Consequence by V. Hunter

Author:V. Hunter [Hunter, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 737 BRASS BOOKS LLC
Published: 2019-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

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Jairo

Her hands ran soap over her body, cleaning the places where I touched her without any acknowledgement of what we'd done together. Other than a little bit of a wince when she stepped into the shower, there was no sign I even fucked her. As if the whole thing between us got erased the second she stepped under the water and washed the evidence of me away.

I felt like a real jackass that hours later I was still re-watching the recording of her showering after she asked me to leave her room

I wasn't lying when I told her I didn't usually watch the bathroom cameras, but I couldn't seem to help myself once I saw how calm she was after I left the room like she asked. At the time, I thought she was upset and wanted space. The video said something different.

At first, when she laid there on the bed not moving, I thought she might still have a break-down over what we'd done. But then she got up and walked to the bathroom like she was fine. It drove me crazy not knowing what was going through her head. I had to see her reactions, so I switched over to the bathroom camera.

But she wasn't fucking reacting at all.

So I kept watching it over and over again, letting the recording function as my own personal torture.

For me, nothing compared to how it felt to fuck Brooke. She was so responsive and gave as good as she got, a surprise for me considering I expected uncertainty on her behalf because of her inexperience. Not so. Her body knew exactly what to do, and I had to believe it was because it was us, and her body was made for me.

Anger welled up deep inside of me as I watched time-after-time as she casually washed up. She seemed completely unaffected, and it made me tempted to go back in her room and fuck her twice as hard as punishment.

Then I kept imagining her reacting the same way afterwards and I wasn't sure I would be able to stomach it a second time.

Part of me thought I ought to grab a fistful of that pretty hair of hers and bend her over my knee. She sure as hell wouldn't be able to ignore me when she couldn't sit down the next day. Somehow I didn't imagine that going over well. She was liable to take a real swing at me if I tried it.

No, it turned out Brooke Harris was not the submissive type.

If someone mentioned a month ago that I would be so taken by a woman I couldn't control... well, I wouldn't have believed that for one goddamn second. Now here I was panting after her like a pathetic puppy waiting for her to show me a bit of attention.

The worst part of it all was the sudden doubt I felt. Could I really trust any woman that could go from hot to cold so fast? Being unpredictable made her dangerous.

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