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Story: Sinful Ruin

Steam surrounds us, coating the glass.

“I want to feel you,” I moan. “Allof you.”

“Take off your fucking nightie,” he demands.

He inches back, his gaze intense as I pull the wet fabric off my body. As soon as it drops to our feet, his mouth finds my neck, his thumb massaging my clit.

I shut my eyes, losing the energy to keep them open when he sucks on my nipple. Pleasure overcomes me, and my orgasm radiates through my entire body. He digs his fingers into my thigh, keeping me in place as my limbs loosen. If he wasn’t holding me up, I’d fall like a noodle on the floor.

He squats, shoving his thick cock inside me with no warning.

It fills my pussy perfectly.

My body becomes alive again as he wraps my legs around his waist, holding me in place.

Now that I’ve felt his cock, I’ll never just want his fingers again.

I’m not afraid of this man because he’s a brutal killer.

I’m afraid of him because I know if I let myself get too close, he’ll break my heart. He’ll break all of me, whether he realizes it or not.

Men like him don’t have enough good heart to give away.

Theirs are black, and bruised, and damaged.

Who wants a damaged heart?

That doesn’t entail a happily ever after.

All thoughts of how he’ll destroy me leave me with his first thrust.

Sooo good.

Years in the making.

Time stands still yet flies by at the same time.

I want to remember every moment, but my mind can’t keep up as he roughly fucks me against the wall.

It’s hot, and wet, and wild.

He bites my lip again, then my neck. “You’re so fucking tight, Gen, baby.” His teeth move to my ear, biting into the cartilage, as if causing pain is always necessary for him.

I decide to return the favor and run my sharp nails down his back.

He doesn’t even wince. “Harder,” he whisper-hisses. “If you want to cause me pain, you’d better fucking do it harder.”

His hips slap against mine so hard that I’m surprised my hip bone doesn’t break.

I moan, sinking my nails into his skin, using them as an anchor to hold him as he fucks me senseless.

“Yessss,” I moan. “Oh my God, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop.”

For the first time ever, he listens.

He doesn’t stop, only fucks me harder.

His strokes quicken, and seconds later, I’m falling apart again.