Page 49 of Tormented Oath

I carry her to the bathroom, her lips trailing soft kisses along my jawline, her breath warm against my skin.

I turn on the shower, steam curling in the air. I set her down gently, her feet touching the cool tile. She looks up at me, her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted, and I can’t resist kissing her again.

This time, it’s slower, deeper, more deliberate, my tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Her hands slide up my chest, her nails lightly scratching my skin, and I groan into her lips.

“Turn around,” I command, my voice leaving no room for argument. She turns her back to me, and I press my body against hers, my hands roaming her curves.

I kiss the nape of her neck, my teeth nipping gently, and she lets out a soft moan. My hands find her breasts, cupping them, my thumbs brushing over her nipples until they harden under my touch.

I guide her under the warm spray of water, the droplets cascading over her skin. My hands slide down her sides, over her hips, and she leans back into me, her ass pressing against my hardness.

I can’t help but grind against her, the friction making both of us gasp.

“You’re amazing,” I murmur, my lips brushing against her ear.

My hands continue their exploration, sliding between her legs, my fingers finding her wetness. She’s so ready for me again, but I can’t resist the urge to tease her.

I circle her clit with one finger, slow and deliberate, and she lets out a moan that sends a jolt of heat straight to my cock.

“Stefano…I” she breathes, her voice trembling.

“What do you want?” I ask, my voice a low whisper, my fingers still teasing her.

“You,” she gasps, her hands gripping the wall in front of her. “I want you.”

I slip a finger inside her, slowly, feeling her clench around me. “Tell me how much,” I demand.

“So much,” she moans, her hips rocking back against my hand. “Please. Again.”

I add another finger, curling them inside her, and she cries out, her body trembling.

My other hand grips her hip, holding her steady as I pump my fingers in and out of her, the sound of her wetness mixing with the rush of the water. Her moans grow louder, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps, and I know she’s close.

“I want to see you. Show me how good it is for you.” My fingers move faster, harder, and she does, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashes over her.

I feel her walls clench around my fingers, and I don’t stop until her legs are shaking, until she’s panting and leaning heavily against the wall.

Then, I turn her around, my hands gripping her ass as I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist. Her lips find mine, hungry and demanding, and I kiss her back just as fiercely. My cock presses against her entrance, and I pause, looking into her eyes.

“You’re mine,” I say, my voice a low growl.

She looks at me, her eyes dark with need, then turns away, as if she can’t stand to hear the words. As if she doesn’t know what to say back.

I thrust into her, slowly at first, savoring the way she feels around me.

She’s so tight, so wet, and the sensation is overwhelming. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and she lets out a moan that makes me want to claim her all over again.

I move faster, harder, the sound of our bodies slapping together mixing with the rush of the water.

“You feel so good,” she gasps, her head falling back, and I take the opportunity to suck on her neck, leaving another mark on her skin. I can’t get enough of her, and I know I never will.

Her hands slide down my chest, her fingers brushing over my abs, and she looks up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.

She surprises me by sliding down my body, her knees hitting the tile, and before I can react, her mouth is on me, taking me in.

“Fuck,” I groan, my hands tangling in her hair as she sucks me with a boldness that drives me wild. Her tongue swirls around the tip, her lips sliding up and down my length, and I can’t believe how good she feels.

She’s eager, hungry, and the sight of her on her knees, her mouth worshipping me, is almost too much to handle.

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