Chapter 5
He tried so hard. So damn hard. He tried to think of something else. Anything else. Cucumbers. Yeah Rey, go think of cucumbers. Think of how cool and calm they are. Bas, think of only and only cucumbers.
Cool, Calm, Green, Hard... Hard? Fuck. Yup, Hard. And his eyes travelled down to the bulge in his pants. Ohh God No. Was he really getting an erection, watching a stranger, in an extremely strange place?
Well, Curse her clothes! He sniggered inwardly.
Who in the freaking hell wears things like those?
She had the most translucent piece of blue, wrapped around her, so amazingly, that he was sure she didn't belong to earth. Her body was completely visible in the vibrant moonlight, and the glossy skin underneath that blue, made the parts of his body harden with anticipation and need, something he didn't at all.
He thanked those stray ebony locks, which were falling at the most strategic places, so that her nipples were covered. He gulped, loudly than was allowed, to stop his imagination from running wild. Was she wet? Otherwise, how would that fabric turn this translucent? But then, how can a wet fabric be so lustrous?
He gulped again, moving his eyes downwards, dreading the pain of arousal that would come.