Chapter 63

• She hesitates but stands, reaching for her leggings slowly, she yanks them down.
• She's not wearing panties underneath, I take a whiff of the air that is now filled with the scent of her arousal. In that moment my cock is pressing against my zipper, beseeching to break free and pound into her relentlessly. I ran my eyes over her body, the bruises she had on her from the week we spent locked up in my room are nowhere to be seen, I feel a need to bruise her once again just so I can relish in how mine she is, how she pleads with me to leave marks on her when I fuck her.
• I take her hand and lead her to my bathroom, I ran her a bath this morning but she never showed up, the bath bomb is still in there, only the water is colder now.