Children of Redemption (Children of Vice 3)

He was mine now.

He wasn’t going to walk away from me. But I knew without a doubt I hadn’t tamed him in all areas. Nor did I want to.

I liked my sex dirty.

I didn’t want him tame for that. I wanted him free to dominate me in anyway his heart desired.

“Are you going to just watch, or are you going to make me moan?” I asked him, covering up my chest to tease him. “Or do I have to beg for your cock, Wyatt?”

He didn’t speak; he just took my arms and pulled them from my chest so he could watch the water drip down my body. The way his brown-green eyes looked over every inch of my skin made a familiar warmth swell between my thighs. I saw his cock rise and felt tempted to lick the water from not only it, but all of him. The water poured over his muscles slowly, as though he was starring in my own personal fantasy. I wanted…I wanted him badly. I leaned against the tiled walls and lifted one leg, rubbing it against his strong thigh. He let go of my arms before grabbing my leg and pushing against me. I moaned, pulling him closer to kiss his chest. He tasted sweet, spicy, and utterly sinful.

“Damn, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, lifting my face to meet his before kissing me. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and started playing with his hair as our tongues battled.

He let go of my legs, setting me on the ground gently before turning me around, pressing me against the wall. He kissed down my spine before making his way back up. My voice caught in my throat as he loosened me up with his hands first.

“Relax, baby,” he said to me. “Trust me, give in to me.”

I nodded, trusting his hands…my whole body felt like it was under his control. And I didn’t even have time to think before his cock found my ass.

“Ahh!” I moaned, water pouring into my mouth.

Pressing his hands against the wall beside my head, he waited for a moment before he thrust forward, grinding against me. He kissed my back and shoulders while grabbing ahold of my breasts, pinching my nipples.

“Oh…”

“I’m going to fuck you hard, baby,” he warned, and before I could speak, he did just that.

Fuck!

He pulled out before slowly thrusting in again, no doubt pacing for my sake, for me to adjust to the abuse he was about to give. Excited, I grabbed his hands, forcing him to pinch me harder.

“That’s my girl.”

That was the last thing I heard before he gripped my hips and began a punishing pace.

Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

The sound of our skin slapping together and his moans, the feeling of his hard body behind mine…it was…it was all prefect.

“Wyatt, please,” I pleaded as he spread my legs apart, fucking in and out of me faster than I thought possible. My legs shook, and I wasn’t even sure what sounds I was making. I just hoped the wall could hold us. He lifted my left leg up and just went deeper. My natural wetness dripped, which encouraged him to slap my pussy over and over as he fucked me in the ass.

“So good, oh my god! More please!” I screamed as I came with his next slam.

I was lost…the whole world seemed to fall apart. I was in heaven. He bit my neck, ramming himself deeply into me.

“Before this night is over,” he grunted out. “…I’m going to have you in every way humanly possible—ahh.”

He gripped onto my breast as he came inside me...and I wanted him even more. I wanted everything he could give and more.