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Chapter Eight
Acacia
Malissa beats me to the desk this morning. I can’t stop glancing at the mats that Callum had laid me out on yesterday and then licked me in places no mouth should really go. My thighs clench, and I walk with a shift in my step to relieve some of the pressure aching between my legs.
Setting my bag and coffee down, I stand next to her chair. She finishes typing out her message before looking up at me.
Her eyes narrow. “Good morning,” she says while hesitantly placing her phone on her desk.
“I have a personal question to ask.”
Malissa smirks. “This should be good. Lay it on me, sister.”
Blowing out a nervous breath, I nod. “How do you trim… your garden?”
She blinks at me with raised eyebrows and an open mouth before a giggle escapes her lips. “You’re talking about my lady garden? The one I grow organically between my legs?”
I groan, dropping into my seat. “Nevermind. This is a mistake. Forget I said anything.”
“No, no, no. I must know now,” she says with a shake of her head. “Why do you ask?”
I blush, twisting my fingers. “Callum mentioned shaving me after… after he had his face down there.”
Her feet fall onto the floor, her back straightening. “Oh my god. What are you saying? He ate your whisker biscuit?”
Pinching the bridge of my nose, I look at her, exasperated. “Do I want to know what that is?”
“Full bush, baby,” she teases without shame.
I shudder. “Please. I would rather say hairy vagina than whisker biscuit.”
She grimaces. “I wouldn’t.”
With a sigh, I roll my eyes and slump further into the chair. Malissa guides hers closer to me and pats my knee.
“If he’s willing to do that for you, why not let him? You might like it. Some people are into that kind of thing.” She shrugs.
My mouth drops open. “It’s a kink thing? Shaving?”
She holds up her hands. “I said it could be. We don’t know how Callum is. And to answer your question, I get my shit waxed. Smooth as a plum.”
“Does it hurt?” I ask, unsure if I could stand any pain down there.
Malissa grimaces. “Yeah, but you kind of get used to it. You should let him shave you.”
My eyebrows crinkle. “What? Why?”
She shrugs. “Well, to begin with. If you’ve never done anything to trim down there, then you would probably have to shorten it all up before you could wax anyway. And I think you may like being taken care of like that with him. Just try it and if you don’t like it, then I’ll take you to my girl to get it all ripped off.”
“What if he cuts me?” I ask, twisting my fingers.
Malissa frowns. “I feel like a man confident enough to ask to shave a woman isn’t a man that’s gonna cut the kitty.”
“Oh my god. Now you’re comparing my private parts to animals.” I wag a finger at her, moving to head back inside.
She laughs, holding up her hands. “I’m afraid pussy cat is a fairly common phrase. That’s not even on me.”
You got your man into your pants. Now what? How to keep him addicted to your gorilla grip pus—
