Dog Days (BWWM/Interracial MMA Erotic Romance Urban Novella) Read Free

waist and sat in a small stool on the bathroom sink. He so big that he needed to rest his arms on the bathroom sink in order to balance himself. I made myself busy readying my shaving supplies. In the mirror, I saw Brendan eye the tools with worry. “Is it sanitary to use dog grooming tools on a man?”
     
     
    “Tools are tools,” I replied. I had left Romeo in the other room so he wouldn’t distract me. Nevertheless, Brendan seemed uncomfortable. This was probably most vulnerable he had allowed himself to be in his line of work. “It just matters how you use them and how you take care of them. Now, relax or this might end up being painful for both of us.”
     
     
    “Lisa used to do this for me,” he mused. There was a smile on his face I could see through his beard. “When I was trying to break out in the scene, I didn’t have money to spare for a barber. I tried to do it myself but I always end up with one too many shaving errors. I couldn’t go out there looking like a mummy. So Lisa did it for me. I never got a cut from her.”
     
     
    I took a moment to run my hands under the water. It was as much to steady them as it was hygienic. The sight of Brendan’s exposed chest didn’t help me relax. “I’ll do my best, Brendan.”
     
     
    I finished washing up and brought my wet hands to the fighter’s face. He barely had a mark on his face in spite of his years of fighting. I guess his speed and reflexes made it difficult for opponents to land a good hit on him.
     
     
    I used the warm water to massage and relax his jawline and neck. Soon, the fighter stopped being so tense and the powerful muscles in his body grew slack. There was that same serene expression on his face I saw from earlier.
     
     
    I took out a can of shaving cream I had found in the hotel’s cabinet. I released a thick patch of the crème before separating the foam with my other hand. Then, I lavished the bottom of Brendan’s face with it. After that, I moved to cover his neck and back over to his lips. Brendan seemed to find my touch to be awkward since he shuddered on the tiny stool.
     
     
    I rinsed my hands clean before taking out my razor. I cleaned it was well before flicking excess water off it. I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the MMA fighter covered in shaving cream and at my complete mercy. “May be I should shave off half your beard and leave the rest as it is. You could end up with a new nick name like Brendan ‘Half-face’ Douglas.”
     
     
    “Keep laughing and I’ll put you into a submission,” he threatened in mock anger. The man was careful not to shake off the shaving cream. “And then I’ll shave the entire alphabet into your hair. Last time I heard Alfie ‘the Alphabet’ Bateson was looking for a sparring partner.”
     
     
    I responded with an equal amount of mock repentance. “Sorry, Mr. Bulldog. I’m not interested in trading hits with men twice my size. I rather enjoy being a dog groomer.”
     
     
    “Enjoying it a little too much-“
     
     
    “Stop! You’ll drop off all the foam.”
     
     
    The fighter laughed. “Just finish this already.”
     
     
    I began working on his right side. People were a lot easier to deal with than hyperactive dogs. I stretched his skin and carefully pressed my blade against it. After each slice, I would drop the excess hair in the sink and rinse the razor.
     
     
    Satisfied, I moved onto his left side. The man was eerily calm as I did my work. Usually, a razor was enough to spook any man. However, Brendan was still and breathing softly. I wondered if he was getting nostalgic and remembering what it was like doing this with Lisa.
     
     
    “Okay, now the lips. Be still.”
     
     
    Brendan used his tongue to push his lips outward. I went in close with my blade. Growing confident, I grabbed Brendan’s head and rotated it to my liking. I was especially careful when I shaved his neck. I didn’t want to sever an artery and send him rushing to the