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It’s too much. It’s not nearly enough.
Clasping her against my chest, I rise up out of the water like fucking Poseidon out of the ocean. She clings to me, her slippery body wrapped around mine as I step out of the bath. Fuck knows how I don’t slip, but the moment my feet hit the cool tile of the bathroom floor, I push on her hips, urging her to stand.
She pulls away from me, breathless, flushed, her chest heaving. My balls tighten and my dick hardens painfully as I watch the droplets of water slide over her skin, jealous of the way they get to be so close to her.
“I want to fuck you hard, Princess,” I grind out, any sentimental words lost beneath the haze of lust.
“Then fuck me hard, Beast. Fuck me so hard that all I feel is you buried deep inside of me. Fuck me until I pass out, then wake me up with your dick slamming into me. Fuck this feeling out of my chest,please,” she begs, tears welling in her eyes at the pain she’s been trying so hard to deny.
Grasping her hips, I spin her around and press my dick against the crack of her arse. Then I slide my palm up over her stomach, between her breasts until I reach her neck, pressing my lips to her ear.
“Don’t ever doubt yourself. Don’t doubt your decisions. Don’t doubt who you are or what you need to do to survive. This is an ugly fucking world, Kate, and to me you’re the brightest fucking light amidst the chaos. Now be a good girl and bend over so I can fuck you into next week and show you just how much I love you.”
She drops forward, her fingers grasping the edge of the bath, her wet, tangled hair sticking to her back as I grasp the base of my dick and line it up with her pussy.
“You’re a queen and the ruler of my heart, and I’m going to fuck you until neither of us can stand,” I say, slamming into her with one hard thrust.
Her head flies back, her neck straining, her mouth open in a scream as she grips the bath and I imprint my body onto hers.
There’s no slow build, not this time.
With one hand grasping her hip, I reach forward and fist her hair, fucking her like a man possessed. My cock thickens and lengthens with every thrust, with every gasp, with every pant and cry of pleasure that releases from her lips.
She bears down on me, meeting my thrusts with her own as we both work ourselves up into a frenzy of heat, passion and lust. Pulling tighter on her hair, I force her head back and to the side so I can watch her face as she takes me deep. Her skin is flushed, her mouth parted and her eyes at half mast as I pound into her, wanting to get deeper, needing to fill her up. Skin slaps against skin as the room echoes with our combined pleasure, and my balls draw up tight to my body, ready to fucking explode and fill her with my cum.
“What if I’m like her,” she cries, her fear and doubt suddenly bubbling to the surface trying its best to tarnish this moment.
“You’renothinglike her,” I argue, slamming into her, wanting to rid her of those ugly thoughts. “You are the exact opposite of that woman.”
“But—” she cries, moving to pull away, running from my words and my conviction.
She’s still scared that she’s fucked-up like her parents. She needs to know that she isn’t. She needs to know that I believe in her heart, that she isn’t weak for caring or loving or feeling pain and grief. That she’s the strongest, bravest, most fucking courageous woman I know.
So I release her hair, and slide one arm around her chest, hauling her back up against me, my dick sliding out from inside of her as I twist her in my arms and pick her up, pressing her against the tiled wall instead.
“You’re. Not. Her,” I repeat, keeping my gaze fixed on hers.
“You can’t know that!” she cries grasping at me, her nails digging into my shoulders as she leans her head back against the wall and squeezes her eyes shut.
“Look at me!” I demand, my dick fucking hating me right now for not sliding into her pussy that’s hovering just above its slick head.
“I do. I know that if you ever wanted a baby, you will love that kid with every atom of your being. I fucking know it,” I reply, having this viceral need to fuck, to reproduce. Even though right now that isn’t a possibility, since she’s on the pill, I would put a baby in her belly the second she asked me to.
“You can’t know that.”
“Listen to me, Kate. I saw how you were with Christy, how much you love her and want to protect her. I saw the way you were with Ford, how fucking crushed you were to witness his pain. You aren’t cruel. You give a fuck about the people you love. You. Are. Not. Her.”
Slowly Kate opens her eyes, her fingers uncurling from my skin as she smoothes her palms over my shoulders and up my neck to cup my face. For a long time we stare at each other, our ragged breaths falling in sync with one another, but I can see her thoughts receding to a bad place and I won’t let them.
Fuck that.
“Maybe you’ll never want kids, and that’s okay, but don’t close yourself off from having children of your own because you believe you’re like your parents, because you’renot. Whatever you choose, I need you to know that I will be there by your side. Either way, kid or no kid, I’ll love you. You hear me? You are loved.”
She nods, something shifting in her eyes, a release of sorts. “And if I ever choose to have a child, it’d be you and only you I’d want to have it with,” she replies before slamming her mouth against mine and kissing me deeply.
That thought does something feral to me, and I thrust my hips upwards, slamming into her once again. Then with her pressed against the wall, and my body supporting her weight, I fuck her with abandon.
I fuck her with a blind need.
