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them, they’re perfection.
As I blow-dry my hair, I watch Colin shaving via the reflection in the mirror. He’s softly singing along to an old Tim McGraw song. There’s something terribly erotic about watching the man that I’m in love with cover his face with shaving cream and use a blade to smoothly remove the white foam from his face. His eyes are focused on the task at hand.
He has no idea that I’m staring at him. I take a mental snapshot, and file it away for one of the many times that I’m furious over something that he’s done. I need to remember him like this.
The more I watch him, the more flushed I feel. I’m not sure what time our dinner reservations are, but we might have to be late. I slip my robe off and let it fall to the tiled floor. I walk over to Colin and remove the razor from his hand. “Let me do that.”
He looks at me and drinks in my state of undress, and then flashes me his half smile. “That’s my favorite outfit,” he says, as he places me on his vanity that was custom-built to his height. We’re staring at each other, green eyes to lavender.
I start on the other side of his face, next to his ear, and begin to run the razor down his cheek, following the direction of the stubble. When I’ve cleared one strip of shaving cream, I dip the razor in the water-filled sink, and rinse the cream off. I watch Colin’s erection grow as I shave the next row of shaving cream.
“How come it’s your birthday, and I’m the one who’s having the best day ever?” Colin says, so softly that I barely hear him.
I smile and kiss the tip of his nose. “I love you, and I hope that I can make every day the best day ever.”
When I get to his chin, he removes the razor from my hand, flashing me his smoldering green eyes. “This is too dangerous a weapon for you to use so near my throat.”
I watch him expertly run the razor along his jaw line, and then contort his face in an odd expression to get his chin cleanly without any nicks.
When he’s done, he uses a warm towel to wipe the remaining bits of cream off of his face. I grab his aftershave moisturizer and squeeze a dollop in my hands. I rub them together to warm up the lotion, and then begin to spread it on his face and neck. His skin is smooth to the touch, and feels like silk. I love his stubble. It makes him look all kinds of sexy, but I love to feel his skin right after he’s shaven. It reminds me of him: hard, rough exterior for the world—soft and tender, just for me.
I can’t let the left over lotion go to waste, so I reach down and grab his erection and begin to stroke it back and forth in my hands. “Baby, you’re going to make us late if you keep this up.” He breathes.
“Shall I add late to dinner reservations to your list of stuff that you don’t give a fuck about?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Normally, yes. But, Aiden and Rachael are waiting for us.”
I know that I’m going to win. As I pump him up and down, and listen to the small moans that escape his lips, I know he’s not going to stop me. Sliding my hands over him makes me wet, and I know that he can see my desire for him in my hooded eyes. I have him when he reaches in between my legs and whispers, “We can’t let that wet pussy go to waste, can we?”
He pulls me to him, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He slides into me and fills me so deliciously that I throw my head back and moan his name. He begins to slide deeper inside of me. “This is going to be quick, baby,” Colin says as he moves me backwards and forwards on his erection. “We’ll do this properly tonight.”
I couldn’t care less at that moment. I’m filled with Colin. This is the only place that I want to be. He reaches in between my legs and uses his thumb to massage my clit as he pounds deep inside of me. I feel myself building closer and closer to release. I throw my head back and Colin leans in and gently bites my neck. Dear God, I think fireworks go off in our master
As I blow-dry my hair, I watch Colin shaving via the reflection in the mirror. He’s softly singing along to an old Tim McGraw song. There’s something terribly erotic about watching the man that I’m in love with cover his face with shaving cream and use a blade to smoothly remove the white foam from his face. His eyes are focused on the task at hand.
He has no idea that I’m staring at him. I take a mental snapshot, and file it away for one of the many times that I’m furious over something that he’s done. I need to remember him like this.
The more I watch him, the more flushed I feel. I’m not sure what time our dinner reservations are, but we might have to be late. I slip my robe off and let it fall to the tiled floor. I walk over to Colin and remove the razor from his hand. “Let me do that.”
He looks at me and drinks in my state of undress, and then flashes me his half smile. “That’s my favorite outfit,” he says, as he places me on his vanity that was custom-built to his height. We’re staring at each other, green eyes to lavender.
I start on the other side of his face, next to his ear, and begin to run the razor down his cheek, following the direction of the stubble. When I’ve cleared one strip of shaving cream, I dip the razor in the water-filled sink, and rinse the cream off. I watch Colin’s erection grow as I shave the next row of shaving cream.
“How come it’s your birthday, and I’m the one who’s having the best day ever?” Colin says, so softly that I barely hear him.
I smile and kiss the tip of his nose. “I love you, and I hope that I can make every day the best day ever.”
When I get to his chin, he removes the razor from my hand, flashing me his smoldering green eyes. “This is too dangerous a weapon for you to use so near my throat.”
I watch him expertly run the razor along his jaw line, and then contort his face in an odd expression to get his chin cleanly without any nicks.
When he’s done, he uses a warm towel to wipe the remaining bits of cream off of his face. I grab his aftershave moisturizer and squeeze a dollop in my hands. I rub them together to warm up the lotion, and then begin to spread it on his face and neck. His skin is smooth to the touch, and feels like silk. I love his stubble. It makes him look all kinds of sexy, but I love to feel his skin right after he’s shaven. It reminds me of him: hard, rough exterior for the world—soft and tender, just for me.
I can’t let the left over lotion go to waste, so I reach down and grab his erection and begin to stroke it back and forth in my hands. “Baby, you’re going to make us late if you keep this up.” He breathes.
“Shall I add late to dinner reservations to your list of stuff that you don’t give a fuck about?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Normally, yes. But, Aiden and Rachael are waiting for us.”
I know that I’m going to win. As I pump him up and down, and listen to the small moans that escape his lips, I know he’s not going to stop me. Sliding my hands over him makes me wet, and I know that he can see my desire for him in my hooded eyes. I have him when he reaches in between my legs and whispers, “We can’t let that wet pussy go to waste, can we?”
He pulls me to him, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He slides into me and fills me so deliciously that I throw my head back and moan his name. He begins to slide deeper inside of me. “This is going to be quick, baby,” Colin says as he moves me backwards and forwards on his erection. “We’ll do this properly tonight.”
I couldn’t care less at that moment. I’m filled with Colin. This is the only place that I want to be. He reaches in between my legs and uses his thumb to massage my clit as he pounds deep inside of me. I feel myself building closer and closer to release. I throw my head back and Colin leans in and gently bites my neck. Dear God, I think fireworks go off in our master
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