Chapter 2Her soft, full breasts rested on his chest.
As she moved around, he could feel her welcome heaviness, a sweet smelling heaviness, a soft heaviness that caused a dribble of semen to fall from his c**k.
Oh, God, I can’t have an orgasm now when she has a razor floating in front of my face.
He felt the pull of the sharp-edged instrument along his jaw while he lay looking into her soft green-eyed gaze and smelling lilacs. “You got lilacs growin’ in one of them window boxes?”
“Nope.”
“You must be wearin’ lilac water, then.”
“Nope. Don’t have time for it.”
“Well, it sure as hell ain’t me.”
“It’s the soap my pa gave me. Early this morning I bathed and washed my hair in the lake.”
“You bathed just for me?”
“Don’t flatter yourself. I bathed because I needed bathing. It wouldn’t hu
