She whimpered at my words, and I couldn’t resist grabbing her hips to gain a better grip. My movements were deliberate, drawing in as much of her as I could before pulling out just enough to feel the bite of her nails against the skin on my knees when I thrust back in.
“Look at me,” I commanded, but the urgency in my voice was laced with a desperate need to watch her unravel under the weight of her own emotions.
Scarlett turned her head slightly, her gaze locking onto mine, and for a heartbeat, the essence of who she used to be flickered back into existence. The girl who hadn’t been tainted by the struggles, whose laughter resonated through the night like music. But beneath that, I saw the layers of vulnerability that she was combing through, the resistance fighting to surface against all odds.
“Hunter,” she gasped, her fingers inching back to tangle in my hair, pulling me toward her as if trying to bridge the gap between our worlds. “I need you to take me there. Please…”
I obliged, my hips snapping forward sharply, driving deeper inside her as I lost myself in the heat of our moment. I felt the bubbles of the bath pop against us, the vapor rising around our bodies, intensifying the world we had trapped ourselves in.
Each thrust pulled forth another moan, another spark of passion igniting between our tangled bodies. The rhythm built, each push creating ripples of sensation that echoed throughout us, and I could feel her walls tightening with the heat of impending release. I pulled out of her and grabbed her throat and kissed her, giving her a minute for her climax to subside.
She wasn't coming yet. She was going to come when I told her to.
Reaching around the front of her, I used two fingers to ease inside her pussy while I slipped my cock into her ass without any warning. She gasped, her eyes fighting to remain on mine.
“Don’t fucking look away, Doc. Remember the rules?”
Her gaze never faltered, even as her breath quickened and her body began to betray her with every deliberate thrust. I could see her resolve cracking beneath the waves of pleasure that I was bringing her, and I couldn’t help but feel triumphant.
“You’re taking my cock so well,” I whispered, the words urging her on. “You love it when I fuck your ass, you filthy slut." I picked up my pace and heard her shriek. " Just let go. Let me take care of you the way you deserve.”
“Hunter… I—” Her voice trailed off, strangled by her approaching release that coiled tightly in her belly. “I can’t hold it much longer!”
“Try,” I breathed, tightening my grip on her waist. “Unless you want to be punished.”
She kept her eyes on mine and began to slide up and down on my cock as it fought through her tight muscle that was stretching for me perfectly. It strangled my cock, it was so tight, and I had all I could do not to come myself. I plunged my fingers deeperinto her, feeling her pussy clenching around them, her climax on the rise again.
"Not yet," I whisper, ripping a whine out of her as I viciously slammed her down on my cock so she felt it in her belly.
She arched her back and began to bounce harder, never looking away even as her body began to shake and her control started to crack. I couldn't hold it any longer. I held her on my cock and thrusted up into her, filling her ass with glob of warm cum that made her tight hole even more slick as I slid out of her.
"Now, Doc. Come for me." I winked and she gave me a grateful look.
In an instant, Scarlett shattered against me, the walls she fought to maintain crumbled, letting all the pent-up anguish and passion explode through every pore of her being. A guttural sound escaped her throat as spasms tore through her, and I felt the slick warmth enveloping me, pushing me further over the edge. It was enough to send me spiraling, my own release crashing down like waves against the shore.
“Fuck!” The growl tore from my lips as I found my own release within her again, spilling every ounce of need and desire that I had left.
As I wrapped my arms tightly around her, riding out the remnants of the high, I felt her body finally relax against mine, the tension slipping away like shadows in the dawn as she completely soaked my fingers. We lingered a moment, the real world fading around us while the steam from the water enveloped us in a veil of intimacy. As if we had crafted our own universe—a clandestine escape from the relentless turmoil pressing at the periphery of our lives. Her breath came out in soft puffs against my chest, a gentle reminder of the struggle she faced and the weight that still clung to both of us even in our moment of bliss.
“I can’t keep going like this,” she eventually sighed, the heaviness returning as she slipped from the euphoria back into reality. “It’s never just… this, you know?”
An ache settled in my chest; I understood all too well. “I know, Doc. And we won’t..” I tried to empathize with her, but deep down she wasn't making sense. She spoke nonsense, but I had to pretend I understood, at least until her meds kicked in.
She raised her head, her eyes searching mine, reading the promise in my gaze. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“No, but I’m willing to find out.” My fingers traced her jawline gently, willing her to see my conviction. “No more shadows—only light.”
Relief washed over her features, and I could see a flicker of hope creeping back in. “You're just as fucked up as I am, aren't you?” she echoed, a hesitant smile breaking through.
“That I am,” I affirmed, giving her a small kiss, hoping our future held more than darkened alleys and hidden rooms.
As we settled into the warm embrace of the water, I knew we couldn’t outrun the demons, but would we be enough to confront them head-on—a chance to redefine our trajectories, to weave new paths through the chaos that had threatened to consume us both?
A switch flipped in Scarlett’s mind, as she suddenly stood up, dripping wet from the bath, and grabbed a towel hanging on the rack beside the shower door. She wrapped it around her body, taking away the gorgeous sight I was looking at, and she stepped out of the tub acting as if nothing had happened.
"I've got things to do tonight," she informed me as she pulled on a silky pink thong and then stepped into a short, black pleated skirt.
She didn't put a bra on under the baby pink crop top she wore, and I could see her hard nipples and her piercings through the thin, sheer fabric. It was good enough for me. I got out of the tub,my dick swinging as I walked to the linen closet for a towel that I wrapped around my waist. Standing next to her, I stared at her curiously, wondering what her plans were all of a sudden.
