Page 53 of Perilous

“Are you saying I smell bad?” I throw at him, hoping to cut a little of the tension.

He leans down toward me. “I want to see hot shower water cascading all over your fucking amazing body, Annika.”

My jaw drops and my face burns red hot.

Oh… fuck…

Without warning, Peri grabs the hoodie and lifts it up over my head. Next is my tank top. That leaves me topless in front of him.

His massive, strong hands move over my breasts, engulfing them. He squeezes them with force. I groan and whimper.

His hands drop away, leaving my breasts feeling cold and abandoned. My nipples respond by tightening into hard buds.

Peri shoves my pants and thong down in one move. I’m then left to step out of them on my own, along with my shoes. I place my hands against the wall and work to step out of my socks.

As I wiggle, my breasts bounce and Peri’s eyes scan all over me. I suddenly want him to enjoy what he’s looking at. I have to remind myself this man is a kidnapper. He’s violent. He threatens to kill me…

Peri picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. His right hand grabbing just below my ass, at the back of my leg. He walks me to the bathroom but he doesn’t put me down right away. Instead, he turns on the shower and lets it warm up. All the while I’m dangling over his shoulder.

His fingers are moving more and more between my legs. I know he feels the heat he’s caused. Before he actually touches methere, Peri tosses me into the shower.

I stumble back, hitting the tiled wall, and my feet slide. I cry out and grab for the top of the shower door to keep myself from actually hitting the slippery shower floor.

The hot water feels like a kiss from heaven. I haven’t showered in days. When I reach for the shower door, Peri grabs my wrist and twists it. I jump to my toes and cry out in pain.

“You are not closing that fucking door,” he growls.

The glass isn’t completely frosted. It’s mostly see-through. Peri doesn’t want to look at me through fogged glass. He wants to watch me shower.

He just stands there. I face him, the water hitting the right side of my head and body.

Slowly, I turn and put my head back. My eyes close and the water engulfs my hair, head, and my face. I reach for my shampoo and start to shower as though there isn’t some big, muscular psycho staring at me as I run my fingers through my hair and scrub at my scalp.

I take my bar of pink soap and lather it between my hands. I don’t have a washcloth and I’m not going to ask Peri to get me one. That means I rub the smooth bar against my skin. My left shoulder, down my arm, across to my belly. Then up.

I glance at Peri as I ease the soap over my breast. I lather the right side of my body. Then I rub my hands against the bar and reach down. I swallow hard, blush, and wash myselfdown there.

Before I can place the soap back to its holder, Peri’s left hand reaches into the shower and grabs for me. His fingers slid around my slippery throat. His right fingers touch between my legs.

I gasp and jump, dropping the soap to the floor.

His fingertips instantly find my swollen clit. He’s aggressive. His left hand squeezes my throat tighter.

Fuck… oh fuck…

The pleasure ripples throughout my body like an instant disease. My hips jump and buck. I move up to my toes for a second, and then my feet are flat against the floor. I thrust against his touch, arching my body a little, giving myself to him.

Take it! Take whatever you want!

He pinches my clit with two fingers and pulls. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I scream out and throw my head back. I’m seconds away from orgasm that quick.

Just as I feel myself about to crest like the wave of a tsunami, Peri moves his fingers down and plunges them into my pussy.

And I mean…plunge.

His fingers go deeper than some guy’s cocks have gone. The lower part of the palm on his hand grinds against my clit. That’s more than any person could possibly handle. I start to come and his two fingers inside me suddenly curl and pull.

My hips thrust and I feel a warm gush escape from my body that makes me whimper.

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