Page 16 of Depths of Destruction
She bites on her smile before yawning and stretching her arms. Her nose wrinkles, and she groans.
"What's wrong?"
"Please tell me you have water and a bar of soap."
"Do I smell? Actually, don't answer my question.”
Yep, I definitely smell.
She puts her nose next to my fist, which I still haven't moved, and sniffs. "Nope. But I do."
Fire surges through my veins. Trying to stay cool, I reach for my backpack and pull out a travel bar of soap before nonchalantly saying, "There's a river on the property."
"Thank goodness." She takes the soap out of my hand, bats her eyelashes, and smiles. "What are my chances of sharing your deodorant?"
"Who said I wear deodorant?"
She tilts her head and smirks.
I reach in my bag, take it out, and hand it to her. "I draw the line at sharing toothbrushes."
"Toothpaste on my finger?" She raises her eyebrows, and my dick stirs.
"Lucky for you, I came prepared." I hand her an extra toothbrush I always carry in my bag.
She beams, blurting out, "You just made me so happy, I could kiss you."
We both freeze and blood pounds in my ears.
I finally break the staring contest, and against my will, lick my lips. "What would you do for some toothpaste to go with your brush?"
She jumps off the air mattress, kneels in front of me, and bows to the floor, lifting back up, then lowering to the floor again. "Let me be your slave."
My dick throbs. Not a quick pulse but at least a dozen intense ones.
I have no problem with you becoming my sex slave.
Scratch that. I'll be your sex slave.
I chuckle and hand her the tube.
"Thank you," she sweetly says and bats her eyelids.
"No problem."
She rises, and I hold myself back from reaching for her perfectly sculpted calves. She turns to leave, and I ogle her pert ass.
This woman is torturing me.
"Naomi," I call out.
She spins. "Hmm?"
I rise and remove a towel from my bag, along with my toiletries pouch. "You want these, too?"
Her eyes light up like it's Christmas morning. "Thank you." She takes it then tosses the items back into the case.
"Let me show you where the river is." I sling my backpack over my shoulder then the towel.
