Page 40 of Tainted Empire (Sins of Our Father)

I cry out, my hands gripping the sink as he fucks me deep and rough, his hands biting into my flesh with the strength in which they grip me. I lock eyes with his, looking deep into his waters as he fucks me hard against the sink, our skin slapping together and meshing with the sounds of the running water.

Wait, the water is still running?

I look down and gasp when I see that the tub is now overflowing, the bathroom floor soaked at Hunter’s feet.

“Hunter! The tub is still going!” I gasp, but he ignores me.

He picks me up off the sink, walking to the tub to turn the water off all the while his cock is still nestled tight inside me. Just as I think that he’ll set me down in the warm tub, he surprises me by laying me down on the wet floor, his body covering mine as he fucks me fast on the water-soaked tiles, his hands pinning mine down above my head.

“God dammit, Ali!” he curses, his teeth biting my lower lip as I shake and moan around him.

“This fucking pussy, baby. This pussy is it for me,” he growls, hauling my legs over his shoulders and stopping the sudden question of what he means on my lips.

The change in position has him deep, as deep as he’s ever gotten. He’s touching every shadowed part of my womb that has yet to be explored, claiming every inch and crevice as his and his alone. I scream from the contact, his cock pounding against my cervix as my eyes roll back and I start to shake, the water on the floor splashing around me.

He grabs my wet and tangled strands of hair, letting go of one of my hands to pull my face to his as our eyes lock once more.

“You like that, don’t you, flower? You like the way my cock batters your poor little pussy on this floor, don’t you? Like a savage, like a beast that can’t control himself,” he growls, his thrusts still punishing and unrelenting as my mouth opens to let out a strangled cry of ecstasy.

“Answer me, Ali,” he grunts, his nose touching mine as he fucks me into the tiled floor.

“Yes, I like it, Hunter. I like everything you do to me,” I whimper, sounding helpless, sounding weak, like a woman in need.

I bite down on my lip as tremors start to wrack through my entire body, shaking me from my core as I cry out into his neck, coming on him in waves as he fucks me through my orgasm, splashing water all around us as animalistic sounds tear through his perfect lips.

“God help you, Red, I like everything you give to me,” he growls, his hips stuttering.

He gives me a few more punishing thrusts before he stills, pulls out and groans his release onto my stomach, staring at me the entire time. It goes on forever, an endless storm that I’m happy to be caught in, but I become overwhelmed the longer I look into his eyes. There’s so much emotion in them, it startles me and makes me turn my head as a single tear leaves my eye.

I would’ve been able to move on from the moment, if Hunter hadn’t bent down to sweetly kiss that tear away.

He stands and picks me up off the floor, walking me to the tub before gently grabbing my hand and allowing me to step inside. He follows me, taking up most of the space in the luxury tub with his large body. He sits me between his strong legs, easing my back against his chest. My head rests on his shoulder and I sigh as he grabs a cloth and begins washing me with strong, but gentle hands. I allow myself to enjoy it, to close my eyes and soak up the quiet peace that comes after our fucking.

When I open my eyes after a while, I steal a glance at him. His eyes are locked on my body, following the path that his hands travel as they brush along every inch of my wet skin.

“So perfect, all of you. Even that smart mouth,” he says, his eyes going to my lips.

He brings a hand up from the water, grabbing my chin to angle my lips towards him as he plants a single, sweet and lingering kiss to my swollen mouth. He kisses me deep, long and unhurried as his tongue dances with mine.

I don’t know why, but at this moment, my heart starts to ache.

Mostly because it wants to reach out and grab him, to pull him inside and away from the reality of our worlds. The reality where we’re supposed to hate each other and I’m supposed to stay away, but all I can do is sink further into his kiss. All I can do is revel in the feeling of being in Hunter’s arms, safe and locked away from the harsh reality that lives outside of these walls.

31

We spentthat night cleaning up the bathroom floor and drinking wine. When the bottle was finished, Hunter took me to bed and fucked me from behind. It was hard and rough, but I loved every minute of it because it was with him, which also scared the shit out of me. When we came together, he laid me down and held me as I fell asleep. To be honest, it was the first night that I slept through in a long time.

I awoke with sore muscles, but a smile because I felt his wandering mouth traveling between my legs. He ate me slow and sweet, easing me awake before he took me again. It was deep and unhurried, a blissful meeting of our flesh that my body has begun to crave. We spent most of the day like that, fucking and sleeping, only waking up to eat before we ended up fucking again.

It’s the final day of my retreat and I must say I’m a lot more relaxed then when I arrived, but I also have a troubled feeling settling inside my gut as I stare at Hunter from across the counter. He brought us breakfast from downstairs, shoveling eggs into his mouth as I sip my tea and watch. He eats like a beast, but his physique is perfectly maintained because of his hard work on his ranch. I find myself wanting to ask about what he does there every day, but that form of small talk will only disrupt this peace between us. I want to live in ignorance a bit longer because with him, it truly is bliss.

“Something on your mind, Red?” he asks, breaking my train of thought as I blush from being caught staring.

“Just wondering where all that goes since you eat like a pig but look like Adonis. if I look at a pancake, I gain ten pounds,” I say and he frowns, his eyes darkening as they roam my body.

God, this man has a libido to last a lifetime. Surely this isn’t normal. Then again, Hunter is the first man to ever take me, and he is far from normal.

“Every bit of flesh on your body is perfect, make no mistake, Red. Eat whatever you want, because I’m still going to fuck you when you’re done, so I suggest you hurry,” he says, his eyes drifting from mine to my untouched plate in warning.

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