Drabble - Visits to His Place

His actions made me wet and my forehead damp.

I closed my eyes as he brushed his fingers against my neck and then carelessly through the length of my hair.

He left a mark on the nape of my neck. I hissed in pain.

I titled my head to give access and he obliged.

The hot puffs of air made me shiver and stimulated my erectopili.

I gave in to the torture but his manoeuvre ceased.

"Done already?"

"I have my ways."

He flashed his lopsided smirk.

I took off the fabric that covered my body and stood up, stretching .

Collecting my strewn belongings, I handed him the decided sum of money.

He smugly waved at me as I made my way out.

Hair Salons can be a fun place. 

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