~ CASIMIR ~
Jesse tensed at first, but slowly opened up, resting her forearms on my thighs and watching as I lathered, and rubbed, then used the cloth all over her.
"Scoot forward," I whispered. I meant it to sound stronger, but my voice was gone. Little more than a hoarse rasp. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Put more room between us so I can wash your hair."
She went very still. "You're going to… wash my hair?"
I grunted.
She did as I had asked and scooted her ass forward.
"Hold onto the sides and use my legs to lay back, tip your head back, so I can get water over it without getting it in your eyes."
There was a moment I thought she would refuse. She didn't move. But just as I was opening my mouth, she lifted her hands from my knees and gripped the sides of
