“All right.” She ran her fingers over each one of the scars. There were three dozen or more of them, and she leaned in to kiss them when she’d finished. “Aster told me that you killed him one night. That you’d rammed something into his chest and killed him. I’m glad. He might have killed you if you hadn’t.”
“Addie, I don’t want to talk about this.” She didn’t say anything this time, but continued to touch him. His body was relaxing…she could feel it become more pliable under her hands, the skin smoothing out. “You’re making me as hard as a rock.”
“I’m going to suck on your cock when I’m finished exploring you. We were in such a hurry before, and now I want to see you.” His ass was badly scarred too. There were welts that went from one hip to the other across him, and she felt her heart ache for the child that he’d been. “Your skin tastes so good to me.”
When he tried to turn this time, she let him. His cock was thick and straining from the curls at his groin. When she put her hand on his cock, wrapping her fingers around him, he leaned back against the wall and watched her. Addie knelt down and licked the crown, and then sucked him into her mouth.
“Yes.” He held her to him, fucking her mouth slowly, gently. The water spraying over her head and body was turned off, and she looked up at him while he moved. Never letting him go from her mouth, she followed him to the shower seat and only let him go when he pulled her up.
“I want you.” He nodded and leaned back, but he didn’t let her touch him with her mouth. “Please let me taste you.”
“Ride me. Come up here on my lap and let me suck your nipples while you fuck my cock. That’s what I was thinking about when you came in here. How I was going to do this with you.”
The dream. She knew that was what he’d been thinking about, and was why they were in the shower and not the bed. Standing up, she moved her knee to straddle him when he pulled her * to his mouth. She cried out when he sucked hard onto her clit. She rode his mouth like this until he pulled back.
Settling over him took some doing. There wasn’t a lot of room on the bench, and it was slippery. When she finally had his cock at her entrance, Addie lowered herself over him, holding onto his shoulders. He held her to him as she let her body adjust to having him inside of her.
“You’re so hot. I don’t mean that you’re beautiful, because you are. But hot because your * is hot.” He rolled his hips upward and she moaned. “Don’t hurry, love. I want to watch you come like this so I can see it in your eyes when you do.”
Addie stared into his eyes. There was something very soulful about it, the way that the two of them seemed to be connected on a level that no one else would ever reach. As she rode him, her body swaying back and forth over his, all she could think about was that he was going to fill her. And take her to such heights that she’d never be the same afterwards.
When he stood up, pressing her body against the wall he’d been standing at, she wrapped her legs around him and let him pound her. They were hard, deep strokes that made her feel like he was trying to come through her. When he came, crying out her name as he did, she held him to her. When he sobbed, his body wracked with his pain, she held him to her.
“He raped me and my sister nightly. First one of us, then the other. He said it was our duty to give him what he wanted because he put a roof over our head. I had pointed out once that the government had done that, not him, and he beat me. It wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time he put me in the hospital.” Addie didn’t speak. She wasn’t even sure that she could, much less what she might say to him. “My mother was so stoned or drunk that she’d just lay there on the bed beside us while he was doing these things to us, snoring her life away. Her own children were screaming out their pain, and she didn’t care.”
He didn’t say anything for a time and when he did, she felt her entire body start to chill, then freeze. How could anyone be as cruel as this man was?
“Then it was the night of my birthday that he came to the house. I was still nursing a wound in my arm that he’d given me, but Ana and I were going to have a nice little dinner. A slice of bread each with peanut butter spread over it as frosting. Dane came in with four of his buddies from prison.” Addie wanted to tell him she didn’t want to hear any more, but he continued. “After they beat the shit out of me and tied me to the bed, each of them took turns fucking me. No matter how many times I screamed or how loudly, no one came to help me. Ana had to watch us. I think…at some point I just passed out. I think they raped her as well. She was never the same after that. A sadness was there up until I left her. It was after that that I decided that he was going to stop or I was going to kill him.”