"What is it, Doc?" I asked, my voice strained as my cock pushed painfully against the inside of my boxer briefs, getting harder and harder each time she touched me.
I knew what she wanted, but I wanted her to tell me. I wanted to hear it come from her mouth.
"You should join me," she said, winking. "I want to pay back the favor for bringing me back to reality."
I pulled off my shirt revealing tattoos that covered the majority of my body, and watched her read each one while I stripped down naked and climbed into the scalding hot bath with her. I sat with my back against the back of the tub, the jets pulsating against my sore muscles.
"Get over here, Doc," I demanded sternly, using my finger to beckon her over.
She swam and tried to straddle my lap, but I pushed her off and shook my head. "Stand up."
She stood up, her body dripping with soap, making her skin shine like diamonds under the led lights and flickering candlesalong the windowsill. She stood with her feet on each side of me and my legs between her ankles, her shaved pussy leveled with my mouth. I held onto her hips while lifting one of her legs, placing her foot on my shoulder. She then grabbed my hair to hold onto as I spread her open and circled my tongue around her opening, feeling her buck against my mouth.
She gasped as my tongue danced over her, teasing her in ways she hadn’t experienced. The sensation brought her lost confidence bubbling back to the surface; she started to rock her hips against my mouth, and the taste of her pussy twisted my gut with primal desire.
“Just... like... that… don’t stop,” she moaned softly, her breath hitching as she rode my mouth and I pushed deeper, my tongue delving inside of her.
I could feel the heat radiating off her, the tension in her body melting away as waves of pleasure coiled tighter around her core. The sound of the water splashing around us was a backdrop to my own muffled grunts as I savored every moment, relishing in the opportunity to make her feel something other than despair. Each of her moans felt like a victory, a brief return to the woman that once lit up my world. I could feel her soft fingers tugging at my hair, pulling me closer as if she were trying to fuse our bodies into one.
“Please, don’t stop… I—I need you,” she gasped, her voice strained with urgency and vulnerability. "It," she said quickly, trying to retract her first statement. But I heard it. "I need it."
The way she said it ignited a fire within me, propelling me to maintain my assault on her clit, swirling and sucking, my tongue coaxing her response out like an artist drawing on a blank canvas.
“Look at you, Scarlett,” I murmured against her wet skin, lips brushing her thigh. “You’re so beautiful like this. I need you tofeel good. You deserve this.” My words only spurred her on, her breath quickening, and a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.
“Hunter, I-I’m close!” she cried out, and the realization forced me to work even harder, my mouth becoming a relentless instrument of pleasure as I nipped at her clit and fucked her with my tongue and two fingers. I felt her shaking, every muscle in her body straining as I pushed her closer to the edge, my hand gripping her hips to ground her as waves of ecstasy rocked through her small body.
“Yes! Just, don’t stop! Just like that!” she begged, and with those words, it was like a fucking dam broke.
She came all over my tongue and soaked my fingers as they still prodded her from within, her body quivering violently, her cries echoing through the dimly lit bathroom as she let go, surrendering to the pleasure coursing through her.
As I sucked her pussy dry, I pulled back, letting her come down from the high, watching as her breath heaved and her body relaxed. As the ferocity of her pleasure receded, she began to smile again—a genuine smile that spread warmth through my chest.
“Wow,” she panted, collapsing on my lap with her soapy, bare breasts against my chest, nothing separating us but the warm swirling water, a mere reminder of what had just transpired.
“I know,” I admitted, feeling my heart race as her body nestled against mine. “But I’m not done yet.” I gently stroked her wet hair, feeling the spirits settling around us like a heavy blanket.
“How bad do you want me?" she whispered, breaking the tranquil moment, her gaze dropping to the water swirling beneath us, where the remnants of our release drifted away.
“More than anything,” I said softly, lifting her chin so she’d meet my gaze as she began grinding against my lap, making my cock twitch against her pussy lips.
She bit her lip, searching my eyes, and for a brief moment, I caught a glimmer of the fire I once knew—the strength that had been buried under layers of hurt and darkness. Bringing her forehead to mine, feeling the warmth radiate between us, I squeezed her juicy ass and rocked her against me, helping her move.
After a gentle but demanding kiss to remind her who was in charge, I lifted her off my lap and spun her around so her back was against my chest. I kissed along the nape of her neck while reaching between her legs to toy with her clit, feeling her body spasm against me. Her head fell back and rested on my shoulder, and as she turned to look at me, I got lost in her eyes as my fingers slid inside of her, feeling how wet and slick she still was for me.
"I love it when you look at me," I admitted, keeping my voice a whisper. I kissed her cheek then moved my lips to her ear, licking the shell with the tip of my tongue. "Don't take your eyes off mine until I tell you you can look away, Doc. Do you understand?" I asked, talking to her like I was giving her an order she better not fuck up.
"And what if I look away, Hunter?" She flirtatiously asked, batting her long, dark lashes at me as if she was this innocent little girl—but she wasn't.
I fisted my cock under the water and pulled my fingers out of her, hearing a whimper escaped her lips. Teasingly, I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her pussy, pushing eagerly at her opening and watching the true look of torture on her face. It was the hottest fucking thing ever.
"If you can't follow the rules, then you'll leave me no choice but to punish you, and I won't go easy on you if that's what you're thinking," I growled, feeling her shudder against me as I pushed my cock inside her little by little, feeling her tight pussy try to swallow every inch at once.
Roughly, I grabbed her chin and forced her head to the side so her cheek was pressing against my shoulder. I slid my hand down to her throat and squeezed it hard, watching her eyes redden and widen as my cock slid the rest of the way inside her.
I held her firmly, my breath hitching as the sensation of being enveloped by her tight cunt sent jolts of electricity through my spine. The pulse of her heartbeat beneath my fingers added an eerie rhythm to our connection. As I completely filled her, I felt the tension inside her body, the way she instinctively tightened around me, trying to adapt.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I growled, feeling the way she throbbed around my shaft, and it was as if every ounce of darkness she carried was boiling down between us, merging with the heat of the moment.
