Runaway Bride
My gaze falls to her ass, it’s so perfectly shaped that I can’t help but reach out and grab it. Of course her firm globes fit into my hands just like the rest of her body fits for me. She lets out a little squeak with I knead her ass and the sound zings straight to my groin. All I want to do is push her up against the tile and fuck her senseless, but I know I can’t… not tonight.
I release her ass, even though it kills me and grab the soap to pour some on a washcloth. While she washes her hair, I begin washing her body.
I drag the soapy washcloth over every inch of her perfect body, studying and mapping out every part of her. I want to remember every dip, ever curve, every plane of her body. By the time she’s rinsed off, I don’t think there isn’t a part of her that I haven’t touched yet. When she turns to face me there is some mascara smudged under her eyes.
“Close your eyes,” I tell her, and she immediately does, without hesitation. Her blind trust startles me but also warms my heart. I want her to trust me…and she can, because I would never do anything to hurt her. Cherish her, pleasure her, claim her heart and body yes. But anyone
Taking the corner of the washcloth, I rub the black away from her cheek, careful not to get any soap directly into her eyes.
“There you go, all clean,” I murmur, and she opens her eyes, looking up at me with a clean, natural face. The air leaves my lungs as I take her in. I didn’t think it was possible, but this woman is more beautiful without the makeup on. It’s like the makeup was hiding her real beauty.
“How did I get so lucky.” I whisper and lean down to press my lips against hers.
“I’m the lucky one. If it wasn’t for you, I would be…” I can see the pain flicker in her eyes just thinking about what would have happened if I wouldn’t have been in that alley today. I cut her off pressing a finger to her lips.
“You don’t have to ever think about that again. If you don’t want to you don’t have to see your parents again either. I’ll take care of you. I’ll protect you, cherish you, and never make you do something you don’t want to do. I want you…I want whatever madness this is between us.”
“What if they come for me?” Her bottom lip trembles against my finger and I can tell she’s truly afraid of what may occur if they were to find her.
“Then they do. I won’t let you go. I won’t let them hurt you and I won’t make you leave. I’m keeping you Ivy, as long as you want to stay.” I swallow around the knot of fear that forms in my throat at the thought of her walking out the door.
“You do want to stay, don’t you?” I add after a long moment.
“Yes. If you really want me to…” I can see how unsure she is, how worried she is, and I don’t ever want her to worry that I won’t be there for her. That I won’t care for her.
“If I want you too…” I whisper shaking my head. “There isn’t an if Ivy. I don’t want you to feel pressured but if you tried to walk out that door right now, I’d dragged you back here and tie you to my damn bed.”
My response causes a smile to spread across her lips and she leans into me pressing her ear to my chest, while wrapping her arms around me as if she doesn’t want a single inch of space between us.
“Your hearts beating impossibly fast.” Ivy sighs, her hot breath fanning against my skin.
“I know. I’ve never felt this way before. So possessive, so in need of a woman’s touch.” My cock is already rock hard stuck between our bodies and the carnal need to fuck her rushes to the surface.
“I feel like I’ve known you my whole life.” I suck in a precious breath. I’m not a perfect man and I’ve done some bad shit in my life… shit I wouldn’t ever want her to see me doing but I can’t imagine how much better my life would’ve been had I met her sooner.
“I love you Ivy. I love you so fucking much. It’s crazy insane to say it, to think that just earlier you were to be married to some asshole and now you’re in my arms, and all mine. I’m so glad I found you. So fucking glad.” I squeeze her tighter to my chest, listening as she squeals. The need to fuck her is still there, but I want to make her something to eat, talk about what’s to happen in the future. Peeling myself off her I turn the water off and step out of the shower grabbing two towels.