PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

In the middle of a forest little explored by humanity, a home-designed wooden cabin was in a cleared area; it seemed to be currently inhabited while some sounds of voices came from within.

Inside the cabin, in a room that seemed to belong to the bathroom area, two people were visibly uncomfortable with the situation they were in, one of them was a young woman of great beauty and sensuality with raspberry-colored hair and eyes. ; the other person was a tall, handsome young man with night-black hair and ice-blue eyes.

These were Sasha and Desmond who as a result of a bad joke by the latter ended up in the bathroom of the house for Sasha to help him both to take off his clothes and to take a shower.

′′ Are you sure you want to help me? ′′ Desmond asked uncertainly.

The reality is that Desmond was not as reluctant to accept Sasha’s help as he seemed, after all, he found the girl incredibly attractive, and on any given day in his old world Desmond would not hesitate to take her to bed and make her feel heaven in the earth while he enjoys a body as beautiful as hers.

But the situation with Sasha was slightly different, they were to a certain extent business partners and lived in the same house, Desmond being the casanova that he has always been, he is used to disappearing the next morning to enjoy the sensuality of a maiden and He would not know how to live with a woman with whom he has something more than friendship.

The truth was that Desmond had more experience seducing women than just being his friend and he couldn’t even be considered to have any experience having a real partner, in Claire’s case; Years of living together and the way it had all happened made things flow naturally, but that would hardly be the case with anyone else.

But before his question he was only met with a fervent look from Sasha, only lust and curiosity drove this girl whose mind had passed the point of no return in levels of shame and went directly to a state in which no thought rational was directing his actions.

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Resigned to his fate and honestly somewhat indifferent to it himself at this point, Desmond just let Sasha help him remove his clothes; Which happened without problems until Desmond was bare-chested.

As soon as the shirt touched the ground, Desmond could feel one of Sasha’s hands touching the well-defined muscles of his abdomen, when he turned his eyes a little he could see Sasha who was behind him, wrapping his arms around him with a passionate look somewhat lost; While Desmond was somewhat surprised by the girl’s sheer recklessness, he soon realized that while there was a hint of lust in Sasha’s reddish eyes it was probably an enormous curiosity that drove her actions.

The girl’s hands were small and delicate, with long, slender fingers, her touch feeling incredibly soft causing even the experienced Desmond to tingle as Sasha’s fingertips moved along the contour of his body.

Without giving any more importance to the matter, Desmond tried to remove his pants but ended up failing because he was not able to flex his legs completely, but after a brief period of daze, Sasha the girl with restless hands helped him remove the covering garment his legs.

Once again she did not miss the opportunity to briefly touch some parts of his legs, but perhaps because it was a more sensitive area in terms of sexuality, she quickly withdrew her hands as they climbed up Desmond’s thighs and stood shyly withdrew.

This indicated two facts to Desmond, the first was that the girl was not as brave as she appeared, it is just that due to her curiosity and attraction towards him added to what could be considered the pretext and the perfect setting she had the courage to let out a bolder side of herself.

At the same time this told Desmond that despite her silence and apparent trance, the girl was certainly aware of all of her actions and their implication, it is just that most likely in the heat of the moment she let go of the inhibitions of her; but if Desmond had to gamble he would say that even after this she would still be the same shy and embarrassed girl tomorrow.

Thinking about it a bit, Desmond decided to leave his underwear on, at the end of the day Sasha had limits, if he really took off his underwear in front of her, it is highly likely that she would pass out.

They soon found themselves in front of a wooden bathtub filled with hot water that Sasha seemed to have prepared quickly, Desmond found himself in dire need of having to hold Sasha’s hand to keep her balance as he entered the bathtub; he could only blame that stupid tiger for forcing him to cause so much damage to his legs to avoid ending up as nothing more than a bloodstain on the grass.

The feeling of warmth filled Desmond’s body as soon as he let his body soak in the hot water, Sasha apparently taking her role very seriously after her earlier outburst, it didn’t take long before she grabbed a sponge covered with some kind of liquid herbal soap and began to clean Desmond’s wounded body little by little.

She seemed to focus first on cleaning the bloodstained areas on Desmond’s body, but had soon cleaned up everything visible to her, having already wiped most of the blood from Desmond’s right arm, Sasha wanted to lift him to clean the right part of Desmond’s torso but this caused great pain that caused Desmond in an instinctive act to cling to her and throw her into the bathtub.

Trying to get out of the water Sasha unknowingly mounted on Desmond with her hands resting on his chest and both faces a short distance between them, the chaos that was Sasha’s mental realm was a complete mystery to Desmond, but he could see how the Rationality and curiosity in Sasha’s eyes diminished little by little as lust and infatuation began to completely occupy her pupils.

Desmond soon decided that he might as well enjoy the moment and worry about the consequences for another time, after all, being shy about a woman’s advances had never been Desmond’s style.

Before Sasha had a chance to rationalize her current situation and repent of the unknown daring that controlled her at the time; she felt her lips be pressed by a soft, intense, and warm sensation.

Her mind was still trying to process what had just happened when all her thought processes froze at the kisses of Desmond who didn’t even wait a second before passionately savoring the exquisite sensation of Sasha’s lips.

In Sasha’s case, the fact that she couldn’t think rationally didn’t mean she was not experiencing all kinds of emotions right now, the truth was that the feeling she used to get when she looked at Desmond with infatuation seemed to have multiplied by a hundred times and with that have done, many of his inhibitions went out the window along with some of his fears.

The sensation Sasha felt when being kissed by Desmond drove her crazy, the softness, the warmth, and that feeling of being consumed by the passion of the other person was something that Sasha had never experienced, she could feel that Desmond wanted her right now and that scared her at the same time that it made her feel excited; Desmond’s powerful heartbeat transmitted through Sasha’s hand that was lying on Desmond’s chest was like a hypnotic song causing her to slowly let go of the force that was holding her, soon Sasha found herself completely flat on Desmond’s nude chest completely lost in the moment; she could feel the sensation of pressure by having her breasts against Desmond′s chest and for a moment. . . Just for a moment, she was able to feel herself connected to Desmond in a way she never thought possible.

But a few moments later, Desmond was carried a little too far as his one perfectly mobile hand gripped one of Sasha’s thighs letting his fingers sink into that soft area of ??hers.

This unexpected action on Desmond’s part and the sensation of pressure in her leg completely snapped Sasha out of her stupor and seemed to restart her reasoning, causing the girl to jump as if she were a cat whose tail had been stepped on; Without a single word to be said, Sasha ran out of the bathroom in her soaked clothes and left without even closing the door behind her.

′′ That girl. . . Her hair and eyes are the color of raspberries and it turns out that her lips taste exactly like raspberries. . . I wonder if it is a racial characteristic or just a delicious coincidence. . . hell, I wanted to enjoy her lips a little more. ′′

As free and carefree as Desmond could be at times, he decided to think about the problems this incident could bring her when it arrived and for now to finish her bath while remembering the taste and feel of Sasha’s lips which in Desmond’s own words were ” sublime “.