Then she hauled back a hand and smacked my chest.
“Tovis!”her lips twitched and she smacked me again, harder.“You scared the crap out of me, you ridiculous goof!”
I laughed, hauling her to my chest and pressing my face into her tangled hair as she smacked me again and started giggling.
“It’s an important detail for our gentling,” I insisted as my body heaved.“You seemed defensive when I suggested it and I don’t want to deprive you of any possible pleasure.I will do anything you want to your tiny feet.”
“Oh,” she hid her face in my chest and moaned.Sadly, not in pleasure, but the giggles still shaking her body were almost as good.“You’re terrible.I told you to leave my feet out of your alien sex rituals.You’re going to give me a complex.”
“I like your feet,” I said.“I wouldn’t have thought to fuck them, but I’m willing to try.”
“You!”she pushed away from me, but I kept her trapped in my arms and grinned down at her wry smile.“No foot stuff,” she ordered firmly.
“No foot stuff,” I promised.“Unless you ask.”
“I won’t ask,” she said, casting an exasperated look at the darkness above us.“But it would serve you right if I insisted you suck my toes every day.”
“I’d do it,” I said, pressing my lips to her chin, her jaw, her mouth.“I’d do anything for you.”
33 Jessa
My heart squeezed withevery gentle kiss Tovis rained down on my face.His words were silly, heartfelt and full of affectionate humor that had my eyes watering with emotion even as my pussy clenched.How could he turn me on so much it hurt and make me want to laugh all at the same time?
I think I love him.
The thought washed over me like a tidal wave, sweeping away any lingering concerns for the future, any hint of reluctance I’d been clinging to.How could I not want more ofthis?
The sweetness, the care, the effort he put into every interaction.Tovis was as close to the perfect guy as I could dream up.Who was I to throw away such a gift because of circumstances or the small, meaningless reality that he wasn’t human?
I’d fallen asleep in his arms, knowing I wanted him even as I grappled with the thought.Now?There wasn’t a single part of me that doubted I’d made the right choice.
This was a male who’d met me and decided I was his world with no promise of getting anything out of it.He’d hunted me down when the sytos had taken me, charged into battle when he was outnumbered, let himself be caged, starved, beaten, all to be near me when he could have easily freed himself.
He’d put himself between me and danger without a second thought and devoted all his energy to my safety and comfort from day one.And he made me laugh, as if the rest wasn’t more than enough to wedge him firmly in my heart.
I combed both hands into his hair, the coarse strands tangling in my fingers as I tilted his face toward mine.
