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Our eyes clash in the mirror.

She and I are reeling. Drowning in desire.

“Do you hear me?” Precum drips from my cock, mixing with her arousal.

I change an angle, going deeper without fucking her. Not yet.

Don’t want to miss out on this. The terror on her face, I’m addicted to it. “I won’t change. Better get that out of your head.”

“I won’t.” Her squirming is a mistake on her part.

“Yes, you will.” My cock pulses inside of her, and she gasps. “This is me, better accept it. I’d tell you to stop fighting me but…fuck. Every time you do it, it gets me really hard.”

“Just don’t make me come.” She’s white-knuckled. Gripping the vanity and her toothbrush like it’s her last anchor to her sanity. “Please.”

“You’re wasting your breath.”

And I feed on her fear.

My left hand covers hers, and I guide her to the toothpaste.

“I said I’d brush my teeth. Alone.” Her thighs clench, and the pressure on my cock sets my body on fire. “I promise. I’ll be good.”

“You’re being good already. So fucking tight around me. Squeezing me.” I open the cap on the toothpaste, squirting blue paste on her toothbrush. “Milking me.”

Some of the paste gets on the sink.

As if I give a damn.

Her.That’s all I see. I’m hard, and for the first time in a long time, it isn’t revenge consuming me.

It’s Aurora.

The infuriating notion makes me snap. I toss the toothpaste. Force the toothbrush into Aurora’s mouth.

“Then?” Aurora’s chin dimples. Her lips quiver around the toothbrush. “Why?—”

“Quiet.” Holding her wrist, I start scrubbing her teeth.

Infuriating little thing mumbles through it. “Why are you punishing me?”

“These questions.”Your family, I want to say, but refrain.“This attitude. The mouth on you. That’s why.”

By degrading her, I turn into something worse than I already am. I transform into the monster Aurora keeps calling me.

“Hate.” Foam covers her perfect, plump lips. The lines between her eyebrows deepen. “You.”

Her miserable stare. Her ass tilted up, an offering.

There’s only so much I can take. Only so much need I can suppress.

Three.

The outline of her nipples.

Two.

Her pussy squeezing and soaking me despite the humiliation.