Chapter Ten
She was on the way to the shower one morning, as Jack watched her from the bathroom doorway. A streak of sun cut across her, highlighting translucent skin, even the pale hair on her arms. In profile, he could see the glistening red wisps of her pubis. With the sights of her bombarding him, he was still able to distinguish her fragrance drifting on a breeze coming in through the window.
"Are you going to just look at me?" she asked.
"I can think of nothing I'd rather do," he replied.
Conscious of every move she made, being so closely watched, she was aware of the slightly pungent odors of morning lingering on her body, the traces of sweat from a humid sleep, and the remains of c*m, both his and hers between her legs. As much as the ripe impressions were pleasant, it was time
