Chapter 16 - Chapter Fourteen — Naz

"You made this mess." Chandré laughs up at me from the step below. "You have to clean it."

I still haven't caught my breath. Ao, I'm not sure I've breathed at all since she dropped to her knees and told me she gives great head.

For the record, she does.

My brain must still be lying on the floor somewhere, because I'm not even processing the words coming out of her mouth. I fucked her mouth hard. I lost control. Cupping her face, I trace her lips with my thumb, swollen and still shiny from my release.

"Come on." She turns her head to kiss my palm and stands. "I'm sticky." She carries on down the steps, re-tying her bikini top as she goes. "Shower?" she asks, smiling at me over her shoulder.

"Uh…" I'm still planted on the steps, scraping the shreds of my soul off the walls. "Ja. Sure."

She punches the code into her cabin door and I follow her in. She strips out of her bikini without sparing me a glance and drops it in the washing basket by the bathroom door. Completely free. Completely unselfconscious. I've never been with a woman like her.

"You coming?" she asks, disappearing into the bathroom.

I shake myself and move on legs that still feel wobbly. Yoh. That woman sucked the life out of me, and woke up some of the darkest urges I never knew were lying under the surface.

I want to come on your face?

Eish. Where did that come from? She probably thinks I'm…