dark hunter fic - Breaking Free 13
A bit more smut here. Next chapter is the last.
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“I still think it’s easier washing your hair if I’m behind you.” Katra insisted, rinsing the shampoo out of Acheron’s long, blond hair.
The pair were sitting in Katra’s custom-made-for-tall-people tub. In order to wash his hair in the position he preferred, she had to sit up and sit astride him.
“I have a better view if you’re in the front.” He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He didn’t want to admit his dread of people near his back. It always made him anxious and on full alert.
With his hands on her hips, he shifted until she straddled him in the right area. He bent his head to lap the droplets of water at the valley of her buxom chest.
“You could at least wait for me to finish.” She reprimanded.
“Why did you want to wash my hair anyway?” His voice came out in a murmur while he snuggled his face into her soft, full breasts. He never seemed to tire of her unique, clean feminine scent.
“I heard this story about this singer who washed her lover’s hair. He asked the same question and her reply was that grouchy animals like dogs do not want to appear vulnerable to their enemies. So, when her lover allowed her to wash his hair, it proved he loved her because he trusted her enough to touch him when he wasn’t as guarded.”
Acheron looked up at her warm, beautiful face as she washed the last of the shampoo suds out of his hair.
“Are you calling me a dog?”
Katra’s sparkling green eyes roved over his questioning expression for half a second, an expectant smile on her pink lips.
“Yeah, a poodle. When we’re done, I’ll tie you up in a big, pretty pink bow before we take Simi to the movies.”
At the mention of Simi, Acheron took his hand off her hip to caress the dragon tattoo on his arm.
“I rather tie you up.” He said with a devilish grin. He palmed her lush breasts, leaving them to guide her hips as he entered her, his body rocking them in a slow rhythm. He nibbled the tender underside of her breasts and his tongue curled over the puckered tips. An approving moan escaped her lips.
The timed pace made Katra impatient. She had the mad desire to impale herself on him several times to get the release she craved. She anchored her hands on his strong shoulders and straightened her back. She was painfully close to coming.
Acheron was awed at the sight of her in the midst of such stark pleasure. She had her head thrown back, exposing the graceful arch of her neck; and her perfect breasts swung tantalizingly in his face, each sway an erotic caress as she rode him fiercely, her muscles gripping him and pulling him further in each time.
He groaned, enraptured by her. He pushed his hips upwards and poured himself into her.
They were in the tub for a long time.
Breaking Free Chapter
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