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When I pulled back, we were both panting.

My eyes were really serious, though, when I stared into her eyes. “If I fuck you, will it hurt?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Are you hurting now?”

She scrunched up her nose. “Yeah.”

“Hmm,” I mused, pressing my hard cock against her. “Maybe it’ll help.”

She looked skeptical. “My periods have always been debilitating. That was semi-why I pursued a job at home. I mean, after you showing up at my job and accusing me of harming Leo and I got fired. I had another job. But then the one at home popped up right when I’d started my period one day, and I thought…what’s the worst that can happen? Now I’m able to use the hot water bottle if I need it. Lie down. Stand up. Take a bath. All while working.”

I felt bad about getting her fired, even if that hadn’t been my intention. I’d just been doing my job.

Later, I’d get her to tell me everything about Leo and what he’d done to her. What she suspected him of.

But for now…

“Come here,” I rasped, pulling her to me.

She did, zero hesitation.

I turned her around, then lifted her right leg to rest on the kick-out that she used to shave her legs on.

Then she leaned forward, placing her hands against the wall.

I snaked my hand around her front, finding her clit, and slowly massaging circles around the tight bud.

She moaned, pressing her head to the wall.

I saw the goose bumps covering her skin, so I moved the showerhead to the left of me so that it sprayed her body but not her face so she didn’t drown.

She hissed in a breath as I sped up the circles.

With my other hand, I slid my fingers inside of her, not moving them, but giving her pussy something to grip.

“Yes,” she breathed. “More of that.”

I was slow and deliberate with my movements, not wanting to hurt her in any way. Though, I did take all the cues that she was giving and use them.

“I think I need your cock,” she exhaled, pushing her butt against my hand. “I need more.”

If she was asking for my cock, she was ready.

I removed my fingers, grasping her hips with one hand, then gripped my cock with the bloody fingers of the other to slowly guide it inside of her.

The water from the showerhead washed the red off, but I paid it no mind as I pushed my way inside of her.

“That feels so good,” she admitted. “I need more.”

Then she looked at me over her shoulder with those pleading eyes, and I forgot how to breathe.

To think.

All I could do was react instinctively.

I fucked her then, probably too hard and fast.