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“Yeah, gutless bastards.” I put her down and Luna jumped up on Layla’s leg.
“Not yet, girl. You’ll get time with Layla in a minute.” I flicked my hand, and Luna came to my side.
I showed Layla around my home and in the bathroom, I plucked a fresh towel from the cupboard. “Here, take all the time you want. I’ll rustle us up some food.”
Gripping the towel to her chest, she parted her lips like she wanted to say something that was so profound the words couldn’t release. Finally, she reached up on her toes and kissed me.
“Thanks, Hunter. Thanks for everything.” She gave me a small smile before she stepped back.
“Sing out if you need anything.”
As the shower ran, I plucked steaks and veggies from the fridge, and took them out to my barbeque. I heated the grill and as images of Layla's wet, naked body flashed through my mind, my cock grew so hard it was going to punch through my jeans.
Layla made me feel alive, and my nerves zapped all over the place. Yet my emotions were like a yo-yo bouncing between being as horny as a fucking teenager, to the reality check that I was not the man I used to be.
Before my body was turned into a hideous scarred mess, I could walk up to any woman and ask her out.
Now, though, I didn’t want anyone to see my ugly wounds.
“Hey.”
I spun to Layla’s voice. She stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a towel.
“Did you need something?” I swallowed hard, and my cock bounced to life.
Her eyes sparkled and her skin had a red flush from the hot water. Her wet hair spilled over her shoulders, and she looked both refreshed and fucking sexy.
“Yes.” Her voice was barely a whisper. “I need you.”
My jaw dropped.
“Can you wash my back, please?” She turned and lowered the towel to reveal the line of her back right down to the swell of her glorious ass.
I tried to shift the painful bulge in my pants while she wasn’t looking, but it grew bigger.
As she peered at me over her shoulder, her eyes glowed with pure lust as the towel lowered an inch more, revealing the valley between her butt cheeks.
I tossed aside the tongs, turned off the barbeque, and marched to her. “That’s a hell yes from me.”
Giggling, she gripped my hand and led me to the bathroom.
She stepped into the tumbling water, and as she turned around to give me a mighty fine view of her glorious ass, my cock pounded like a jackhammer.
Calm down, big fella. She just wants her back washed.
I wanted her so bad, I could burst. I wanted to lick the water off her shoulder. I wanted to cup her perky breasts with my hands. I wanted to bury my throbbing cock deep inside her.
But I didn’t want her to see me naked.
She glanced at me over her shoulder. “Come on, get your gear off.”
I stood at the door like a fucking dumb ass. I couldn’t make my feet move.
“Hunter, you can’t wash me from there.” A stunning smile danced across her lips. “Get in here with me. That’s an order.”
Barely able to breathe, I stripped off my socks and boots, undid the buckle on my belt, undid my zipper, and yanked down my jeans and undies. My cock bounced toward her like it was a steel rod and she was a giant magnet. As my clothes fell in a puddle at my feet, I caught my reflection in the mirror. Not a single scar was visible.
I couldn’t make my hands take my shirt off.
