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Story: Sinful Ruin

I heave forward, spitting the water out and gasping for breaths when he finally moves his hand from my mouth. Hedoesn’t give me time to recover before his lips are on mine, and I wince in pain when he bites my lip with his canine.

“You ever speak another man’s name when you’re naked with me, there will be severe consequences.” He bites into it so rough that I know it’s drawing blood. “I swear to you, Genesis, that isn’t a fuckingthreat.” He shoves more water down my throat, doing the same thing again. “And when I’m done with your punishment, I’ll hold a gun to your head and make you drown that motherfucker.”

I anchor my hand around his wrist, attempting to pull his hand away from my neck, but I’m not strong enough.

He grins in satisfaction, loving that he’s outpowering me, but loosens it an inch.

Most likely so he doesn’t kill me.

My eyes water, and my limbs shake.

“Do I make myself clear?” he hisses.

“Yes,” I attempt to squeak out, and some of the water spews from my lips.

“That’s my good girl.”

He steps back, his hand falling from my neck, and I hunch forward, gasping for air. But he doesn’t stay away for long, only long enough to make sure I don’t choke to death in his shower.

My mind speeds as he jerks my legs open, stepping between them.

His wet body is against mine.

When his gaze finds mine again, he stares at me wildly.

This is so fucking hot.

I’m so insane for thinking that too.

I’ve never wanted sex like this.

Deranged, mental, desperate sex.

He lowers his hand between my legs, his lips finding my ear. “Is this why you wanted me to come home?”

I moan.

He savagely thrusts a thick finger inside me.

“You ruined the mood,” I lie. “Get out, and I’m going to the guest room.”

A threatening chuckle leaves him. “No, I’m stayingright here. You asked me to come home and fell asleep in my bed. This is what you wanted.” He shoves two more fingers inside me, hooking my leg around his waist. “I came home to fuck you against this wall and fill you with my cum.”

His eyes are crazed.

His lips pursed together.

I want to kiss him, but I’m scared.

Am I allowed to do that?

He’s not gentle as he finger fucks me.

I’d never expect tenderness from a man like him.

It’s rough and fast, and my body slams against the wall.

The shower feels like it’s heated to a million degrees.