with interest, but it wasn’t something she’d given much thought to until now. Arnie wasn’t exactly hiding his desire, and she wouldn’t mind a little exploring, but the size of his manhood gave her pause.
He chuckled. The sound was deep and sexy. “I can’t answer for the rest of mankind, but I’d be lying like a rug if I said taking your ass wasn’t extremely tempting.”
As it was, she was already in over her head, so she let the matter drop.
A tingle of nervousness erupted in her belly when Arnie crouched behind her and stroked her thighs. She didn’t care what anyone said—no woman was comfortable when her rear view took up the whole viewfinder.
“You have fantastic legs,” he murmured.
“The result of nervous energy,” she stammered. Closing her eyes, she mouthed, “Fuck,” and marveled at how stupid she sounded.
“It’s more than that,” he scolded. “You’re a natural athlete. It shows in how you move.”
The sponge swiped up and down her calves. Each time he got close to the backs of her knees, she quivered. The awareness took her by surprise. Suddenly, she wanted to feel Arnie’s lips and tongue on her skin.
As he rose behind her, one of his hands caressed one thigh and hip while the other hand swiped the sponge up the inside of her legs. When he got near her pussy, she flinched.
“What’s wrong?”
She turned slowly and met his concerned frown with a shy smirk. Touching his chest to reassure her powerful lover, Summer calmly told him what he probably needed to know.
“Nothing is wrong. I’m just a little, um …”
“Sore?” he practically shouted. “Have I hurt you?”
Good grief, he was kind of fearsome when he got all big and bad. She hurried to change the vibe before he said or did something dumb.
“No,” she snarled. “You did not hurt me, and I’m not sore.”
Both statements were only partially true. Hadn’t she begged him to make it hurt? As for the soreness, with a simple word change, she could coax him down from the ledge.
“I’m sensitive down there, is all,” she assured him in a firm voice. Gently taking the sponge, Summer winked. “Since I know the layout, why don’t I do the cleanup?”
He appeared stunned, and in those few seconds, Summer knew with total certainty that despite his charm and grown-up ways, Arnie was on square one with a real-world female. He was boyishly adorable and clueless. Insisting on special consideration for her girly bits was new territory for him. She grinned.
Using the sponge between her legs was about as appealing as using sandpaper for a washcloth, so she squeezed a handful of suds into her hand and gently cleansed her swollen flesh.
Aware of his steady perusal, she went through the ritual and spread her legs for access. Cupping water into her hand, she rinsed the area several times. It felt heavenly, and although she had some tenderness, it wasn’t unpleasant and was actually all kinds of sexy.
“There,” she told him with a triumphant smile. “Nice and easy.”
He took the sponge, rinsed it, and piled on another glob of wash. “That was quite instructive.”
His drawl was drop-dead sexy as fuck, and she giggled with delight. His response reaffirmed her belief that he was as much a novice in this as she was.
In a deadpan tone, she said, “We’ll do you next so you can show me the proper way to man wash.”
“Man wash?” he barked with chuckling amusement. “I like how you think.”
“It’s a goddess slut thing.” She snickered.
He took her into the circle of one arm and studiously washed her boobs without getting her head soaked. She gave him credit for making an effort.
In a talk show host voice, he said, “Now, to be honest, a proper man wash can be done a couple of different ways. Ball licking followed by a cock spit shine does the trick.”
She giggled, and asked, “Does the gagging ruin things?”
“Fuck no,” his voice boomed. “It’s the gag reflex that triggers the saliva lava flow. All that gooey spit serves a purpose.”
“Lubrication,” she stated in a serious but obviously playful tone.
His eyes glittered. One brow went up, and a wicked smirk played on his lips. “I sense you’ve been doing your homework.”
She shrugged nonchalantly and watched his fingers pluck at her nipples. “The mechanics are fascinating. Did you know during the female’s arousal stage, the vagina swells and dilates? Explains why you feel so wonderful.”
“Your pussy fits like a glove. The friction is incredible. You’re so fucking tight.”