Angelic beauty

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Bill bites his bottom lip while looking my naked body up and down. The warm water dripples down his body and eventually reaches mine. His pale skin is so intimidating. His deep brown eyes stare me down like I'm an object. His object. When he doesn't have his usual makeup on, he looks so beautiful like an angel. It makes me completely speechless.

My hands are on his chest, feeling the familiar and safe feeling his body gives me. Bill slides his hands from my hips and down my back, pulling my lower body as close to him as possible. My boobs touch his chest and I can feel his hard dick against my stomach. He leans his head down and his lips gently touch the tip of my nose. My insides feel like they're burning for him. To feel him.
Somehow, being with Tom just wasn't enough. His touch is so careful, soft and passionate unlike Tom's agressive need for me. Bill is careful, waiting for me to do to him what I want.

I slide my hands up his soaked chest and behins his neck, pulling his face closer down to mine. I was gonna kiss him, but before I can do anything, he leans his head to one side and kisses my neck. I whimper at the unexpected kiss and the strong need for more. I want to control myself and make this moment last, but it's like we're magnets. Pulling each other closer and closer until we can't be seperated.

I lean my head back, letting him kiss every spot on my neck until the warm water feels cold compared to my burning skin. One of his hands slide around to the front of my body and down my stomach, between my legs. I gasp and close my eyes when I feel one of his fingers rub against my clit. I'm already moaning uncontrollably before he even slides his fingers inside of me.

The warm water runs down our bodies, soaking us both and creating steam in the entire room. I almost feel as if I'm about to faint with all the warmth and my exhaustion.

"You can have me like this... every day. And you... still love Tom. Why?" Bill says, sounding frustrated and eager. Two of his fingers penetrate me roughly and my whole body jolts when I feel his long fingers fullly inside me. He didn't go slow and steady like he usually does. There's some anger in the way he touches me now. I knew he was angry about Tom and me.

"I... I don't know. He's... intimidating." I say. Those are the only words I can come up with on the spot. Bill's suddenly agressive touch has turned my brain into mush.

"Intimidating?" Bill hisses through his teeth, pulling both fingers out of me, making me crave his touch even more. I whimper, my whole body feeling weak and needing his support to stay standing. He pulls his face out of the crease of my neck and looks deeply into my eyes. I notice that his breath smells like alcohol now. How did I not notice that he was drunk before?
It feels like his eyes are burning into mine. Marking me as his.

"You don't find me intimidating?" Bill asks, the alcohol breath hitting me in the face like the warm steam.

"I do... I don't know why I like Tom too. I can't explain it. You... have been so... gentle with me. And Tom... gives me the rush. Of danger." I try to explain, almost falling. I'm only held up by Bill and he knows that. My legs feel like they have turned into mush as well as my brain. I realize now... that this is giving me the same rush as I feel with Tom. Maybe it's not the person... but just the danger.

"I think... I only like Tom because of the danger feeling. And... I'm feeling the same rush... right now." I mumble, feeling the confusion that had been gnawing at me ever since I met Bill and Tom, leave my body. I feel free from worry.

Bill smiles smugly at me and kisses my forehead.

"So... I've figured you out. You... like pain." Bill says, starring at me with his fiery brown eyes while I feel his hands slightly spread my legs as he lifts me up. With my body weak, I only use muscle memory and automatically wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck. He turns and presses me against the cold tiles on the wall. I gasp when the cold tiles meet my burning, blushing skin.

Before my body warmth can warm up the tiles so it doesn't feel so damn cold, I feel a different kind of pain in my stomach. A familiar but stronger kind of pain. Bill groans and I feel the tip of his dick reach as far inside me as my body allows. I look down and see his entire hard dick inside me.
I taste blood in my mouth and notice that I accidently bit my lip open once again, without noticing.

"Bill..." I whimper when he slides out of me and roughly pounds inside me again. My body jolts and all my muscles tense in pain. The pain is stronger than ever before. It might be because I just had sex with Tom a few hours ago, or maybe he's just being rougher than usual. But the pain brings me to tears.

I cry out his name as a tear falls down my cheek, mixing with the water from the shower.

"Is this... enough pain, princess?" Bill grunts, his face meeting mine just as his dick meet my bruised insides once again and I whimper in pain. The nickname reminds me of Tom, but it doesn't feel wrong. It feels incredibly right coming from his mouth.
His alcoholic breath hits me in the face every time he thrusts, leaving me with a bigger bruise inside me.

The pleasure is overwhelming combined with the pain. I can't even think of any words to tell myself how I'm feeling. Everything blank and I see dots all around my vision. He huffs and groans until his cum fills my insides and he stops.

I sigh of relief when he pulls out of me. He holds onto my thighs, digging his fingers into my skin like I did to him and Tom. The exhaustion takes over my body and Bill can't hold me up against the wall any longer. He lets go of my legs and wraps his arms around my limp body, dragging me out of the shower and dumping me on the floor.

"Scar... don't faint. Just stay awake a little longer, I'll get you to bed." Bill says, holding my face in his hands. I can't tell if he's worried or if he's just telling me this so I will be easier to carry to bed.
My eyes are blurry and my cheeks are still burning, making we worry if they will ever become normal color again.

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