“No, but we’re getting our heads cut off if we don’t jump when Jeb Pike says jump. That work?”
She smiled quietly. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Okay then, I trust you.”
8
“Spread your legs.”
She shivered at my words, and then she gasped when I put a hand on her knee.
Slowly, she started to part them, her hands dropping between her legs to cover herself.
I pushed them away.
Damnshe was perfect. And honestly, that sweet little muff was sexy asfuck, but Jeb Pike’s fucking rules were that the girls had to be clean shaved.
“I’m gonna lather you now.”
She nodded, eyes wide as she swallowed thickly.
“Here, lean back against Roman.”
My friend was kneeling behind her, and she slowly let herself sink back again him. His hands went to her arms, steadying her, and I could see her shiver at the touch.
I sprayed some shaving cream on my hand, my pulse fuckingroaringin my ears as my eyes locked between her legs. I could see her stomach cave and tremble, her breath coming fast as I filled my hand with the foam. I reached forward and slowly started to lather her.
Holy. Fuck.
My vision drowned to a single focus of my hand touching that sweet, perfect pussy. My cockthrobbedin my jeans, pulsing hot against my thigh as I felt the tender skin of her beneath my hand. Johanna gasped slightly, her chest rising and falling, her legs trembling, but still so submissively spread for me.
And I was telling myself this was just the job, but I knew that was dead fucking wrong. Ilikedputting my hands between her legs. I fuckinglikedthe way her soft lips felt under my fingers as I lathered her with the cream.
I liked the way shetrembledfor me as I ran my hands over her most intimate area.
Reluctantly, I pulled my hand back, swallowing heavily as I reached for the straight razor and dipped it under the water. I got it nice and hot before I brought it back out and moved in.
“Keep those legs spread, baby,” I growled hoarsely as I brought the blade to her skin.
Johanna gasped quietly as I shaved away one little bit at a time, dragging the hot blade over her tender skin and leaving it pink and bare in its wake. Her breath caught once or twice, her body stiffening, but she kept still.
“Just relax,” Roman purred in her ear, and I looked up to see her slowly exhale, her eyes locked on my hands between her legs, and a flush on her cheeks — the kind of flush a girl only gets one way.
Being turned on.
And the thought that this hot, off-limits, gorgeous creature was gettingworked upover my hands on her had me ready to tear my fucking jeans off right there and bury my cock to the hilt in her.
I rinsed the blade instead, and brought it up once more, my fingers pulling her skin taut as I cleaned the last bit away from her. I cupped some water from the tub and poured it over her, watching the last of the shaving cream rinse away.
I almost lost it.
Just the sight of that bare, pink, glistening pussy, and I almost dove right in right then and there and slid my tongue deep inside her folds. I wanted to taste very fucking bit of her until she was squealing for my tongue.
But I couldn’t, and I knew that.
Giving in to that temptation could be the end for all three of us.