Warmth washes between my thighs, startling me. My eyes pop open, and I see that he’s mere inches from my sex, his breath creating the warming sensation.
Ramsey’s hand shifts and my legs lift, first one, then the other as they are pulled up onto his shoulders. “So pink…”
“Ramsey?”I rasp, my legs trembling.
He bends forward, and I feel his beard grazing my delicate flesh in a move that can only be intentional.
The shock is dizzying, and it takes everything I have to keep upright as he bends even closer…so close…
I soft sensation swipes up my seam, and I gasp at the realization that he’s just licked me.
Ramsey groans, leaning closer, bringing his whole mouth to my slit.
Every muscle in my body grows taut as he licks, laps, and sucks my sex, making sounds that aren’t at all human.
At first, I try to fight the sensations coursing through me, but the longer he licks, the weaker I feel, and I lose myself.
I grab his hair and grind against his face, desperate for more of the sinfully delicious feelings now ravaging my body.
He presses forward, starving for me, his hands sliding to my rear, his shoulders lifting my thighs, pressing me back so that I’m lying on the stone.
This must be a dream. Perhaps the spice made me sick, and I’m not passed out, dreaming of things that could never happen.
Because Ramsey would never consort with a lesser.
He licks a sensitive spot, and I gasp. He licks it again and again, craving more of my body, though I don’t know why.
I don’t care, either.
My back arches in a sharp jerk and my cries fill the cavern as I lose myself in a rush of passion, twisting and writhing and clawing as my body throbs relentlessly.
Ramsey quickens his strokes, somehow knowing exactly what to do, drawing out my pleasure until I’m half convinced I’m dead.
Finally, the throbbing dies, and my body relaxes. Ramsey backs away, and a moment later, I feel his hands rubbing my feet.
The spice…
I don’t know what to say, or if I should say anything. Ramsey’s silence is unnerving, but he’s never been overly chatty unless it was to sling insults my way.
He exits the tub without a word and begins to redress as Nori comes into the cave.
She tilts her head at the sight of Ramsey, then straightens it and continues to the water.
“Kairi said you might need some clothes.” She sets the garments near the ones saturated with spice.
Without a word, Ramsey finishes dressing and leaves.
“I’m sorry about burning your eyes.”
“I was fine as soon as I left the hut.” She looks toward the exit. “What was he doing in here?”
“He was helping me apply salve to my spiced flesh, to get it off.”
“Hm.”
“There is no reason to hm. His hands are rougher, and could more easily scrape it off.”
“Is that what he said?”
