AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You really want to?” she asked again, trying to comprehend my implausible suggestion.
“Raine, I really, really want to.”
“You are sick!” She laughed again and slapped me
on the shoulder.
“Let me.” I was starting to sound like I was begging, and I didn’t give a shit. It would be worth it, so I’d beg if that’s what it took. My voice dropped low as I moved closer to her. “I want to. Please?”
Raine looked back into my eyes and obviously decided I was completely serious. I glanced away for a minute because I realized she was going to say no, and I didn’t really want to watch her refuse me.
“Okay,” she suddenly blurted out, “if you really think you can – without cutting me, I mean.”
“I wouldn’t cut you. I swear you won’t get cut.”
“All right, but this is against my better judgment.”
I smiled and motioned for her to come closer. I reached out and took her heel in my hand, pulling her foot into my lap. I felt my tongue dart out and slide over my lips as I looked down at her gorgeous leg. Honestly, I hadn’t even thought about her wanting to shave even when my beard was starting to itch and annoy me in the heat. I’d been with women all over the world, and plenty of them didn’t shave, so it didn’t really bother me. The thought of shaving it off of Raine, though, was certainly an intriguing idea.
I slid my finger down the skin of her calf, brushing the stubbly hair on her leg all in the same direction. I heard Raine catch her breath, and I gave her a half smile before I did the same on the other side of her calf. The skin of her legs was ashy and dry from exposure to salt, and bits of it flecked off under my fingers. I found myself wanting to lick them to see if the smooth, caramel color would come back with the moisture.
“We need water,” I said. “Hand me the container on the left.”
“You’re going to use fresh?”
“No – that one’s salt water,” I replied. “I brought it up here in case we needed to douse the fire. I don’t need that much, and you’re not going back out in the sun.”
She handed it to me, and I poured some of the water over my hand before I ran my palm up her leg. I could have poured it directly on her, but where was the fun in that? The color came back with the flow of water, smoothing out the dry skin even if it would only last a short time. After drenching her skin to make it wet and the hair easier to remove, I slowly guided the knife to her ankle and placed it against her skin with the sharpest side angled up.
“Don’t move,” I murmured. “Moving would be bad.”
“I won’t,” she whispered back, her words all breathy and running their way down to my cock. I shifted her foot a little to one side, so my cock wouldn’t end up smacking into her as I ran first my hand, then my blade up her skin. After the second swipe it left her skin smooth and soft behind the knife’s trail.
I didn’t know how long it took; I only knew I loved every minute of it. When I was done with the second leg, I was really quite appreciative of how smooth her skin was without the hair and how much I wanted to run my hands over it, which I did.
“Do you think your hands will help with any additional hair removal?” Raine teased.
“I’m just making sure I didn’t miss any,” I insisted while I ran my hands up the back of her thighs for the third time.
“I think you were very thorough,” Raine said. She pulled her leg back a little and out of my reach.
“Spoilsport,” I grumbled, and Raine laughed. “How about the rest?”
“The rest of what?”
“Armpits?” I waggled my eyebrows at her.
“You are crazy.” Raine shook her head. “I can’t believe I let you do my legs.”
“I want to do the rest, too,” I said again.
“That wouldn’t be so easy,” she said. “The sleeves are…in the way.”
“I guess we’d have to move them, wouldn’t we?”
“Move the sleeves?”
“Take the fucking shirt off,” I said, moving a little closer and grabbing her waist. Raine laughed and tried to roll away from me, but I pulled her back and placed my lips against her neck and shoulder. “Take it off…I promise not to gawk.”
