He twisted it in his fist and pulled back towards him.“Don’t ever step away,” he snarled. His hand tightened in her hair.“I won’t,” she sa...d. Her heart was racing.Nick snorted, clearly not believing her. With one hand still in her hair, he placed the other on her breast. His palm was over her nipple as the rest of his fingers closed around her breast. Amaya hissed through her teeth as he squeezed her breast painfully tighlyt. She didn’t resist, though. She wasn’t sure if it was because of her. "Just because of the season, we need to be getting hot on this, but if everything goes all right, we should be able to move in by the time the snow flies. No promises about it being before the baby comes, but there's a chance." It would be nice," she sighed. "But however it works out, I'm going to enjoy being here with you for the summer, and even if we don't get to live in the house right away, it'll be nice to know it's there waiting."The thought almost stopped him. "You mean they may. My wife had a sex bomb figure when we married. Now in her thirties, apart from being a bit plumper and her breasts bigger her figure’s still pretty hot with good legs, big but firm boobs and a neat little bush of dark brown pubes between her thighs. We’d got each other nude and I was slowly working her up hot, kissing her breasts and flicking her nipples with my tongue, gently massaging her furry sex mound and stroking her vagina lips. She was doing the same for me, stroking the inside tops of. ..Sitting in the warm water, the steam helping to moisten my parched mouth I manage to reply ‘Yes Master James I understand’‘Good girl’That seems to be what he wants to hear as he passes me a soft sponge and sits on the side of the tub, watching me intently. Washing in front of him makes me want to howl. My body is bruised and marked from the hell he put me through last night and yet now he is here watching me like a lover. The tears fall silently as I attempt to sooth my wrecked body, amazed.