Page 112 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

For once in my life, I was trying to be nice. It might be for entirely selfish reasons. Like not wanting to hear her bitch about pain when we went to sleep, but that was beside the point. Plus, allowing her pussy to relax in warm water might make it easier to fuck her again.

Compared to me, Nova was tiny. I liked our size difference. It took nothing to toss her around and hold her down, but I couldn’t slam into her. It didn’t work, I tried. I had to coax her pussy open, inch by agonizing inch. It was incredibly frustrating.

“Get away from me.” A wet washcloth slapped on the side of my face. “I don’t need you to wash me.”

I smacked my lips together and pushed the cloth off my skin, letting it flop on the floor. “You needed me to take your clothes off.”

“That’s because you threw me in here.”

That I did. But that was her fault. She wouldn’t get in when I told her to. So I picked her up and chucked her in, clothes and all. It was fucking hilarious. She looked like an angry, drowned rat. It was cute, though I gotta say I preferred this view.

“Are you done drowning me now?”

I raked my eyes over the swell of her breasts to a pert pink nipple. “Not yet.”

I kind of wanted to jerk off in the water so she had to bathe in my come. Then again, I hadn’t felt her mouth in a while.

“Well, I’m done.”

When Nova moved to stand up, I pushed down on her shoulder, slamming her ass back in the tub with a thunk.

“Sit the fuck down.”

“I am not going to sit here so you can gawk at me.”

“You’ll do what I tell you to.”

Nova huffed and crossed her arms, pushing up her breasts.

I don’t know what she was complaining about. She was making absolutely no effort to cover herself up. It was a far cry from the modest girl I first told strip.

I wasn’t sure if that meant she’d given up, or if she was too angry to care. Either way, my eyes were free to roam where ever they wanted. Like the red cuts in her hip spelling my name.

Gio.

Something so small shouldn’t make me this hard, but I fucking loved seeing my brand on her. I might have to add a few more to her slender body. Take my time to taste and mark every inch, starting with those pert little tits.

Lifting my hand, I gazed my finger up the side of her breast.

She jerked back, but not before I saw a trail of goosebumps prick over her skin.

“What bothers you moreGattina? That I fucked you, or that you liked it?”

A hand cracked off my cheek. “Go fuck yourself.”

“I’d much rather fuck you, but if you insist…”

I stood up and began to unbuckle my belt.

Nova eyes widened as she jerked to the side and lifted her leg over the edge.

“If you so much as step out of that tub, I’ll bend you over it and fuck your ass.” I growled, stopping her before her foot could touch the ground.

I pulled my cock out and locked eyes with her as I stroked my shaft. It wouldn’t take long, for some fucked up reason fighting with her riled me up.

A pink tint flowed across Nova’s cheeks and down her neck into her chest as I picked up speed. I jerked myself in hard, firm strokes while she watched. She wanted to look away, but she couldn’t.

I could see the guilt and fascination glimmering in her eyes. This was wrong in her eyes, but a part of her liked it. her chest began to heave, lifting her nipples like tantalizing nubs that made my mouth water.

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