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Chapter Nine

Callum

“What are you thinking about?” I ask, nudging her shoulder. She had a perplexed expression the entire dinner, remaining silent as we ate. Usually it wouldn’t bother me, since I’m not one to talk with my mouth full. But after I poured my spunk down her throat this morning, I’ve barely seen her all day.

That adorable blush I love dawns on her face. “Uhm. I was thinking about you shaving me. Did you actually want to do that?”

I drop the container of rice and chicken on the table and wipe my mouth. “Yes,” I blurt out, my sweats pulling tight between my thighs. “I want to shave you, Acacia.”

“Tonight?” her little voice asks.

“If you want me to.” I have the supplies needed from when I grow tired of my beard.

She nods. “I’m nervous.”

I smile at her honesty, it’s one of the things I love about her. “Why? I’ve been up close and personal already.”

Acacia scrunches her nose. “That’s different. You were focused on something else.”

“I think this is more intimate. It’s showing me that you’re comfortable enough for me to take care of you,” I explain to her.

Her lips purse, trying to hide her smile, and she drops her attention to her food.

I clear my throat and her eyes lift to mine. Pushing my plate away, I grab her hand. “In case it’s not clear, I want this thing between us. I know we’ve only gone on dates to my house so far, but I promise I’m gonna schedule us a day off together so I can give you a proper date.”

“Oh. This is fine, I enjoy our dates here,” she says, her blush intensifying.

My thumb rubs at the back of her hand. “Me too. A selfish part of me enjoys keeping you just for myself and not sharing you with the world.”

“I don’t want to share you either,” she admits quietly. Her fingers curl around mine and squeeze once.

I grin, elated that I’m getting everything I’ve always wanted. “Let’s finish eating and I’ll shave your little cunny.”

She’s lying on my bed, her perky tits pushing against her tank top. Her fingers twist at the waistband of her panties, as if she’s nervous about pulling them off. Her face flushes as I walk to the edge of the mattress and set the shaving cream and blade next to her. I keep the bowel of water a little further away.

“You sure you’re comfortable?” I ask her.

Acacia nods. “Yes, I want to do this.”

I put one knee on the bed and lean over her. My fingers trail up her thigh, over her hip, and meet her hand resting below her navel. Her stomach contracts as I pull at her panties, dragging them down her legs slowly. I toss them onto the floor and then press a kiss to her mound, right above the thick patch of curls.

Acacia shudders. I climb off the bed and grab her by the back of her knees, pushing them open and towards her chest. It bares her center to me, spreading her lips so I can see every inch of her pink, glistening kitty.

“You’re going to look so pretty for me all bald and soft,” I whisper, running a finger down her slit.

She squeezes her eyes closed, and my other hand squeezes her knee. “Hold your legs for me,” I tell her to give her something else to focus on. Her hands replace mine and I grab the shaving cream, pouring a generous amount in my hand and slathering it on her sex. She only flinches at the initial touch, but relaxes the more I spread the white foam.

I wipe my hand off and pick up the straight blade, settling closer to her bush that’s about to be hedged. “It’s important you keep still, okay? Trust that I won’t cut you.”

“I trust you, Callum,” her little voice replies, and my heart swells in my chest. It’s like it's beating a single word over and over. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

I place a towel on her thigh and bring the bowel of water closer to me. Pulling her skin taut, she takes a deep breath and I swipe down in short, sharp strokes on one side of her puffy meat curtain. I rinse off the strands of hair and cream in the water and then dry the sides of the razor with the towel.

“Not so bad, right?”

Acacia laughs lightly. “No, it feels a bit weird. But it’s not bad.”

Smiling, I start again and we fall into a comfortable silence as I shave the rest of her mossy mound. She jerks a little when I pull apart her labia to ensure I get everything, but otherwise she’s the perfect little doll staying still.

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