Xander: A MorningStar MC Novel by D Williams

Author:D Williams [Williams, D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

Syn

Xander pulls his pants open, and the sound of the zipper echos in the bathroom. I close my eyes, and I hear him laugh.

“Angel, open your eyes, or you’ll miss the head of the dragon.” I open one eye and squint.

“You can’t see a thing without your glasses, can you?” More laughter fills the room, and I stick out my tongue.

“I’m not sure I’m ready to,” I confess, but he turns, searching the counter.

“Here.” He hands them to me, and I put them on.

“Thank you. I can see you fine once you get closer.” I shrug, and he arches an eyebrow.

“I’m getting much closer, Syn. Eyes here.” He points to his left hip.

He pulls his pants down, and my eyes don’t move. The head of the dragon starts at his hip and ends almost at his knee. His leg moves, and I close my eyes again.

I feel the water move around me, and then his hands are around my arms, pulling me to him. He spins me suddenly, and I thrash around in the water, not expecting it.

“Easy Angel. I’m not going to drown you. Relax.” He places his hand on my stomach and pushes my back into his chest.

Moments pass in quiet as our heart rates sync. I lay my arms on his thighs and lean my head back on his shoulder.

“Comfortable?” I nod, and his fingers flex on my belly.

“Syn?” I rub my hands up and down his legs, feeling the hairs on them.

“Mmm?” I’m so in a trance watching my hand trace the teeth in the dragon’s mouth that I don’t realize the bubbles are almost all gone now.

“Fudge,” I whisper and bring my arm up to cover my breasts.

“Stop. Please don’t. I just wanted you to see what I could. Never hide from me, Angel.” He tugs my arm away and places it back on his thigh.

“I’ve never let anyone see me before,” I whisper.

“I know. Thank you for the honor. Can you sit up a little?” I glance over my shoulder, and he holds up a shampoo bottle.

“Oh right.” I raise up out of the water, and my nipples contract at the sudden temperature change.

He lathers my hair and then rinses it. Conditioner comes next, and he works through my knots, then finishes with a scalp massage. I can’t remember ever being so relaxed in my own skin.

“Tired?” I nod, exhausted.

“Time for bed Angel.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.