“Well, I’m glad you’re happy ’bout it. Can I go t’ sleep now?”
“Longarm! Really! Tru—”
‘Trust me,” he said, finishing the often-repeated phrase in unison with her.
Leah patted him, and left the bedside to return the basin and cloth to the washstand in the comer. She came back to the bed and stood there for a moment while she unpinned her hair and let it fly loose with a shake of her pretty head. “Close your eyes, darling. No, don’t roll over, please. I want you on your stomach. I’ll tell you when to change. Thank you, dear.”
Longarm was wide awake now. And mildly curious as to what Leah had in mind even though he wasn’t at all interested in getting it up again yet.
He felt nothing. Heard nothing. Leah might have left the room, except he would have heard her if she’d moved. What the hell, he decided. Maybe he could go to sleep now after all. Then he felt... moth wings fluttering above him? A cool and gentle breeze? What? It was so light, so delicate that he wasn’t honestly sure. At first he couldn’t even be positive that he was feeling anything at all. Then ...
Leah moved, and the tip ends of her hair brushed softly over his back and down to his waist. Barely in contact at first, then more fully so that he could feel and identify what she was doing.
The sensation was interesting. Not arousing, certainly, but interesting in an odd sort of way. He yawned.
The touch of her hair became firmer as she bent lower. Then another sensation was added to it somewhere in the vicinity of his shoulder blades. Something warm. And moist. Her tongue, he decided. Yeah, he could feel it now. She was licking his back. It kinda tickled. And then went away completely. He was getting sleepy again now. Might have t’ go to sleep now even if Leah did want him t’ try again. Might have to ...
She began licking the back of his neck. Behind his ears and inside them. Then down onto one shoulder and across to the other. Down his spine to the small of his back. Lower onto his ass.
He realized what she was doing now. Leah was bathing him again. But this time with her tongue. Felt nice too. He yawned, a little more awake again now than he really wanted to be.
Then he blinked and came wide awake of a sudden.
Leah sure as hell wasn’t a shy girl. She’d cleaned him up first. Now her tongue was following everywhere that washcloth had gone. Right on into the crack of his ass. And staying there in some right serious explorations. Damn!