I was surprised when my voice came out as a croak.
I hadn’t realized exactly what I was feeling at first, because I hadn’t felt it in over a year:
Desire.
I hadn’t been with another woman since I’d met Katie… and I definitely hadn’t been with anyone since she’d died. Hell, I hadn’t even looked at porn in all that time.
And here there was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, slowly getting undressed in front of me.
Well… I mean… partly getting undressed. She still kept on the furs covering her torso and lower body.
But with everything else out of the way, I could see the pronounced swell of her chest even more clearly… and my mouth watered the tiniest bit.
“Arm,” she repeated, then pointed to the crook of her arm and raised one eyebrow.
“Elbow,” I said.
“Elbow…”
She wiggled her tiny, slender hand.
“Hand,” I said.
“Hand…”
Then she pointed and arched an eyebrow.
“Finger.”
“Fingurrrr…”
“Well, uh… wait a second…”
She frowned a little as I joined her on the fur cape and took her soft hand in mine.
I pointed to her index, middle, ring, and pinky fingers one by one.
“Finger, finger, finger, finger… thumb,” I said as I gripped her thumb lightly.
“Thumb?” she asked as she gave me a thumbs-up. She sounded delighted, like she particularly liked saying that particular word.
“Thumb,” I agreed.
“Thumb!”
She laughed, then looked deep into my eyes.
They were so incredibly beautiful… like emeralds…
“Sleep?” she asked.
I nodded. “Sleep.”
She smiled, then lay down on her side atop the fur cape.
In that position, I could see the absolutely amazing shape of her body. The valley of her tiny waist… her hips, wide and sexy…
The curve of her ass beneath her skirt…
And, over her blue arm, the swell of her breasts beneath her fur top.
She bundled up some of the bindings from her arm and put them as a pillow under the side of her head.
When I didn’t move to join her, she looked back at me questioningly. “Sleep?”
“…sleep,” I agreed, and gingerly lay down behind her, several inches away from her amazing ass.
I took some of her fur bindings and balled them up under my head, too. They made a surprisingly comfortable pillow.
I was right behind her, and I could smell her hair as it tickled my face. It smelled slightly sweet… along with the scent of a woman’s clean skin…
“Arm,” Lelia said commandingly.
“…what?” I asked, not understanding.
“ARM,” she demanded, holding out her hand towards me.
I lifted my arm in the air, wondering if that was what she wanted –
She immediately grabbed onto it and wrapped it around her body like a blanket.
“Mmmm… arm,” she murmured as she lay her head back down.
Unfortunately – or fortunately, really, if I’m going to be honest – she was clasping my hand right against her chest.
I could feel her left breast’s curve beneath my palm.
It was firm… and pretty big.
I swallowed hard and tried to stay as still as possible.
The entire time, I kept my lower body away from hers.
I didn’t want her to feel the raging erection I had going.
This was the first woman I’d been this close to since Katie – and I was very close to her. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, warmer even than the embers of the fire three feet away from us.
I felt a certain amount of guilt, though I knew that was absurd.
I mean, I had died in an avalanche, and now I was on a world with two moons, lying next to a hot woman who was blue from head to toe.
I didn’t think Katie would have minded me being a little flustered. In fact, she probably would have teased me for it.
If she were here, she might have even egged me on.
GO for it, Jack! She’s HOT!
I grinned to think of it.
I could just imagine her saying, C’mon, man, I’m a ghost… you gotta GET some SOMEtime!
Katie was like that. She used to joke and say, The only jealous bone in my body is YOURS when you put it in me.
Which was true. I was a bit possessive of her… but she just laughed at me if another woman caught my eye. Not that it happened often.
But still, I didn’t try anything. My heart just wasn’t in it… and this strange blue woman obviously trusted me now. I wasn’t going to do anything to jeopardize that.
A few minutes passed, and her breathing became slow and rhythmic.
It took me a lot longer to join her in sleep… but finally I did.
10
I woke up in the morning. At least, I assumed it was the morning, because there was dim light coming from the mouth of the cave that barely illuminated the stone walls around me.
I was alone. The blue woman wasn’t in front of me.
Was it just a dream?
No – the fur cape was still underneath me, as was the bundle of fur wrappings underneath my head.
“Jack,” a voice said from the rear of the cave.
I propped myself up on one elbow, cold and stiff, and saw Lelia sitting by the fire, working to build the embers back into a flame.
She was still just as beautiful as I remembered. Her face and blue skin were fresh and beautiful as she smiled at me.
“Good morning,” I said automatically as I yawned.
“Good… morning?” she asked. She gave a fake, comical yawn as she said it, exposing her perfect, white teeth.
“Oh, no, I was just yawning,” I said.
She looked at me like she didn’t understand.
I pointed at the light coming through the cave mouth. “Morning.”
Then I put on an exaggerated smile like I was extremely happy. “Good.”
Then I put them both together. “Good morning.”
“Ah!” she said, and gave me a cartoonish, exaggerated smile back. “Good morning!”
Close enough. We would work on getting the subtleties down later.
I crawled over to the fire and warmed myself by the rapidly growing flames.
Lelia moved over to my makeshift larder near the mouth of the cave and picked up a slab of meat, which was now frozen stiff as a board.
She lifted it in the air.
