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As I get out of the tub, I suddenly become aware of my nakedness and quickly wrap a towel around my waist. I grab a towel for Vic and she steps into it letting me wrap it around her. Her beauty nearly takes my breath away. Her arms slink around my waist and she tip toes up to kiss my lips, "Thank you for this. All of this." I'm falling into her eyes and smile as I finally kiss her the way I have wanted to for so long. The heat from her mouth is in contrast to the coolness of the tile floor and I can feel the shiver down her back. I think of how much I want her, to feel her, to be inside of her. Vic pulls the back of my hair forcing me closer.
I look into her eyes and am reassured by her rapid breathing that she wants me just as much. Vic pulls the towel from around my waist and drops hers to the floor next to mine. I can't resist any longer.
"Vic, I've waited so long."
"Oh yeah" she flashes that wicked grin and pushes me against the sink pulling my head down to meet her lips. The hunger in her lips and hands as she searches my body matches the grind of her hips against me. I don't want this to be too quick and it will be as my hands follow every curve of her body.
"I want to feel you, Walt."
Vic pushes closer to me and locks my arm finding the scars on my chest and as she runs her tongue over them I can feel the curiosity brewing in her mind.
"I'm going to find every scar on your body before I am through" as she outlines the matching scar with her free hand and pulls a tuft of hair causing me to wince. I spin Vic around, freeing my arm, bending her over the sink allowing my body to fold with her pinning her hands in place on the countertop. I find the curve and gently bite her neck running my tongue over the mark as she groans.
She looks at me through the mirror and struggles to free her arms but I press a little harder against her and she falls into my rhythm. A slow and steady pace. My tongue works its way up to her ear and my warm breath hovers over it and I softly whisper, "Just let go, baby, just let go."
I feel her push back attempting to take control, "I'm never going to hurt you, Vic. No one will ever hurt you again." I find the front of her neck and gently lace it with kisses as her moans become louder and her head falls back onto my shoulder. I feel the pulses in her body and she presses back in one last attempt to take control but I want to please her and to free her first before I ever enter inside of her so I grip her a littler harder.
Her lips are next to my ear, "Wa….Walt" she can barely speak and she is fighting the sensations in her body, "What the…." I suck just a little harder and she presses against my shoulder, not in resistance, but because her body is surrendering, I know she's close, she's almost there, just a little harder and a deep groan escapes my throat and her back arches, her shoulders are deep into my chest and I hear it, the guttural scream she's been holding in for so long, her body seizes in the familiar spasm of satisfaction and she slowly relaxes underneath me.
I take in her expression from the mirror's reflection and wrap my arms around her gently resting my head on her shoulder. She looks at me; we look at each other, she turns to face me, her tongue dissolves in my mouth as she consumes me.
Her eyes are half open and half glazed, "I can't stand it, Walt, please make love to me."
We make our way to the bedroom, and I do as she pleases, finding every shape and exploring every inch of her body. Her surrender is complete and her appetite is satisfied, at least for now. Before falling asleep, with my arms around her, she promises to find all my scars in the morning. Somewhere during the night I tell her that I love her because it is true. It has been true for a long time.