Page 74 of Desperate Desires

And I’d fight heaven and hell to make sure she knew that.

I took the scissors, trimming her pubic hair after I’d shaved her inner thighs, and panty line carefully.

I was so fucking turned on by the fact she didn’t wax her sex. She said she liked herself shaved, and she was definitely neat.

But I liked my woman real, and there was nothing that turned me on faster than seeing and touching the soft curls between her thighs.

I loved every inch of her. All her curves, her hills and valleys, all those delectable, secret places I wanted to spend days exploring with my hands, lips, tongue, and teeth.

I grabbed her hips and turned her around, instructing her to lean on the wall.

“Ono,” she whimpered my name. Fucking whimpered.

I groaned my response. This whole shaving routine had worked my sweet Bellezza up. I’d heightened her arousal and made her pussy drip for me, and I felt like a conquering hero.

So fucking hot.

And I was there for it. So fucking there. I wouldn’t leave her hanging. Not ever. But I wasn’t done shaving her yet.

“Keep still,” I instructed, rubbing shave butter between her plump cheeks.

She hissed, and I leaned forward, kissing one side of her gorgeous ass before spreading her cheeks wide.

Fuck.

Her puckered hole was so goddamn pretty. I wanted to eat it. My cock ached to fuck it. And I would. Just not yet.

I spread her cheeks wider and shaved around her hole with gentle downward swipes.

When I was done, after I put the razor safely down, I leaned forward and pressed my tongue to her skin. Michelle moaned, dropping her head back, and I grinned and went back for more, eating her ass like the starving man I was.

“Oh fuck,” she hissed, slapping her hand against the tile.

“So good, Doc. So fucking sweet,” I growled, licking at her and grabbing some of the bath oil I’d brought in with me to slick her up.

I rubbed my oiled hands all over her legs, thighs, hips, and ass, paying attention to my new target.

She moaned as I used my tongue on her, spreading her thighs so I could suck her from clit to ass.

It wasn’t enough. I needed more.

So, I sat down on my ass, turning around so my back was against the wall with Michelle hovering right above me.

Then I feasted.

Chapter 21-Ono

Desire was a dangerous thing. But it could also be a wonderful thing.

I didn’t know I could be so insatiable for a woman, but my wife was not the average woman. She was superb. And I fucking burned for her.

“Ono!” she cried out, hands leaving the tiled wall to clutch at my head.

She had no choice really since I had to force her body away from the support so I could get to her.

She pulled my hair, and that bite of pain only made me hungrier.

I shoved two fingers inside her hot little cunt, nibbling at her clit while I teased her asshole with my pinky.

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