Page 90 of Tarnished Vow

Standing under the hot water. Every muscle was sore. But I couldn’t stop smiling. Leaning my head against the tiles. A draft of cold air went around my legs as the door opened.

Finally, he was off the phone.

“I’m making a rule,” his hands moved up my back, “About showering without me.” holding my stomach, as he pulled me back to him.

“Does it go both ways?” I dropped my head back to his chest, staring up at him.

He nodded, holding my throat, kissing me, first softly, then hard, until he turned me around.

He moved my legs and thrusted into me. I couldn’t stop myself from flinching out of pain.

“Fuck,” he stilled, “I’m sorry.” The concern in his eyes makes me melt. “My love, I’m so fucking sorry.”

“It’s just my legs. I’m not used to having them spread for so long.” Between last night and this morning. I was sure I had used muscles I didn’t even know I had.

“Don’t stop, you promised me this last night.”

He kissed me, pulling out before I could complain, turning me around. My hands went to the glass as he lifted me up. Slowlypushing in me again. How he managed to fuck me as if I was fragile one second, and then not the next.

As he promised, I can barely breathe.

I would have to start exercising to keep up with him. Hiding my head in my arms, as my legs started to shake.

“Fuck, I can’t see you.” he wrapped his arm around my waist, carrying me out of the shower and sitting me on the vanity.

Twisting my wet hair, he pulled my head back. My eyes locking with his in the mirror.

“That’s better,”

I couldn’t have agreed more.

Fuck.

Suddenly, I was lightheaded. Dizzy. Weak.

The possession in his eyes, as he looked at me

I’d be whatever he needed, so long as he kept looking at me like that.

I loved seeing him this feral for me.

My legs started to shake as he lifted me off the vanity. Holding me in the air as he fucked me.

“That’s it, baby. You’re so close, I can feel you.” Before he could finish that sentence I was finishing, somehow, he already knew my body better than me.

He slowed the pace, and I hadn’t realized why until I opened my eyes, seeing him in the mirror.

“Fuck. I love watching you cum.” slowly he moved me up and down his cock.

Before he picked up pace, I grabbed his arm. “I want this load in my mouth.” Feeling him go tense while holding me. “Please,”

He carried me out of the bathroom. Turning the shower off as he walked past.

He pulled out of me and lowered me to the ground, though I noticed how he purposely had put me on the edge of the carpet.

“Now if you want me to stop, or if it gets too much?—”

“I know. Hit your thigh.” I cut him off, licking my lips,

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