Longarm and the Colorado gundown

_{“Hey!” Longarm came upright with a leap as something cold and wet blanketed his face and damned near smothered him.}

_{“It’s all right, dear,” Leah soothed, pulling the washcloth away. She grinned. “Surely you didn’t think you were going to go to sleep on me so soon, darling. Why, we’ve barely begun here.”}

_{“You can’t mean that,” he said.}

_{“But of course I can. Trust me.” She pushed on his chest, guiding him back down onto the bed. She bathed his face and neck with the wet, chilly cloth, then plumped the pillow behind his neck. “Trust me,” she repeated with a smile.}

_{“You woke me up,” he said accusingly.}

_{“But of course, darling. How else could I make this lovely thing hard again so we can fuck some more? Gracious, dear, you’d be no use to me asleep. Now would you?” she asked in a gay, teasing voice. She bent forward again, bathing his throat and upper chest. “Trust me.”}

_{“Oh, I do that well enough, I s’pose. But you’re flogging a dead horse if you think you can get another rise outta that limp thing down there. You’ve plumb worn it out, honey, and I won’t get no more use out of it, nor you won’t neither, until I’ve had some rest here. Which is what I was tryin’t’ do when you went an’ woke me up.”}

_{“Trust me,” she insisted.}

_{Longarm shrugged and made no effort to stop her.}

_{Leah dunked the washcloth into the basin to wet it again, and twisted most of the fresh, really quite cold water out of it. She washed his chest and stomach. “Does that feel nice?”}

_{“So-so,” he said. “Mostly it just wakes me up.”}

_{“Trust me.”}

_{She bathed his cock and balls perfunctorily, spending no more time there than she had on his belly, then moved on to his legs and his feet. She took her time washing between his toes, much more time there in fact than she had on his pecker. He wasn’t at all interested in screwing again and wouldn’t be for hours, but even so he found that imbalance of attention slightly disconcerting. If nothing else, though, he conceded, he was damn sure awake now. Her attentions had certainly done that much.}

_{“Roll over, dear.”}

_{He did as she asked, and Leah bathed the backs of his legs, then moved up beside his head and started down his neck and back. Finally only his butt remained unwashed. He started to roll onto his back again, but Leah stopped him.}

_{“Not yet, dear.”}

_{“I know. Trust you.”}

_{“Exactly,” she said cheerfully. He could hear her dipping the cloth in the basin again, and then she began cheerfully washing his ass. “Perfectly clean all over,” she said when she was finally done.}