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“What the hell are you doing?” Win wondered. “Did you cut yourself?”
The door latched behind him, and he moved around me, sinking to his knees at my feet.
“Är du helt IQ-befriad?”Do you totally lack IQ?I wondered, glaring at him from my bent position.
“Let me see, baby.” His voice was soft, movements gentle when he took the trimmers from my hand, switching them off and silencing the low buzzing sound. “Did you hurt yourself?” he murmured, spreading my leg even wider so he could duck close and look.
His untamed hair tickled my cock, making my nerve endings sing. His warm hand slid behind my balls, gently rubbing along my perineum as he looked for the abrasion.
“Ah, here,” he murmured, cheek brushing my inner thigh. “It’s bleeding,” he announced, following the words with an immediate lick across the stinging cut.
I sucked in a breath, hand falling onto the countertop to steady myself.
His tongue stroked over me again before he kissed the same spot. Lifting his head, he gazed up my body. His hazel eyes seemed more green than gold this morning and broody as could be. “What are you even doing?” he murmured, hand curling around the back of my upper thigh, caressing just below my bare ass.
His features were flawless. Smooth warm-toned skin, full lips, strong brows and nose. He had a square jaw and wide chin, his hair overly long, never under control, and seeming to possess the same quality as his eyes of never quite being the same color. Sometimes it was on fire with undertones of red. Sometimes it had the warmth of gold. Sometimes it was so dimensional it had it all. Today, it appeared more brown than red.
He was still so close to my lower half that I felt his warm breath brush against my skin. The action, coupled with the gentle caress against the back of my thigh, had my dick chubbing up between us.
“Angel,” he murmured, causing even more prickles of want to race along my spine.
“Mm?” I said, eyes lowering to half-mast.
“What are you doing down here?”
“The guys all shave. Say it makes them faster.”
The free hand not caressing the backs of my thighs curled around my ankle and floated upward, skirting over my already-shaven legs, knee, and to my hip. I shivered, and his eyes drooped even more as his fingers dragged to the newly shorn hair above my dick.
He scratched lightly against the buzzcut, and my knees buckled a little, my rock-hard dick literally standing at attention between us. His other hand slipped into my crack, following it to the underside of my body.
“You missed a spot,” he murmured, rubbing over my sensitive skin.
“I wasn’t done.”
“You want some help?”
Lips curling in, I nodded once. Butterflies bounced around below my ribs, desire hammering in my veins. I stood there naked and spread open, my lover reaching for a razor. It was entirely vulnerable, an ultimate act of trust, to let him shave my most private of places.
“Open more for me, angel,” he said, settling on his ass right there on the floor between my thighs. My dick was still hard, jutting right off my body toward him. My sack was tight but not yet drawn up.
The razor switched on, the low hum somehow shrouding this room with even more intimacy.
I was already so in the moment that his touch startled me, and I jolted a little when his palm cupped my balls.
“Easy,” he murmured, rolling them around in his warm hand, massaging them and making me groan. “Hold this up out of my way,” he instructed, grabbing my cock and pushing it up against my abs.
My eyes rolled back in my head, and if I wasn’t so far gone, I might be embarrassed I was already so hot.
“Lars.”
My eyes snapped to his, and he leaned in to press a soft kiss on my upper leg. “I asked you to hold this out of my way, sweetheart.”
How did he expect me to be able to do anything when he was like this? Exhaling, I did as he asked.
“That’s my good boy,” he purred, making my dick jerk.
He went to work shaving between my legs, the underside of my balls, and along my crack. I was shaking by the time he was done, barely able to control my desire.
