Chapter 52
Chapter 52
“I know.” She whispers.
She hops off the counter and starts walking to the shower that is already fogging the glass sliding door. She looks back at me, “Aren’t you coming in?”
“No, I want you to feel safe. As much as I hate to say it, I don’t think you would feel safe showering with me.”
Her brows furrow, “Why wouldn’t I feel safe with you?”
“Because you almost… he almost…” I can’t even say it.
“He did. Not you.”
I still don’t move. She sighs, “Please don’t make me shower alone. I feel his hands on my body still a–and…” She starts to cry.
I walk towards her and gently cradle her face, “Hey, shhhh. Don’t cry. I’ll stay and shower, just please don’t cry.” I beg
She nods and I let her go. Her hands find my jersey and the black shirt I have on under, she
lifts them both up about halfway and I lift it over my head the rest of the way. When its fully off, I throw it on the floor. Her hands go to my abs and slowly make their way down my body until they reach my belt. She undoes it and unzips and buttons my pants. I pull
them down and step out.
We are both standing there naked looking at each other, never breaking eye contact.
She grabs my hands and leads me into the shower, once we’re in I turn around and close
the door.
When I turn back, she takes a step closer so that our bodies are touching. My dick presses against her inner thigh, but neither of us react. Her arms go around my neck and mine go around her waist. She steps back so that we are both in the water and touch our foreheads.
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together.
I watch as the water droplets fall down her face, down the valley of her breasts, and touch my chest where our bodies meet.
She leans in and softly kisses my lips. I kiss her back for second and then I pull away, “No.”
I mumble.
Her brows furrow, “Why?”
“Because I don’t want to take advantage of you.” I respond.
“Your not taking advantage of me, I want this… I want you.”
“No, you are too fragile right now.” I say shaking my head as our foreheads are still pressed together and we look into each other’s eves
“No. I would never let him make me fragile.” She says as water rolls down her face.
“He bruised me… I have to see what he did to me whenever I look in the mirror. I–I need to
feel you, so that when I see those marks I can remember your touch.”
I pause… and then I kiss her.
Lee’s POV:
His lips are slowly moving against mine. My arms are thrown around his neck and my fingers are grabbing his hair, softly tugging making him groan into my mouth. His left arm
is around my waist, his right is pulling me closer as his hand rests on the center of my back.
The water is mixing with the taste of his lips.
He picks up the speed and kisses me a little faster. His tongue slips into my mouth and grazes mine, I moan into him. We stay at this pace for awhile before his mouth goes to my
jaw and he starts to kiss and suck my neck.
There is a little spot, where my shoulder and neck connect. He gives extra attention to that spot. I let out a loud moan because of how good it feels. For some reason that spot is 10x
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more sensitive than the rest of me.
Something sharp grazes me, but I don’t say anything because it felt amazing.
My hands are still lightly tugging at his hair and pushing his face so that he kisses that spot harder. Suddenly he pulls away and kisses my lips. It is hard and rough, just the way I like
- it.
He walks me back and presses me against the shower wall, its cold on my skin but also feels good because the water is so hot. We kiss each other like we need it to survive. His right hand travels down my body and goes to my thigh. His hand wraps around the back and lifts my leg so that it wraps around his waist. His dick is pressing right against my puss
He dips his head and starts to kiss my neck again, and then my breasts. My fingers scratch his back and I moan as he takes my left nipple into his mouth. I will not doubt have hickeys all over me, but I want them there. I want to see his marks instead of Jared’s.
He stops kissing me, grabs me, and pins my back against his front. He starts leaving sloppy kisses down the left side of my neck as his right arm crosses my boobs and grabs my left side. His left arm is crossing my stomach and grabbing my right side.
He kisses his way to my left shoulder blade, his right hand lets go of my body and reaches. for my body wash. He grabs it and opens it with his hands in front of me. I grab my luffa and hold it as he puts some body wash on it. Then, he puts the soap back and grabs the luffa from my hands. He starts washing my body, beginning with my breasts, going down to my stomach, to my pussy. He then goes around to my back and ass before coming back up and doing my arms. When he has done my whole upper body he moves around to my front and kneels down. He washes my left leg, getting higher and higher. He stops at my upper
thigh and then moves to do the same to my right.
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