Vegas Virgin (Nevada Bad Boys 1)

“Luckily, you were in your car, so that helped. The wind and the snow would have done the job a lot quicker if you weren’t. The heater in the truck and the fire has done most of the work, but a bath will make you feel a lot better.” I walked to the bathroom and turned on the water. “We should check you for frostbite though, just to be sure.”

You’ve got a lot of places I want to check.

“They look okay.” She walked into the bathroom and put her foot on the edge of the tub. “But my toes are still cold.”

“Well frostbite can get you anywhere, so we’ll need to check more than just your toes.” I tried to suppress a smile, but I saw a slight grin forming on her concerned face.

“Oh.” She looked over at me and her eyes got wide. “You mean?”

“A full body examination. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.” I suppressed a laugh, only allowing a slight chuckle.

“Um...” She furrowed her brow and looked at the water.

“Come on, strip down before the water gets cold.” My words had a bit more bite than before.

“You better not be lying to me.” She started removing her shirt.

Why would I lie? Who would lie to see your gorgeous tits?

“I’m not.” A huge grin spread across my face while her shirt was covering her eyes, but it retreated to the serious stare when she could see me again.

“This doesn’t look very good.” I reached over and touched her shoulder, which was red and starting to bruise. “Did I do that pulling you out of the car?”

“No.” She shook her head. “I banged it on the door when I tried to force it open.”

“The skin isn’t broken, so it should heal without any issues.” I looked at her other shoulder, tilted her chin to look under her neck and then examined the rest of her upper torso except for her breasts, which were still covered by her bra.

“Anything?” She asked.

“Everything looks good so far.” I replied. “Let me help you with this.” I took her bra clasp between my fingers.

I bet they’re beautiful.

“Can nipples really get frostbitten?” She held her hands over her breasts as I unsnapped it.

“Yes, they can.” I nodded with confidence. “Let’s have a look.”

She didn’t say a word as the bra fell loose. I turned her back around and lifted it so it wouldn’t touch the injured area on her shoulder, dropping the strap on her arm. I pulled her hands down and let the bra fall to the floor, exposing her breasts.

They were perfectly rounded with small circular areolas. They still had the firmness of youth and they were voluptuous. I was seeing them at their best. I couldn’t help but stare for a moment as I let the image sear into my mind.

I won’t have to imagine those again—that’s a permanent memory.

I knelt and pretended to examine the area underneath them, while keeping both eyes firmly entrenched on the splendid sight. If I hadn’t taken time to pleasure myself earlier in the evening, I would have been rock hard seeing them so close. When I felt like I couldn’t stare any longer without causing her to get uncomfortable, I stood up and gave her a nod that everything was okay.

She had a rosy tint to her cheeks and they were flushed with a little bit of embarrassment. I got the feeling she had never been examined like that before. She reached down to her jeans and unfastened them. My heart was pounding with excitement when I got a glimpse of her neon pink panties peeking over the top of the denim.

“Pretty sure I’m safe down here.” She pushed her jeans to the floor and stepped out of them.

“Put your foot on the edge of the tub.” I motioned towards the edge of the ceramic.

Let me see that gorgeous pussy—I’m ready to add that to my permanent memories as well.

“Okay.” She perched on her right foot and I took a moment to examine her long slender leg.

“Looks good.” Now the other one. She swapped over to the other leg and I gave it the same treatment.

“Am I in the clear?” She asked.