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An Heir for the Billionaire Page 38
Author: Terry Towers

"So?"

She looked down into his dark, questioning eyes and a smile spread across her lips. "You look... really hot." She reached between her legs and stroked his rock hard cock until a pebble of cum formed at the tip of his cock. She swiped the cum with her thumb and brought it to her mouth. Sucking her thumb in she licked off the cum, as she watched the fire flare up in his eyes. Just as he was about to grab her to situate her on his throbbing cock, she stood and stepped away from him.

"Oh, come on!" Laughing, Damon fell back in the seat.

"Stay there." Walking over to the tub she turned it off. The water was perfect, the sweet smell of lavender filled the room and a couple of inches of bubbles skimmed the top of the water.

Walking back over to him, she grabbed his knees and parted them. Stepping between his legs she grabbed the clippers and fell to her knees.

"Hell no Kat!"

He was about to stand when she leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the head of his shaft, making him groan. He settled back into the chair, as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked and swirled her tongue along the swollen head until he was relaxed and fully indulging in the feel of her mouth around him. Once he was fully relaxed she let his dick fall from her lips and turned on the clippers.

"Damn woman, the shit I allow you to do to me. I'm fucking whipped, that's what I am. Whipped."

"It's called marriage honey." Looking up, she caught his eyes and grinned, loving his discomfort. "Ready?"

Taking a deep breath in, he exhaled loudly and nodded waving a dismissive hand at her. "Do what you have to do."

Shit, now how to go about this... Her experience with ball shaving was... well... non-existent. Maybe I should have Googled the best way to go about this?

"Okay, what's with the hesitation?"

She pulled back and looked at him, pasting the best innocent look she could on her face. There was genuine concern in his eyes. His frown deepened.

"It's going to be fine."

"Maybe we should let it fall out naturally." He made an attempt to stand, but she grasped his cock and stroked him a moment, settling him back down in the chair.

"Bullied. Pushed around," he grumbled, eyeing her intently.

He tensed as she flicked on the shaver and it began to buzz softly. Deciding to just do it, she started her work on the left ball. She worked carefully and after a minute or so his body began to relax and she worked more confidently until his entire groin area was shaved.

Turning off the clippers she placed them on the countertop and inspected her work. "It looks amazing Damon. You're definitely going to need to keep it this way." Looking back up at him she snickered at his flabbergasted expression.

"Hell no. This is a one time deal."

"Oh, come on! I shave for you!"

Damon laughed, "You shaved before we got back together woman!"

Katrina huffed and rolled her eyes. Okay, so he had her there... But still. "That's not the point."

They both remained silent a moment, their eyes locked. He growled low in the back of his throat and gave his head a shake. "We'll see."

Chapter 18

He was surprisingly fine with being bald up top and down below. The look of desire flaring up in her eyes as she looked at his shaved balls made it worthwhile. He could get use to it; it wasn't like anyone other than her would see it anyhow.

Happy with his response she got to her feet and began to walk backwards towards the tub. She beckoned him with her index finger to follow. His eyes travelled the length of her stunning body, pausing at her bald mound. If her seeing him shaved was as arousing to her as it was to him, then he'd definitely keep it.

He followed her to the tub, as he was about to reach her, she stepped into the tub giving him a coy look. Damon followed her into the tub and sank into the bubbles. He would never admit it to anyone, not even Katrina, but he loved the relaxing feel of a warm bath and the lavender scent. It was a secret indulgence. He was positive that there were perhaps scores of other men who would also never admit it. Having his beautiful, naked wife with him made the moment even more enjoyable.

He reached up and grabbed her waist pulling her down to him, ensuring he didn't submerge the catheter which was sticking out of his right arm into the water, otherwise Gary would have a fucking fit when he came in the next day for his check-up and next dose of chemo.

She lowered herself onto him, straddling him and pressing her naked body against his. "I think I'm going to love seeing you between my legs, tongue fucking me with your new bald look," she whispered into his ear, nipping at his ear lobe and making his body shiver in response.

"You'll get to see soon enough." It still shocked him how candid she was becoming, her words turned him on almost as much as her body gyrating against him. He'd created a monster and he loved it!

She sat up on him, grasped his cock and aligned him with her opening. She stared into his eyes as she gently lowered herself onto him. The passion in her gaze increased as she took more of his length in. Her soft, wet core took him in, accommodating his girth and begging him for more.

They sighed in unison as she took him in completely. Sliding his hand to the back of her neck, he urged her lips down to his. She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to ride him, as their lips locked. Her pussy clenched around his cock as she began to work him.

Her lips parted, inviting him to play as she began to move on him. She rotated her hips in a circular motion as she moved up and down on him. The combination of their tongues dancing with the feel of her soft skin pressing against him and the feel of her core milking him was bringing him rapidly to his brink. Of course, it hadn't helped that she'd had him in a state of arousal for over a half hour. Stroking, teasing, taunting. She could bring him or climax faster and harder than any woman he'd ever met.

She pulled her lips from his, slipped her arms around his neck and increased the speed she moved on him. Soft moans and arousing whimpers came from her lips as they skimmed along the side of his neck. Threading one hand into her hair, he placed the other hand on her ass and pulled her down to him with each of her downward thrusts.

Her moans became louder, whimpers more frequent. Her body began to tense.

"That's it honey, let go for me," he groaned moving with her, thrusting his hips up and meeting each of her downward thrusts so that he buried himself completely into her channel - balls deep.

She suddenly pulled back, closing her eyes, arching her back and began to ride him in earnest. The water and bubbles began to splash and splatter over the side of the tub from the force of her movements. Her breasts, which were covered in droplets of water and bubbles, jiggled enticingly from the motion. She was like a blonde water goddess at that moment, beautiful, sexy and bringing him so much pleasure it was near painful.

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