Blind Devotion by Sam Crescent

any family?”
    “The club is my family.”
    She heard the scissors and felt the small tugs on the
hair covering her pussy. Trying not to be embarrassed was the hardest thing
she’d ever done.
    “What made you settle down?” she asked.
    “There’s a club up in Fort Wills. They’ve stayed in
the same place for a lifetime and only go on the road when the need requires.
They’re strong and happy. We’re all getting older, and moving from one state to
another within a week has lost its appeal.” He continued to work on her pubic
hair as he spoke. She loved the way he talked. The deep rough tones of his
voice made her melt. He had to see that she was turned on by what he was
saying.
    “Do you still ride?”
    “Yes, I still ride. I’ve not got the need to change my
location anymore. I’ve got nothing to hide.”
    She nodded. “I liked being on the back of your bike.
It was fun.”
    “It’s even better when you’re not wearing a helmet.”
    “Maybe one day you’ll let me ride without a helmet?”
she asked, thinking about the wind in her face and what it would feel like to
finally be free to enjoy life.
    “Not a chance. You’re wearing the helmet. I’m not
risking your life for a little kick.”
    Sasha stayed silent as she listened to the snip of the
scissors and felt the tugs lessen with every passing second.
    “I bet watching the sun rise is the most amazing thing
in the world. Growing up, I didn’t pay it much attention. There always seemed
more important stuff to deal with than watching the sun come up. Wish I had
taken the time now to look.”
    He stopped, letting out a breath. “Actually, Sasha,
you’re not missing anything. Yes, you can’t see a sunrise or a sunset, but I
can promise you that there’s more important things to
look forward to in life.”
    “Like what?”
    Kenneth, when her mother wasn’t around, would talk
like he was reading off a list all the things she could no longer do or see. All the amazing beauty that was passing her by because she couldn’t
see anymore. Her stepfather was a fucking cruel bastard.
    “Like this,” he said.
    Fingers slid through her slit. He touched her clit,
and she cried out at the first contact.
    “This is what you can feel. You don’t need to see it
to know how amazing it feels.” He rubbed her clit, and she screamed as the
pleasure crashed through her.

Chapter Six
     
    Pussy saw the wonder on Sasha’s face and knew in his heart he wanted to leave her feeling like that for years to
come. She arched up against his touch, and he fingered her pussy. He’d trimmed
away all of her excess pubic hair. All he needed to do was shave her.
    “Are you still with me, baby?” he asked.
    “Yes, I’m here.”
    She was breathless.
    He moved his hand away from her clit. She let out a
growl, and he chuckled. “Is my woman getting impatient?”
    “You’re not being fair.”
    “I’ll be able to make you feel much better if you let
me finish my work.” He cleaned away the excess hair, finding the act incredibly
intimate. Pussy washed a cloth and started to wet between her thighs. He took
his time, enjoying the view before him.
    Her eyes were closed as he went to work. Once he
cleaned her, he opened up the fresh razor and placed the blade into place.
    “I’m going to start to shave some of your hair. I’ve
got some cream for you, but I need you to stay still,” he said.
    “I’m not going to go anywhere.”
    Staring up the length of her body, his cock answered
to the call of her body. She was so beautiful that she made him ache to be
inside her.
    Take your time.
    The longer he took preparing her and getting to know
her the better it would be for him. He worked slowly, shaving away the hair
that was in his way.
    She didn’t move as he worked, giving him plenty of
time to work.
    “Have you shaved a woman before?”
    “No. I’ve seen a woman do it before.” His thoughts
drifted to Ashley, the best friend he’d lost. She’d died too soon.
    “What