Cerbo en Vitra ujo
Doc dropped onto the sofa and stared up at her. "Undress for me."
"I--" Grete put her hand to her chest as if that could hold her panic inside.
"Don't be shy now, kitten. You didn't want this, you wouldn't have waited for me." His hand slid down beneath the waist of his pants and his eyes closed in pleasure. "The hands ain't all I got that's new."
Breath dragged out of Grete in a moan. Doc smiled, his eyes still closed. "Wait for it, kitten."
She had to find out if Kaj were alive. Grete opened the top of her tunic. "I might need some help undressing."
"That so." The leather creaked as he stood. "I think these hands knew you before they were mine." Kaj's long fingers twined in her hair. Doc's arm wrapped around her waist and pulled Grete against him, hard. "That's a rare opportunity, kitten. Rare indeed."
Grete lifted one of Kaj's hands and kissed the fingertips. She closed her eyes and willed herself back to the garden on Banwith Stat