Her Redemption

15. His girl

Warning: sexual content / blood play (if you know, you know)

He pecks my lips grabbing my neck with both hands lifting me to straddle his thighs.

I grab onto him everywhere, anywhere I can find from being restrained for too long. My hands descend down his perfectly sculpted abs, he tightens his stomach as I lift his shirt taking it off quickly.

We're chest to chest kissing, ravishing each other ferociously as if we would disappear.

"Wanna take a shower?" I ask him pulling away from his rough kisses.

I know I said I wouldn't but fuck I can't help it.

He grins picking me up in his arms walking off to my bathroom opening the glass shower door and turning on the water. He places me down on the cold beige tile and starts removing his sweatpants leaving him bare in front of me.

His dick stands tall dripping in preecum.

Instead of taking off my clothes while the shower heats up, I kneel in front of him taking his dick in my hand and wrapping my mouth around him.

"Oh shit." His eyes roll back and I'm immediately blessed with a whimper from him as I graze my teeth on his shaft ever so gently.

"Love" he whimpers holding my hair in his hands caressing my face while I suck his cock. I hum around him, swirling my tongue and sliding out licking the tip leisurely.

I wrap one hand as much as I can because he's so thick that my fingers don't reach and pump him slowly while licking his tip.

"I'm gonna come if you keep doing that." He rasps, his voice going up a notch, breathing heavily, his thighs starting to shake.

"That's the point." I smirk planning to take him inside my mouth once more but he pulls me up by my hair making me stand on my tiptoes to reach his face.

"The only place I'm coming is inside you." He grunts.

In one swift movement my leggings are off of me scattered on the floor. What comes next is something I could've never predicted.

He kneels on the floor looking up at me with admiration in his eyes.

Trust. Loyalty.

And maybe a promise a future can bring?

My chest feels heavy at the realization but before I can mutter a word he pulls down my black cotton panties sliding them off my legs one by one, throwing them over his shoulder with my leggings. Not caring that I'm wearing a tampon.

I'm wearing a fucking tampon.

Oh god kill me now what's happening

His head is eye level with my breasts as he bends down closer to my pussy.

"W-what are you doing?" I ask in disbelief. Is this for real? Please don't tell me he's about to do what I think he's going to do.

"Do you trust me?" His throat bobs, his hands gripping my thighs separating them.

"Yes" I answer without having to question it. There's no doubt that I don't trust him.