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Taking advantage of the distraction, I reached behind her, grabbed the material and yanked hard.
Her scream set the dogs off barking and howling and made me feel like a complete dickhead – but at least she was free.
I just hoped that I didn’t need to take her to urgent care. I wasn’t sure that there was any good way to explain this to a doctor.TenDahliaS itting on the toilet, I opened my legs and tried to assess the damage. When that didn’t work, I turned the camera on my phone on, and held it underneath me. That didn’t help either, and I wasn’t going to take a video or photos of it because, knowing my luck, someone would hack my cloud and my wrecked vagina would make its way all across the internet.
I’d only just put my phone back down on the counter when there was a knock at the door and Madix walked in, not waiting for a response. Taking in my position, he sighed and went over to the shower, turning it on. This bathroom had been one of the main reasons I’d bought the house with the inheritance. It had a huge bath with a separate shower which had been described as a ‘wet room’. I had a bench to sit on when I was too tired or lazy to stand. I also had two rainfall shower heads above me, and eleven, yes eleven, shower heads pointed at me from different directions. Most of the time, I loved that, but then there was the walk toward the exit of the shower where I’d get blasted repeatedly by different showerheads when all I wanted to do was get out of there.
“Nice,” Madix muttered, watching as all the aforementioned showerheads turned on. “Okay, you get in and I’ll be right back.”
I didn’t even get to say anything back to him. He just dropped that bomb and walked out. What did he mean by ‘right back’? Did that mean ten minutes? Ten seconds? Twenty minutes?
I was too tired and sore to waddle out behind him and ask for clarification, though. Instead, I did just as he’d ordered me to do, and stripped and got in. Angling one showerhead on the wall downward, I gingerly spread my legs, waiting for the sting to hit. When it didn’t, I breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn’t wrecked beyond repair and sagged so that I was bent over the bench, supported by my hands.
I could blame the joyous thoughts of not having to go to hospital to have my vagina stitched back together for the fact that I didn’t hear my guest join me. Or it could have been because of the multiple jets of water splashing around the enclosure. My vaginal relief was what I’d go with though, and who could blame me? No one wanted to go into a doctor’s office or hospital with their bajinga hanging in pieces, right?
The hands that swept from the base of my spine to just between my shoulder blades made me jump and then wince when my cooch screamed at me.
“I’m going to have a look, okay?” Madix asked softly, and I swore I felt a kiss where his hand had just been.
I had a riot of emotions going through me at that point. First there was embarrassment, actually a lot of embarrassment. I was also feeling self-conscious, as well as relief that someone could see the area without me lying on a hospital bed with my legs in stirrups. And to top it off, I was downright horny.
Could I do this? Could I make myself this vulnerable with Madix?
Could I also stand to have him be the one to tell me that my clit was now hanging halfway down my thigh and that…
His breath hitting the area where my thigh met my butt cheek snapped me back into the present.
“Relax,” he murmured, sweeping his hands up the backs of my thighs gently.
“Relax?” I asked in disbelief. “You relax. In fact, you try having your balls cut in half and then…”
At that moment, the sneaky bastard licked me, at least that’s what I assumed it was or it could have been a swipe of a finger. Regardless, he made a long, hard swipe from clit to hole, making me gasp and slide forward slightly.
His big hands came up to hold my hips in place and then he did it again, making my knees shake.
After a couple more swipes, he moved his hands inward and pulled my lips apart. I could feel his breath hitting me, but nothing else, and wondered why he’d stopped the fabulous swipes with his tongue.
“Your pussy is beautiful, baby,” he rumbled, each puff of breath hitting against me, making the ache inside even worse. His thumbs shifted farther down the sides of my vagina and pulled it apart even more.
