She began licking the back of his neck. Behind his ears and inside them. Then down onto one shoulder and across to the other. Down his spine to the small of his back. Lower onto his ass.
He realized what she was doing now. Leah was bathing him again. But this time with her tongue. Felt nice too. He yawned, a little more awake again now than he really wanted to be.
Then he blinked and came wide awake of a sudden.
Leah sure as hell wasn’t a shy girl. She’d cleaned him up first. Now her tongue was following everywhere that washcloth had gone. Right on into the crack of his ass. And staying there in some right serious explorations. Damn!
He could feel the press of her pretty face between the cheeks of his ass, could feel the tip of her tongue circle and probe, dipping lightly inside a fraction of an inch and back out again.
She began to suck on him and moan.
And now she was lying partially on top of him with her arms circling his waist and her hands finding his cock and his balls.
She kneaded his prick with one hand and cupped his balls in the warmth of the other while still she continued to suck and tongue his asshole.
Longarm felt completely surrounded by womanflesh. Engulfed inside Leah Skelde. Captured totally within her. The experience was unusual. But not at all unpleasant.
He felt his cock engorge and thicken, felt the warmly encouraging pull of her fingers and the hot probing of her tongue.
He gasped and lifted his hips off the bed in an effort to help her.
“Lie still, darling. Keep your eyes closed and lie still. I’ll move you when we’re ready, dear. Lie still, dear, and let me take you out of yourself more completely than you’ve ever known before. Just lie quiet and let me consume you, darling. Trust me.”
Longarm let go of his last shreds of resistance. He kept his eyes closed and allowed his entire body, save for that one small portion, to be limp and quiescent.
He was still engulfed by her. He felt like he was floating. At this point he no longer knew—or cared—which part of Leah was doing what to him. He only knew that he was lifted and supported and surrounded by the warmth that was Leah. Only knew that he was welling full of sensation. Full of seed. So full that he overflowed with it and his fluids spilled slowly out. Flowed, not jetted, out of him and into her. Rowed for what seemed a very long, very lovely time.
He felt the contractions of Leah’s throat and felt the clasp of her lips around the base of his cock, and recognized without minding in the slightest that somehow sometime she had moved so that now her hands massaged his ass while it was her mouth that contained his pecker. At this moment he didn’t even find it odd that she could have
made that change without him noticing. But then he’d been so completely surrounded by her that the details hadn’t mattered. Hadn’t and still didn’t.
Longarm sighed and realized that he was no longer oozing cum into her mouth even though the ducts that carried the fluid through him felt like they remained open. That seemed a strange sensation, and not a particularly pleasant one. He sure hell was empty now, though. As completely empty as he’d ever been in his life, and maybe then some. Damn! He smiled and lay there with his eyes closed, his cock again limp but still held warm and secure within Leah’s mouth while her hands supported his balls and lay gently on the rim of his asshole.
He should say something to her. He knew he really should. Congratulate her. Thank her. Some damn thing. He sighed again. He really would too. Just as soon as he woke up. Longarm felt himself floating, drifting, receding happily into a gentle darkness.
And then he felt nothing at all.
Chapter 10
Longarm lay propped up on both pillows while Leah rested in the crook of his arm with her cheek pressed against his chest. He had a cheroot in one hand and her right tit in the other. All in all he would have admitted to being downright content at this particular moment.
It was, he guessed, somewhere around five in the morning, and he was feeling fine. He’d had a good night’s sleep thanks to the early start last night, and had just finished enjoying Leah’s body once more. Now he had a cigar going. Hell, it didn’t get much better. And if he was ravenously hungry after skipping supper, well, that was what restaurants and cafes were for. He could go downstairs and take care of all that soon enough.
“Can I tell you something, Longarm?” Leah whispered. “O’ course.”
“I don’t want to sound silly. I mean, you aren’t some wet-behind-the-ears schoolboy. You’re smart enough and man enough to understand that whores lie, dear. A sensible gentleman never believes a word a whore tells him because it’s all a hustle. All she ever wants is his money.”
“Is this takin’ us somewhere, Leah?”
“Yes. I just... I’m not in the business now, dear, but I used to be. I don’t pretend otherwise. I mean, I was the best. Top prices and top performance and no apologies asked nor given. You understand that?”
He nodded.
“Well, all I’m trying to say, dear... all I want you to know ... you are a very special man, Longarm. And I’ve enjoyed being with you. That’s all I want you to know. But it isn’t a lie, darling. It isn’t any kind of a lie, and if you think that it is, well...”
He laughed. “Will you shut up and stop worrying?” “But if you think that is just another lie from just another whore, dear ...”
“You said what you had t’ say. Now let me say something back, okay?”
She nodded solemnly.
“Thank you. Thank you for the compliment an’ thank you for last night. An’ that’s all I got t’ say on the subject.” Leah smiled and seemed satisfied. She touched his face and then nuzzled his side in contentment. “Will I see you again tonight, dear?”
“Wish we could, but I gotta get on. Goin’ to a place called Snowshoe.”
“I’ve heard of it. In fact, I’ll be going there myself soon. I’ve come to investigate all these new boom camps. I’ll open a business in at least one of them, possibly two if I can find a reliable manager. You, um, wouldn’t be looking for work, would you, dear?”
He laughed and shook his head. “Not me. I got all the work I can handle at the moment, but I thank you.” It occurred to him that he never had exactly gotten around to telling her what kind of work it was that he did. He saw no reason to change that at this late date.
“Will you be in Snowshoe long?”
He shrugged.
“If you’re still there when I arrive ... ?”
“Then I’ll be wanting to hook up with you again, you bet. You’re a fine woman, Leah. A pleasure t’ be with. An’ I don’t mean just in bed. You’re nice company. So quit down-talkin’ yourself. Anything you used t’ do got nothing t’ do with here and now. You hear me?”
She smiled and nodded and kissed his chest. “If you are still there, dear, and if you still want me...”
“I’ll be counting on it,” he said.
“Good.”
“Reckon I’d best be sneaking back t’ my own room now. Wouldn’t want anybody getting the wrong idea about you.” He gave her a hug. “Besides, I oughta get more use out o’ that room than just storage for my things. At the least I can muss up the bed and do my shaving there.”
“I don’t want you to go,” she said.
“Got to. But I’ll see you in Snowshoe.”
“Please don’t leave before I get there, dear. If you have to, at least leave a message for me. Where I can find you? I’d ... I’d go anywhere to be with you, Longarm. Isn’t that perfectly silly of me? Why, a hard-hearted old bawd like me, you’d think I would be past the moon-eyed stage of falling for some handsome ne’er-do-well.”