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I drown my insidious urges for the moment, releasing her hair. I move to the end of the tub, pressing the push button of the drain to let out the cold water. After half of it pours out, I open the faucet so that warm water refills it.
I would’ve done it, anyway. I intended to as soon as I was done teasing her tits. But thank fuck I waited for the excuse it provided me to put some distance between her mouth and my dick.
“I’ll tell you what.” While the water keeps flowing in, I motion for her to scoot forward. She does, allowing me to slide in behind her.
My lips rest at the crook of her neck, my arms cinching around her, and my fingers creating small circles on her belly.
“What?” She relaxes into me, her hands pushing the edges of the tub until my cock nestles between the crease separating her butt cheeks.
I bite her shoulder to remind her who owns her. Her whimper riles me up, making me sink my teeth deeper, sending my hands pressing possessively around her.
“I’ll meet you halfway, needy little girl.”Fuck if I’m not aching for it. “You can have my cock in you. In exchange, you’ll tell me about yourself.”
Her head twists. Her curious eyes question me. “You said you wouldn’t fuck me.”
“I won’t.” I grab her hips, lifting her and adjusting her butt slightly above my groin. “I’ll be seated deep inside you, bottomed out in your pussy. That’s how we’ll sit here while you tell me more about who Prue Bishop is.”
Cock warming isn’t something I’ve ever practiced. It seemed redundant, just lying in there, useless and throbbing. This type of intimacy hasn’t been something I wanted to explore.
With Prue, though, I’m hungry for it. I’m her sadistic beast who seeks her tears and pain, her desperate lover who needs our bodies melded together all the fucking time.
The strands of her long, blond hair sway in the water as she nods her agreement. I leave one hand on her hip, balancing Prue in the air while holding the base of my cock and pointing it at her.
“Good girl.” One inch at a time, I settle her down on my length, burying myself inside her. “Fuck, baby, you’re tight.”
I suck a tender spot on her neck, and she squirms. “You have a perfect pussy. Made just for me.”
She moans, leaning further into my chest. Her back burns my skin, her pussy clamping me.
My muscles strain as I fight with every last bit of strength I have in me to hold still. Not to pin her to me and piston my hips up, drilling into her so hard she won’t be able to walk tomorrow.
But my softer side recognizes this moment for what it is. Too precious to be ruined with sex.
Yeah, can’t believe my own ears, either.
We’re silent for a beat, connected in the tub, quiet. Letting minutes pass by and doing absolutely nothing in the interim.
I’m not in a hurry to get anywhere. Being here, inside Prue, provides peace I haven’t felt in a while. I stop analyzing it, stop trying to put it in a neat box.
I just feel her. And that’s enough.
Stroking her arms, mumbling praise in her ear, and pressing open-mouth kisses wherever my mouth reaches is enough.
My cock is still hard inside her, throbbing against Prue’s walls. My heart, an organ I’ve largely ignored in the past, beats to the pace Prue’s heart dictates.
Eventually, a sliver of my senses returns to me. So do my words.
“Three.”
“Hmm?” The affectionate nickname has a smile creeping up her face.
“What about you?” When her full bottom lip juts out in a pout and her brow furrows, I elaborate, “What about your past? Your parents? Has your father always been this abusive?”
She freezes, her muscles tensing. “I remember my promise to open up.”
I hope she sees me as well as I see her, without words, without explanations. That she understands I’ll never coerce her to share more than she’s willing to by trading sex.
When I offered her my dick, it was meant to help her ease up, to feel the depth of our connection.
