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“Just like that?”
“Just like that, bunny.” I laugh, wrapping my arm around her narrow waist, pulling her to me and planting a kiss on her cheek. “Just like that.”
“What if I don’t want to shower alone?”
“Ooohhh baby. Do you think you can take me again so soon?”
“Yes.” She sighs, leaning her head on my chest, looking up at me with a devious look. “I know I can.”
“Fuck.”
I don’t give her time to change her mind or even think about it before I swoop her up and carry her to the ensuite, setting her down on the vanity while I crank on the shower to the hottest setting to heat it up quickly. With the limited time frame we have, I need to make sure this is fast, and not a marathon session like I would like it to be. I know though that once I get inside of her pretty little cunt that I’m not going to want to come out, and that has me silently kicking myself in the ass already for agreeing.
“Maybe we should wait till we get on the plane.”
“No.”
“No?” I say, cocking an eyebrow at her in surprise of her easy defiance. “You’re telling me no already, bunny?”
“Do you own me?”
“I thought I established that when I marked you as mine.”
“Did you ask me?”
“Should I?”
“You should.”
“Then princess…” I say, getting down on my knees in front of her, kissing her knees caps that dangle off the edge of the sink. “May I own you?”
“I’ll have to think about it.” She snickers, then squeals when I jump up, grab her and carry her into the piping hot shower, dropping the sheet on the bathroom floor just before the water hits my back.
“Jesus Christ, it’s fucking lava.” I laugh, jumping out of the water, backing her up against the rear shower wall.
“Ooohhh, me likey.” She laughs and dodges past me, stepping under the torrent from the multiple showerheads, basking in the utter heat that could melt your skin off. “Oh my God that’s nice.” She says, wiping her hands down her wet face, pushing the droplets of water from her dark eyelashes. “I haven’t had a hot shower in months.”
“Excuse me miss?” I say to her, grabbing her from behind, leaning my chin on her shoulder, feeling the tip of my cock brush against her lower back, getting heated from the water that pours down her. “Months?”
Her cheery demeanor disappears as quickly as it appeared when her faces falls, and she looks down at her feet.
“Tyler said hot water would age my skin faster.” She confesses like she’s ashamed.
“Hey.” I say, turning her around to face me, holding her still, making her look at me in the eyes again. “Tyer is an asshole. Plain and simple. He used you, and I’m sure he abused you too. The marks on your ankles from the shackles alone are enough of a testament on how he treated you. None of it is your fault. Do you hear me?”
The fact that she feels shame in front of me, even though we have only just met, pisses me off. There’s nothing that she should be ashamed about.
He did the things to her. He made her become something that I know in my heart of hearts she was not before she met him. It’s all his fault that she stands here before me now looking like she wants to cry from the things she either can’t or won’t tell me…yet.
“Yes, Sir.” She says solemnly.
“I like the sound of that. You may use that or Daddy when you address me, my little bunny.”
“Why bunny?”
“I’ll tell you sometime, but not now. Now, we have limited time, and I need to fuck that frown off your face.”
“Yes Daddy.”
