He inhaled deeply, the rise and fall of his chest jostling her arm, so she sat up. She combed the strands with her fingers, pulling it farther from his face. He closed his eyes, clearly enjoying her touch.
She leaned down, pressing a kiss to his lips. “You can say no.”
“Let’s do it,” he said, and she bolted upright.
“Seriously?”
He shrugged. “Why the hell not?”
A huge smile spread across her face, and she leaped from the bed, taking his hand and leading him out of the bedroom.
“Shouldn’t we get dressed?” he asked.
“What would be the fun in that?” She gave him a wink over her shoulder as she made her way to get the scissors.
***
Ryder sat in the chair Raelyn set up in front of the bathroom. She turned the water on and waved her hand under the stream, adjusting the knobs.
“Rest your head on the sink,” she said.
He did as she asked, and she leaned down, her nipple right next to his mouth, so he lifted, taking it in between his teeth. She gasped, then moaned as he swirled his tongue around the tight bud. His cock jumped to life again, and he was amazed at how he never got tired when it came to Raelyn. He always wanted her.
He withdrew, and she gathered his hair, angling him under the water. She squirted shampoo in her hand and kicked her leg over his lap. He groaned when she sat, rocking her wet pussy against his erection as she massaged the shampoo into his hair.
His hands landed on her hips, moving down to her ass, his fingers digging into the soft curves as he guided her along his length. She lifted up on her toes, bending over him, and he nipped her stomach, then slid his fingers down her center, finding her slick heat. He sank into her, and her hand fisted his hair, yanking on the strands as he curled his finger.
“Keep doing that, and you’ll wind up with a mohawk,” she said.
“You’re the one rubbing all over me. What did you expect?”
“To enjoy the show and keep your hands to yourself.”
“That’ll never happen. Not when you’re mine to touch.”
“Is that so?” she asked, ringing his hair out then sitting on his lap, her pussy sliding down his cock and her ass resting against his thighs.
She ran a comb through the long strands of hair, then combed up. He heard the sound of scissors and closed his eyes as years of hiding was cut away.
He thought it would be hard to let go of the shield he’d hid behind for so long. But Raelyn’s body was the distraction he needed to let go.
“You okay? she asked, kissing his cheek and trailing her mouth along his jaw.
He swallowed as desire gripped hold of his balls and begged him to plunge into her. “Keep doing that and my balls won’t be.” She shimmied in his lap, and he laughed. “You like to see me in pain.”
“Never. But let me finish, and I will take care of the rest of you.” She kissed his lips this time, then went back to combing and cutting.
Hair tickled his skin as it fell to the floor. With each cut of the scissors, he felt the world around him getting lighter. He felt the cool air of the air conditioner against his cheek, and he closed his eyes, savoring the feel.
Raelyn used her fingers, running them along his scalp before reaching over him and sitting on his lap. She held a mirror up. “What do you think?”
Afraid to look, he held her gaze. “What do you think?”
“You look hot as hell.”
He doubted that. How could anyone look hot as hell when they literally had deep, jagged lines cut across their face?
“I know you don’t believe me, but look for yourself and see.”