Trigger warning: Domestic Violence
I slowly wake as the bed shifts underneath me. My eyes fluttering open to the sight of a tattooed muscular back walking away from me. "Good morning." My voice croaks still half asleep as I push myself up leaning against the headboard. He turns around at the sound of my voice, "Good morning, Angel." Slowly making his way back to me before brushing a strand of hair out of my face. I strain my neck up reaching towards him as he places a gentle kiss on my lips.
"I didn't mean to wake you. You can go back to sleep if you are still tired." His large tattooed hand cupping the side of my face. Stretching slightly with a yawn, "It's alright, I wanted to see you before you left for work." He smiles as he rubs his thumb along my cheek but it's cut short.
Nikolai stands heading back towards the bathroom, the door still cracked open as I hear the flow of running water from the shower. His head peaks back out the door with a smirk, "Care to join me?"
Not trying to waste any time I quickly rise from the bed. Leaving a trail of clothes as I pull the satin from my body dropping it to the floor. His eyes raking up and down me until I slip past him in the doorway. Our skin just barely grazing as I step into the glass enclosure.
I see he likes his showers boiling hot as well. Stepping backwards I drop my head back as the water rushes over my face. Running my hands up my forehead and through my long hair.
I can feel his body inches from me before we make contact, it's as if there is static electricity shooting between us. Nikolai's hard abs flush against my back as he pulls me out of the water. His breath on my neck gives me goosebumps causing a low rumble of laughter to escape his chest as he murmurs. "I fell asleep before fulfilling my promise."
My heart rate quickens as he runs his fingers down the thin skin along my collarbone. My head moving to the side to give him easy access to my neck. His lips brush against my skin, I feel his mouth shift into a devilish smile as I press back firmly into him.
"So eager." His lips' movements causing a shiver to run down my spine.
"I love feeling how your body reacts to my touch." His words low as he whispers into my ear. The hand that was on my neck traces down towards my chest just barely touching me as his fingers tease between my breasts. They trail lower down my stomach until they reach my core.
His fingers curl slipping inside me, he smirks as he kisses my neck again. "So wet and from only a little teasing. Just imagine how wet you'll be when I finally tie you up." With his last words he pushes further into me causing me to gasp. I hear an animalistic growl come from his chest as he slams me into the shower wall forcing me to bend over for him.
"That's right, Angel." His free hand winds through my hair before gripping at my scalp pulling my head back. "Fuck." I moan out unable to find any other words. My palms pressed hard into the glass as I try to grab on to something but my hands just slip across the wet surface.
My breathing grows heavier as his fingers pump inside of me pushing me closer to the edge. I struggle to keep my body upright as my knees buckle with each moan. He must sense that I'm close because out of nowhere he yanks my head back towards him before growling into my ear, "You better tell me when you are going to cum."
His words did something to me as I feel myself tightening around his fingers. "Yes, just like that." I gasp as he furiously presses his finger into my g-spot.
"Fuck, I'm gonna.." Right as I am about to climax, he pulls his fingers out driving his deep cock into me. Crying out as I take his full length, the floodgates open as he makes me explode all over his member. My face pressing against the cold hard glass as my mouth falls open unable to speak.
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