Audrey
Johnny had led me to a small room that had a lock on the inside. A hot steaming bath had been ready for me, and I had never been more happy in my entire life, than I was at this very moment. I was sitting in the bath now, the hot water burning on my reddened skin from the hot desert sun. I felt like I deserved this..
I haven't locked the door in good trust of Johnny so that would be just fine. Since he and Jack seemed to know each other, and somehow I felt I could trust Jack.. Jack, who smelled of dust and sweat and dirt, and was kind of filthy, but his being still somehow seemed to turn me on. Which I found strange, since the guy wasn't my type at all. I didn't understand what I saw in him.. I've known him for less than a day, but somehow that thick, low scruffy voice made my heart skip a beat everytime i saw him. But I wasn't gonna let him know that, obviously.My hand slid down to my abdomen and then lower as I learnt my head back a little. But then a knock on my door disturbed me. I cocked a brow and sat up a little, looking around for a towel. "Who is there?" I asked, cautiously. "It's me, Miss Morrison." I heard that low gruffy voice I liked so much on the other side of the door and I involuntarily started to smile. "The door is open, but close it when you come in."
The door opened and Jack stepped in, stepping in backwards as he immediately closed the door again. Then he turned to me and he saw me, sitting in the tub. The tips of his ears turned a little red and I chuckled. "Yes?" I asked him, cocking a brow.
he scratched his head awkwardly before he clicked his tongue and cleared his throat. "Sorry, uh.. For disturbing you.. I was wondering if you needed anything, Doll.." I heard him mutter. It was soft, but I heard him well enough. He called me a doll..? That was so.. Adorable.. Strangely enough. I just smiled and my brain wanted to say 'no i'm good' But obviously my mouth didn't agree with that. "You.." I muttered. I honestly surprised myself a little there and Jack stared at me, wide-eyed. "I'm sorry, Miss.. I don't think I heard that right.." He said, with his eyes having a strange look in them.Jack
What on this by God forsaken earth did this woman just say..? Me..? Why on earth would she want me..? She is so darn shameless. It must be city behaviour but I cannot believe she would say such a thing. I kept staring at her and she just looked back at me before a large grin formed upon her darlin' features.
She stood up from the bath, revealing her body as nude as the day God put her on this earth.. I swallowed hard and I just couldn't look away. I have rejected every woman, I have said no so many times, but.. This.. This woman just did somethin' to me, let me tell ya that. My stares didn't seem to bother her at all as she stepped out of the bath, her dripping wet breasts bouncing with every step she took. It took every fiber in my bein' to not stare at them..She stopped in front of me and her wet hands reached up to my face. I had to step away. I needed to, this was improper.. What about her dignity?
Well she obviously didn't seem to care even a little bit when she cupped my jaw in her hands and she stood upon her toes, givin' me a look i had no woman give me before.. I swallowed hard, and my hands just seemed to have gotten their own darned life when they moved and rested upon her bare waist.
I heard her sigh softly before she giggled and she moved her hands down to my shoulders, pushing my coat off them. I just stared at her in disbelief. This could not be happenin'..
"Miss Morrison.." I heard myself grumble as she went on with my trousers, and I finally had the power to manage to stop her. "It's improper..""Fuck improper.." I heard her mumble before she stepped away from me and grabbed me by the wrist with her small, soft hand. She guided me over to the tub, the water still steaming hot. Then she turned back to me and smirked. "You should get washed.. Sir.." She whispered and I just.. Phew.. The sweat dripped down my back, let me tell you that. Her face was so.. I don't know how to say it, but the look in her eyes was far from proper..
And for some unknown reason to God, I went with it.. I kicked off my boots, took off my clothes and tossed them nearby her own, standing before her in my full naked glory.
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The good, the bad and the traveller.
Historical FictionWelcome to the old wild west. Where cowboys are a thing and travellers get lost easily. Will Audrey reach her goal without getting distracted? Or is that distraction exactly what she's been longing for..