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He kissed me slowly, keeping me cuddled to his chest. I was warm and limp, the muscles between my thighs satisfied. His big, warm body was wrapped around me and the hairs on his chest tickled my cheek.
It was bliss. Especially with the soft, late afternoon sun coming in through the window. Making patterns on the bed.
He stirred after a while, kissing my head. “Are you alright, cariad?”
“Never better,” I said dreamily.
“I think I’ll clean up and shave,” he said.
He pushed upright and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Cracking his neck as he rose to his feet. I sat up and his cum trickled down the inside of my thigh.
“Can I shave you?”
He paused in the bathroom door, eyes narrowing. He was looking at me like he didn’t trust me to wield a razor by his throat.
“Can you?”
“I can shave myself,” I said. “I used to shave my pussy before I got laser and that’s a lot more complicated than doing a man’s face.”
He relented and I got up, padding past him gleefully. He caught me on the ass, slapping me hard enough to make it smart. I yelped and swatted at him and he gripped my wrists. Pulling them behind my back.
Kissing my neck.
“Be good,” he ordered.
When he let me go, my heart was pounding. Every touch, even when he was playful, set me on fire.
I washed and while he showered I found his razor and set up a station in the kitchen. When he came downstairs in just his boxer briefs, I had a bowl of warm water, shaving cream, and a towel laid out.
“I didn’t realize I was dealing with an expert,” he said.
“I know a lot of things,” I said. “Stick around and I’ll just keep surprising you.”
He hooked his finger under my bra between my breasts and pulled me close. All the air left my lungs. He kissed me slowly, his mouth almost overwhelming me with the sensations it evoked.
“You surprised me upstairs,” he said softly. “You’ve done so well for me, cariad.”
Heat flared in my stomach, seeping to my toes. I curled them.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
“I want one more orgasm from you today,” he said. “Tonight.”
“I’ll do my best.”
He scored my neck gently with his teeth. He liked doing that, like he was laying claim to me. Putting his mark on my skin.
“Sit down,” I ordered.
He obeyed and I stepped between his knees and pressed the warm towel to his jaw. We were both silent as I prepped him. Our breaths loud. The clock ticked over the stove.
Somehow this felt just as intimate as sex.
“Tilt your head back.”
He complied, exposing his neck. I spread the shaving cream carefully over his skin down to the middle of his throat. Then, keeping my fingers steady, I shaved him in smooth, short strokes.
It was hard to maintain focus with him so near. Especially when his eyes never left my face.
