Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 63

She lay on top of me, I hurt her last night. I really did hurt her and I never wanted to do anything more than just love her. "Don't cry," she hums while my head nuzzles farther into her shoulder. She's covered in bruises and random hand marks and I didn't even know what I was doing. It's gonna look like I abuse her, which I could care less about, because she's actually in pain. I squeezed her when she woke up and she almost cried. "Don't cry teddy bear, I'm alright." She hums and I sniff. She's. It alright she's bruised and in pain because of it, because of me. It's all my fault, because I'm selfish and stupid.

"You're hurt," I pull back softly laying her in front of me. "And it's my fault." I kiss her cheek which is also bruised from how hard my hand sat clamped around it. Her neck has a handprint on it as do her hips and legs, and her backside covered in bite marks that I don't understand stayed that long, plus the claw marks on her back, along with the marks on her stomach of where my mouth had been as you can distinctively see each tooth. "It's all my fault and," I can't help but cry, I let my head fall against her shoulder and she jumps a little pulling me away. "I'm so sorry princess." I sigh looking down while she smiles.

"I love it teddy bear." She smiles brushing her hand over my hair. She pets me like a dog. "I love how rough you got with me and you were so in control and you knew exactly what you were doing without having any idea at all." She sighs in pleasure. "That was the most I've ever seen you relax." She mumbles. Laying on my shoulder she sighs kissing my neck. "And we've been married for thirty years teddy." It's true, at almost fifty neither of us have ever been completely relaxed. She's never taken all of her makeup off in front of me and I've just never put my guard down too much. She can get in a little bit and she found a completely different approach to steal my heart. But I on the other hand lowered her guard at the same time that I lowered her pants on our very first night. Her heart came easy but her makeup never came off. Even if I did get to see some scars even if it does haunt me I've never seen her skin. Never seen it completely bare at least.

"You know maybe if you weren't so fucking pretty I could let me guard down for longer periods of time without worrying I'll scare you off, or you'll instantly find someone as pretty as you are." I earn a giggle which makes me roll my eyes.

"You're really pretty teddy bear, I fake my beauty, yours is real." She smiles a little wider kissing my cheek.

"You have a beautiful personality and that's what counts. Plus you're very pretty with the light makeup you wear sometimes." I giggle as does she until she winces in pain. "Gosh princess," I sigh hugging her lightly. "I feel really bad, but I can barely remember it." I sigh looking down.

"I'll never forget it," she moans wiggling against me for a moment. "It was perfect." She sighs. "You didn't hold back on me and I never want you to. It was fun and you were having lots and lots of fun." She shivers in my arms so I try and cover her more.

"Well I'm not having fun anymore." I huff and she giggles. "I'm sorry princess." She let's a long groan confusing me slightly while she rolls off.

"Don't say you're sorry anymore, you've said it to many times, I'm sure the kids are already going out places or have gone for breakfast so let's get showered and ready for our day and then go and find them somewhere." She hums pressing our lips together. "You and me."

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I softly massage her shoulders while she lay down looking slightly confused. Giving up on all of it I plop myself next to her keeping my head down. She moves me more to the middle of the bed and starts massaging my shoulders. "Stop being so depressed," she groans falling down against me. "Teddy bear I'm fine," she kisses my cheek and neck repeatedly before my shoulder and moving down my back. "Want me to do to you what you did to me?" She smirks grabbing my attention.

"Yes," I nod quickly turning so she lay on my front. "All of it, I want every single mark that you have I want to be bruised and battered just like you," I give a soft sigh along with a small pout.

"Would you stop it!" She groans ripping my clothing off as well as shutting the curtains. She leaves us with the light of the distant lamp and the glow of her eyes to lead us around. "Teddy bear?" She hums laying stops my almost naked body. "I asked you to do it, and you did." I shake my head slightly and she sighs. "Gosh I'm starting to like the joker more." She rolls her eyes pulling my boxers off.

"Well why didn't you marry him?!" I growl forcing her away. She looks up at me her eyes soft but only for a moment.

"Am I making you mad?!" She growls sliding my boxers off while she does whatever it is she's doing. "How mad are you?" She growls a little harder. "Show me how mad you are?" While I move my hands up she pushes them down. "Let's play a game pudding," she adds just to tease me. "I wanna use you." She explains sitting on my lower stomach. "I'm gonna do everything I want, everything I've ever wanted," she bites my neck earning a moan but I know it's gonna leave a mark. "But you can't touch me." She starts. "You can't move, you can't thrust, you can't grind or grab my hips." She lists biting my bottom lip. "Nothing." She mumbles onto them. "Unless I tell you to,"

"Yes hurricane." I nod making her growl in my ear. She moves her hips against my hardening dick, I love doing this with her. "Can I talk to you sexy." I growl at how assertive she's being.

"Until I tell you to shut up." She nods slowly staring at me with an almost angry look. "Should I start here?" She pokes at the head of my dick.

"Don't do that," I start to move away earning a slapping on both of my thighs.

"No moving remember?"