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I don't know what I expected when I walked in here but I was not prepared for the sight before me. Silver standing naked under the hot spray with steam all around her is an image that'll forever be burned into my memory.
She looks like a goddess.
Her hair is no longer braided like she had it during her fight. Instead, the silver tresses are darkened with the water and hanging loosely down her back. Her body is perfect. Her round ass and flared hips are unobstructed by clothing and I couldn't be more grateful.
Fuck me. This girl is beautiful.
She doesn't know I'm standing here and I feel like a total creeper but watching her while her walls are down is my new favorite thing. She's not weak but she's not ready for battle either. Most of the time, Silver looks like she's ready for someone to attack her. It makes me wonder why. I know why I'm that way. Years of growing up in the system and juvie will do that to a person, but why is Silver like this?
My teeth grind at the many scenarios that play out in my head. Abusive boyfriend or ex? Maybe she's the daughter of a heavy handed parent. Well, fuck that noise. I'll kill anyone who hurts her.
Her moan brings me back to the moment. Eyes closed, mouth opened, Silver turns and runs her hands through her hair. I bite my fist so I don’t hiss audibly when I get a full frontal view of her. A decent man would have covered his eyes, turned around or announced himself but I've never been a decent guy and I won't pretend to be one now.
Fucking glorious.
Not just because she’s naked but because of the vulnerability I see. Not a decent guy remember?
Arching her back to rinse her hair, the water runs down her face and over her perky breasts. My mouth dries at the sight of her pointed nipples but when my eyes travel lower, past that slim hourglass waist, I see a thin line of light colored hair leading to her small pussy and I have to palm my straining cock.
I bite back a groan and tightly grip the scissors Johnny gave me to cut her wrist tape off with. She turns back around and starts trying to remove the tape from her hands, that's my cue to cut the voyeurism. I step up behind her and reach for her hand, making her stiffen with surprise. Thankfully, she doesn't try to stop me. She knows it's me.
I can’t even begin to explain how that simple fact makes me feel.
Silver looks over her shoulder in such a seductive way that I have to stop myself from pressing my lips to hers. I want to so badly, but right now I need to take this tape off for her. At least that's what I tell myself.
I pull her hand back and she turns, once again giving me a full view but I don't look. I keep my eyes on her hand but I feel her eyes traveling my body, no doubt seeing the effect she has on me. Am I ashamed of that? No, abso-fucking-lutely not. She obviously isn't shy about her body either. She doesn't try to cover herself like most girls would and when I finish with her left hand she immediately moves her fingers across my chest and lets her finger flick my pierced nipple.
Hissing, I tell her, “Don't start something you can't finish, damsel.”
I know she can't stand being called anything that diminishes her strength but I love seeing the spark in her eyes when I push her buttons. Especially now, while she's naked.
She takes a step closer to me before speaking. “I didn't start anything,Stitch,because I know you can’t satisfy me. Why start something with someone who can't make me scream?”
I pull her right arm spinning her so that her back hits my front. I can't take this much sensory; I didn't expect this when I came in here. I thought I'd find a pissed off girl instead I find this sexy woman who makes me want things I never cared for. I want to show her how good I can make her feel. I want to show her how loud I can make her scream. I never in my fucking life cared to make anyone feel good, but this girl right here? Yeah I want to make her feel good.
I push the scissors against her throat, hard enough to let her know I'm not a nice guy. Yeah, I want to make her feel good but I only know how to do dark shit. I'll never be the soft lighthearted teddy bear guy. It's better for her to realize that now.
“You don't know what I can do to you, Silver.” I let my lips move against the shell of her ear as I speak. “If screaming is what you want, I can make you break your vocal chords. And I can make that happen with pain,” I trail my left hand up her side, until my thumb brushes the bottom of her breast. “Or with pleasure. It's your choice, pretty girl.”
She drops her head back against my shoulder and breathes out, “Prove it.”
As much as it grieves me to do so, I replace the scissors with my hand. Wrapping my fingers around her throat, I pull her away from me and turn her pushing her by the neck until her back hits the tiles. She hisses at the coldness but any complaint she might have had gets cut off when I press myself to her front. With zero space between our bodies, she can feel my dick pressed against her.
“I don't like being told what to do, Silver.” I drag my nose up the side of her face, inhaling her scent. She smells like roses, literal roses. Groaning I grind myself against her as I slip my thigh between her legs. “But I'm open to begging, especially from your pretty lips.”
“Fuck you, Twitch. I'd rather bleed first.” My heart speeds up at the thought of Silver bleeding while I fuck her. I move back a little and see the glitter in her eyes. She'd like that too, little wild cat.
“I'll save the bleeding for next time, if you're a good girl.” I don't let her say whatever comeback she planned on because I slam my lips down on hers. We're not soft about it. Our lips move with fervor, devouring each other's moans. Teeth clashing and tongues tangling, Silver's taste invades my mind. Her taste is like her smell, roses. Almost like she chews on petals daily and like the flower, she has thorns.
She wraps her arms around me as I hike her left leg over my hip. I push my covered dick against her opening and grid deeply, eliciting the sexiest sounds from her. She rotates her hips against me a few times before I slide my hand between us, never breaking the kiss. I cup her pussy and feel her wetness on my hand. I slide my fingers through her folds before circling her clit, drinking down her moans. I leave the sensitive nub and slide my finger inside her. Fucking her with my hand, I trail my lips down her jaw, to her neck making marks as I go.
This fucking girl drives me to insane levels. I want so many things with her. I’m not a piece of shit to women but I usually don’t give a fuck if they get off or not. This right here, getting Silver off before letting her touch me? That’s new and I’m not hating it. I want to drag out her pleasure, I want to make her feel good and I want to hear her scream.
I add a second finger and grin when I hear her breathymoan,“Oh fuck, Twitch.”
Just as her pussy tightens on my fingers with her climax hitting, I bite her hard on her neck and taste the slight metallic tinge of her blood. I told her I’d make her scream. Instead of pushing me away, she rides my hand harder, making her climax drag out.
“Fuck yes!” Her voice sounds needy and I fucking love it.
