Inara continued to tease the head of his length lightly as she observed him. She smiled at his double entendre. “We both that effect on each other, Mal. We always have.” She had never found a man so maddening or wonderfully mysterious as Malcolm Reynolds.
Intimacy was the key to unlocking the last of the mysteries. Or, more truthfully, Inara hoped that they were. There was a lot that could be conveyed to your partner without your conscious choice. Inara was an expert at interpreting all those things.
Curling her fingers around his length, Inara gave it a gentle squeeze before starting to lightly stroke up and down. She wanted to feel him twitch and even bob in her hand. How would he respond to her? Inara could barely wait to find out as her quickened breath attested to.