hug and dropped a kiss to her wet hair. Then with an absorbed, focused expression he repaid her in kind.
He copied her actions, massaging the shampoo into her scalp and carefully shielding her eyes to keep any soap from getting into them while he rinsed. Ra’kur washed her face exactly as she had his, even lightly exploring the bones of her face as she did, careful to rinse her face of water as she had his before moving lower. Slippery with soap his hands ran over her breasts and dipped into her waist. Urging her legs apart, he washed there too and after a moment Jenna caught his hand.
“Let’s get rid of the soap first,” she said breathlessly and when she’d rinsed his hands urged him back to what he’d been doing. His fingers were at her cleft, already stroking her, and Jenna closed her eyes.
He bent, his cheek touching hers, his soft rumbling sound against her ear sending her arousal soaring and his fingers quickening their light strokes against her clit to inhuman speed. Her mouth parted at the sensation and his arm went around her waist to support her just as her knees went weak. Jenna was holding onto his shoulders, hovering just at the edge when he turned his head and very gently nipped at her neck. The feel of those sharp teeth lightly scraping her skin caught her by surprise and sent her soaring into climax.
Her breath was still coming fast when she opened her eyes, her trembling hand going to that spot where her neck and shoulder met. He hadn’t broken the skin or bruised her, but he seemed to have an instinctual sense of what she needed, and when, to make her come.
She blinked up at him and his look of male pride faded a bit.
He searched her face. “Okay?” he growled.
She nodded. Her body was still tingling and heavy with pleasure. Sex with him was the absolute best and she didn’t even know what had her so freaked.
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest, and tears stung her eyes because now she knew. Before, she’d been biding her time to escape. Last night she couldn’t help but throw herself into the experience, but in the back of her mind she was going to get away from him.
But now I don’t want to get away at all. And there’s no future for
Jenna lathered up the soap. “Close your eyes.”
He tilted his head and she held two fingers up toward her own eyes then closed them to demonstrate what she wanted. As soon as his eyes were shut she started soaping his face.
He tensed a bit when she first touched him but soon relaxed. His skin was smooth, the bones and ridges of his forehead very different from a human’s, but his cheekbones and jaw felt similar. She still didn’t feel any stubble on his face or neck. He had light hair on his chest and very little hair below.
Maybe they just don’t get beards.
She rinsed his face and he shook his head a little, blinking against some of the spray in his eyes.
She moved with the soap over his neck and chest, over the taut muscles of his belly, and then, with a mischievous grin, lower still. He was already aroused and his gaze went hot, his rumbling starting even before she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. His mouth parted in a half-moan half-purr as she stroked him with soapy hands. His hands clasped her shoulders, his cock growing harder still in her grasp. He rumbled deeper, his breath picking up speed, and he pressed his shaft into her hands. She cupped him where he was soft and a few more strokes had him coming in hot spurts against her belly.
He was still gripping her shoulders, gasping with his release. She slid from under his hand and went on tiptoe to press a kiss to his mouth. He gave a clumsy nose rub in return and she noticed his legs were shaking. She got another lather and finished washing him, even his feet, an action that really had his expression delighted.
He caught her in a hug and dropped a kiss to her wet hair. Then with an absorbed, focused expression he repaid her in kind.
He copied her actions, massaging the shampoo into her scalp and carefully shielding her eyes to keep any soap from getting into them while he rinsed. Ra’kur washed her face exactly as she had his, even lightly exploring the bones of her face as she did, careful to rinse her face of water as she had his before moving lower. Slippery with soap his hands ran over her breasts and dipped into her waist. Urging her legs apart, he washed there too and after a moment Jenna caught his hand.
“Let’s get rid of the soap first,” she said breathlessly and when she’d rinsed his hands urged him back to what he’d been doing. His fingers were at her cleft, already stroking her, and Jenna closed her eyes.
He bent, his cheek touching hers, his soft rumbling sound against her ear sending her arousal soaring and his fingers quickening their light strokes against her clit to inhuman speed. Her mouth parted at the sensation and his arm went around her waist to support her just as her knees went weak. Jenna was holding onto his shoulders, hovering just at the edge when he turned his head and very gently nipped at her neck. The feel of those sharp teeth lightly scraping her skin caught her by surprise and sent her soaring into climax.
Her breath was still coming fast when she opened her eyes, her trembling hand going to that spot where her neck and shoulder met. He hadn’t broken the skin or bruised her, but he seemed to have an instinctual sense of what she needed, and when, to make her come.
She blinked up at him and his look of male pride faded a bit.
He searched her face. “Okay?” he growled.
She nodded. Her body was still tingling and heavy with pleasure. Sex with him was the absolute best and she didn’t even know what had her so freaked.
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest, and tears stung her eyes because now she knew. Before, she’d been biding her time to escape. Last night she couldn’t help but throw herself into the experience, but in the back of her mind she was going to get away from him.
But now I don’t want to get away at all. And there’s no future for
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