Washed Up (With A Kraken) (Trapped with a Monster) by L.E. Eldridge

Author:L.E. Eldridge [Eldridge, L.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

14

JORAH

Jorah walked Quinn toward their room with excitement lodged deep in their chest. They hadn’t expected her to be interested in them this way. Yes, they had touched more casually as of late, but they hadn’t wanted to make assumptions, hadn’t wanted to hope too much. But when they had seen her in that bikini, it took all their strength to not fuck her into the bed right then. When they were in the store and saw that maroon shade the day before, they knew it would look perfect on her.

They had been more than right.

Then, when they saw the heat in her eyes, they knew she felt it. The connection. Maybe not as strong, but it was there. And the way she tasted. There had never been anything so sweet.

Now, they were dragging her into their room, their shower. She insisted on putting her swimsuit back on back at the beach, even though they informed her no one would disturb them. When they climbed into the shower, she turned to them, looking timid once again. Jorah realized quickly she liked praise and reassurance, which they were happy to provide.

“May I?” they asked, placing their hands on her waist where the ties sat.

She nodded shyly, and they pulled the strings, letting them fall down her legs. She turned and allowed them to untie the back ones as well. They appreciated the generous swell of her ass and thighs–they wanted nothing more than to be back between them. She faced them and let the top fall.

They admired her, drinking her in from her pussy, which they were sure was still wet, to her breasts, which they wanted to fill their hands with.

Turning, they managed to drag their gaze away and get the shower started. They hadn’t even thought to ask what temperature she liked, but she seemed relaxed as they stepped in, so they assumed they picked the right one.

They picked up the soap and held it up. “Can I wash you?”

She once again nodded, and Jorah worked the shampoo they bought for her through their hands and to her hair. The eucalyptus and mint scent filled the shower as they worked their hands through her soft strands, massaging her head as they went. Soon, she let out a moan, and they suddenly needed to pull as many from her as they could.

Once her hair was rinsed, she took the soap away and squeezed it on her hands. “Is there…” she started but stopped for a moment. “I don’t mean this to sound insensitive, but is there anywhere I should worry about getting soap? I assume not your gills, but anywhere else?”

They smiled at that, pleased she would take such consideration. “Just my gills, mi sirenita. Everywhere else is fine.”

She nodded and got to work. Her smooth hands slid across their skin, leaving a warmth wherever they traveled. She started at their chest, moving gently down their arms. Her gaze was scrutinizing–not in a judgmental way, but like she wanted to learn their body.

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