Page 62 of Ruin
A spindly tree split by lightning covers my back in black ink, the branches reaching out across my back.
“Don’t be sorry. Your marks will just add to the artwork if they scar,” I say, as I guide her to the shower and step under the water with her.
“Wow, it’s everywhere,” she breathes, the water at our feet turning pinkish red as the blood rinses off. I kneel to washher carefully with soap and a washcloth until the water runs clear. “I bled a lot. Is that a lot? Or is that normal?”
I shrug, standing, as Gi lathers up her hands. “I think as long as you stop actively bleeding, it’s okay.”
“Did your other women bleed this much?” she asks, rubbing the soap across my chest. The sting ripples through me, transporting me back to when she gave me the scratches. I love it.
“You’re my first,” I say, lathering shampoo and washing her hair, then rinse her off, massaging her neck and shoulders, memorizing every detail of how she feels under my hands.
“Really? I thought it was supposed to be a fetish thing for men.”
I wash my hair while she uses conditioner and watches me. “For some men, maybe.”
“You didn’t want to be my first?”
I shrug. “I did, but I realized when I thought I wasn’t going to be that it only matters that I’m your last.”
Shock and hurt register on her face. “You didn’t want to be the one to teach me? You wanted someone else to be the one to hurt me?”
I step in close to her and drag my knuckles over her cheek then kiss her softly. “I didn’t say that, sweet girl. But I knew I couldn’t be gentle with you when I fucked you for the first time, and that did worry me.”
She steps out from under the water and squints at me in disbelief. “Because you were gentle before that? Did you think that choking me on your cock until I almost passed out the other night was comfortable?”
I laugh as I turn off the water and wrap a towel around her, pulling her into my arms. “I didn’t let you pass out.”
She scoffs, nipping playfully at my chest. “You didn’tletme? Is that supposed to convince me that you don’t enjoy hurting me?”
“No, because I do enjoy hurting you, as long as you enjoy it, too.” I drop a kiss on the top of her head. “I will let you choke on my cock until you pass out. I just didn’t the first time.”
Her eyes are wide as I let her go, grabbing a towel and drying myself as I walk into my adjoining bedroom.
“You’re going to choke me until I pass out?”
I laugh and lie down on the bed and pat my chest. “Come here, sweet girl. I need to be inside you.”
She drops her towel shyly and straddles me. Fuck, she’s gorgeous, the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each breath, the curve of her hips, her stomach. She bites her bottom lip. “Tommy, I don’t think I can. I’m really sore.”
Lacing my fingers behind my head, I smirk at her. “Get it wet.”
She looks confused. “How?”
“Your mouth, baby.”
She slides down me and takes me in her mouth, using her tongue, licking me from the base of my shaft to the top.
“Good girl. Now spit on it.”
Her eyes widen, but she does as she’s told, her smile proud as my cock hardens in her grip. I pull her on top of me so we are lying chest to chest and position my cock against her pussy.
“Tommy.” She’s whimpering, and the sound alone makes my cock pulse.
“I’m not going to fuck you, Gi. I just need to be inside you. Take a deep breath in.” She does as she’s told. “Let it out.”
As she exhales, I push inside her slowly, lifting her hips to position her the way I want her. When I’m almost balls deep inside her, I smooth my hands over her ass soothingly.
Her eyes are wide, and her breathing is ragged as she tenses. “You’re so big.”
