A Kid Like Her (A Riddick - Jack Romance/Adventure Story)

On Eve's Agenda

Once in the shower he did wash her hair, she did keep her hands and ass to herself, and even behaved. He, on the other hand, never promised any such conditions, and it was high time to begin repaying Jack for her slip of the tongue about how he proposed to her. It started innocently enough, a kiss to the side of her face, then her neck. She suspected nothing. Not even when his hand brushed over her breasts and slid between her thighs as he washed her or as he pressed his renewed erection into her back.

By now Jack was more than slightly aroused, and it was about to get a whole lot worse. He backed her against the shower wall and his mouth and hands began their real torture. He slowly slid two fingers in an out of her moist heat while his mouth tormented the sensitive peaks of her breasts, working her into a fevered state. Desperate for something, anything to hold onto, her hands automatically gravitated to his shoulders and at the first brush of her fingers he completely backed off and left her standing there.

Her eyes flew open in shocked dismay. "What? No!"

With a smile, he informed her,"You touched me."

At first he was oblivious to his subtle smug demeanor. Getting him to come back and touch her was the only thing she could focus on at that moment.

"I'm sorry. It won't happen again!" She stepped forward and he held his hand up for her to stop.

"No second chances, Jack."

She was incredulous, especially given that he was just as aroused as she was and planned to use his condition as a way to get what she wanted.

"But look at you." She smiled as she pointed to his erection. "I can help."

"I said no touching. How are you gonna help without touching?"

Damn! Wait a minute! I smell a rat! "Wait! This is my punishment isn't it? For slipping about how you proposed?" His evil grin was her only answer and she slumped back against the shower wall. "Oh god! So you're not going to-."

"Nope."

"But what about y-?"

He wiggled his fingers. "I have hands."

Jack grinned at that. "Yeah? Well so do I!"

He shook a finger at her and shook his head. "Uh-uh. No touching and that includes you."

"I never-." He cocked an eyebrow and she ran their conversation back through her head. "Shit!"

"Shit indeed, Princess."

"How long?" she whined.

"Rest of the day."

She jutted out her lower lip and looked so pitiful Riddick almost laughed. "I was kinda hoping you forgot that part."

"No way." She made a move to leave the shower but he grabbed her upper arm. "Just where do you think you're goin'?"

"The shower is over."

"For you," he whispered against her neck, "but not for me. Stay right here."

First he positioned her right across from him, then leaned back against the wall opposite her. He grabbed the soap and generously lathered his hands, wrapped one around his engorged length, and began to slowly stroke himself as she watched. She took a good look at him and had to force herself not to close the distance between them. His finely sculpted muscles were accented even more by the water sluicing down body. Fuck, that alone was a sight.

But what really got to her was watching him with his fist around his thick shaft, stroking it as the suds squeezed out from around his hand and the expressions on his face. It was incredibly erotic and left her mouth dry. God he was absolutely beautiful and sinfully sexy. She had never seen him masturbate before, never thought she would really want to, but after this, she would want repeat performances in the future. Right now, on the other hand, watching him was pure hell.