Chapter 17

Parker, what is this pink?” Brax asks as he nibbles along the top of her foot.

Parker wiggles her toes, “This is nail polish. It makes my feet pretty.”

“It does not have a purpose? It is not protection?” Brax draws his finger along the arch of her foot. Parker tries to pull her foot back. She is ticklish.

“Oh, stop, that tickles. Females like to feel pretty. We like to do our hair, paint our nails, put makeup on our faces.” Parker giggles as Brax continues to lightly stroke her foot.

“Hm, you are perfect the way you are, but if you like your toes painted, I will enjoy it too.” Brax rubs over the smooth polish. “I like these sounds you are making. Tickles? Not as much as the sound of when you orgasm and moan your pleasure.”

“Brax, we need to get dressed. I’m going to rinse off in the pond.” Parker stands up and walks over to the pond.

She can feel his hot gaze brand her skin as she splashes water over her body, rinsing away the dust and sweat.