Chapter 16. Confession

"Oh God Ian, please..." she was pushing herself upwards as he was licking and sucking her nipples. He was carefully maneuvering himself above her, trying not to touch her bruise. They were carved deep into his mind, he was secretly bubbling with the need to kill the guy if she hadn't already killed him already. 

She was shyly helping him took off his shirt and feast herself on his beautiful manly body, he was getting hard when her hands trailed his chest. She bit her lip feeling that he was liking her simple touches, it was making her want him even more. 

"Ian... more..."

He was kissing her under her tits where the purplish color bruise had started to change to a lighter color. His hand grazed her greenish color hip and caressed it, wishing that he had the power to take it all away from her. 

He had been hit before, he had these kinds of bruises before and he knows exactly how much it hurts. And this beautiful woman had acted as if she was not