Perfect.
“That’s right, perfect,” Kane murmured in her ear. “You’re gorgeous, Allisandra. And now that you can finally see how beautiful your body is, I’m going to wash it. Going to wash you all over and get you nice and clean, baby. And you’re going to open yourself and let me do it.”
Ten
“Um…” Alli wasn’t sure what to say to that. “I…I can wash myself,” she offered, lifting her chin. “There’s no need for you to, uh, go to the trouble.”
Kane frowned down at her.
“You have to get used to my hands on your body, Allisandra. I’m going to be touching you everywhere while you’re with me.”
“I…I don’t want you to,” Alli whispered. But it was a lie and she knew it even as she spoke it. That deep throbbing had begun again between her thighs—the need that she’d felt earlier with Douglas—the itch he had failed to scratch was back. Why was that?
“Because you have needs—needs I’m bringing to the forefront of your mind,” Kane murmured to her. “They’ll get worse too, you’ll see. You’ll not only get used to my hands and mouth on you—by the time I’m finished with you, you’ll be begging for my touch.”
Alli lifted her chin.
“Don’t you think that’s kind of arrogant of you?”
Her defiance only made him smile.
“You’ll see what I mean a little later, baby. For now, it’s time for your bath.”
Alli bit her lip, feeling hot and uncertain all over again.
“Where are you going to wash me?”
“Everywhere,” he said firmly. “But to start with, in the bathing pool. Go on—get in.” He gave a nod towards the large, oval bathing pool in the center of the room. Reluctantly, Alli went to it and looked in. It looked deep and she wasn’t a very good swimmer.
“It’s all right, baby,” Kane told her. “I’ll be with you the whole time.”
“Really?” Alli gave him a quick glance.
“Of course.” Kane started pulling down his long, black sleep trousers. “How else could I reach you to wash you?” he rumbled.
Alli looked away quickly as the black silky material slid down his lean hips. She waited for a moment, hoping he would just slide into the pool and tell her to follow. But then she realized he was just standing there, waiting.
Waiting for what, she wondered?
“Waiting for you to get your look,” he murmured, in answer to her unspoken question. “Go on—do it.”
Unwillingly, Alli found that her eyes were drawn to his crotch. Sure enough, his cock was every bit as long and thick as she’d imagined it might be. It put Douglas’s puny equipment to shame. In fact, it put every other male equipment she’d ever seen to shame, and that was including porn images.
She couldn’t help staring for a moment—he wasn’t even hard! How big would he be if he got an erection?
“You’ll find out soon enough.” Kane’s deep voice sounded amused. “For now, are you done looking?”
“Yes.” Alli tore her eyes away, feeling embarrassed. “I…I am.’
“Good.” And without another word, he finally climbed into the pool. “Now come to me, Allisandra,” he murmured, holding out a hand. “Don’t be afraid to come in.”
Alli found herself on the lip of the pool and then she was taking his hand and stepping down into the fragrant, steamy water. She gave a little gasp as her body adjusted to the temperature—it was just this side of too hot and it seemed to caress her body like a warm glove.
When she was all the way in, the water reached just to her chest. Her full breasts floated in front of her, her nipples poking out provocatively.
“Well, aren’t you beautiful when you’re wet?” Kane murmured in her ear as he slid around behind her. “Here, let’s do something about this.”
Before she could ask what he meant, he had twisted her long hair deftly into a loose bun at the nape of her neck and secured it with a pin.
“Now I can reach you better,” he murmured.
Alli found it disconcerting to have him standing behind her like this when they were both naked. He was so big he loomed over her. She started to turn and face him, even though that would put her breasts on display again, but Kane was too quick for her.
“No, baby,” he whispered in her ear, his deep voice low and intimate. “Stay where you are—it’s time for me to wash you.”
“Wash me?” Alli asked breathlessly but then she saw his long arms encircling her from either side. He squirted some kind of soap onto his palms and rubbed them together. Then she felt his hands on her.
She would have expected that the big Kru’ell One would grab for her breasts at once. Or maybe even dip below the water to reach for her pussy. Instead, Kane started at the nape of her neck and her shoulders, rubbing and massaging with smooth, strong strokes that drew a moan from her lips.