Chapter 29

Rebecca stood under the shower, enjoying the warm water streaming down her hair, face, and body. She could still feel the throbbing sensation between her legs from the lovemaking session earlier. William was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

 Rebecca turned on the shower full blast, allowing the water to flow down between her breasts onto her hips and between her thighs. Under the splashes of hot water, her breasts which were already red and swollen from William’s touch became even more sensitive. Her nipples were pebbled and hard again, and she squeezed her legs together trying to get a grip of herself. Memories of how William had claimed her came rushing back, making her spew with desire once more. Unbeknownst to her, creamy white liquid began seeping down her thighs.

 She groaned in frustration, trying to shake off the growing need and tried to focus on washing off the residues of the ice cream from her body, but as she did, her fingers unconsciously travelled down between her legs. She pressed a finger against her now swollen clit, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

***

 With a bath towel wrapped around his waistline, William arranged the shining fork and knives on the dining table. He had prepared beef steak for them, well done for her and medium rare for him and was about to call out for Rebecca when he heard her phone ring.

 He walked over to Rebecca’s backpack which laid unobtrusively against the main door and took out her phone. It was an old iPhone 10 but was otherwise in good condition. He looked at the screen and saw that someone named Jean was trying to call Rebecca.

 William answered the call.

 “Hello,” he greeted her casually.

 A hesitant voice answered, “Uh…hi…where’s Becks?”

 With the phone in his hand, he strode over to the bathroom where Rebecca was taking a shower and called out, putting the phone on speaker mode, “Rebecca, a Jean is on the phone!”

 The bathroom was separated from the master bedroom by frosted glass and from where he stood, he could see the curves of her body. She sounded surprised by his voice, “Uh…Hi Jean! I’m kinda busy right now, I’ll call you back later okay?” Her voice seemed strangely breathless to William, piquing his interest.

 “Oh…uh…alright. Make sure you call me back,” Jean answered. William ended the call and tossed the phone on the silken bed.

 “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me,” he lied, walking a few steps away but stopped short before he went out the door.

Quietly, he traced his steps back to the bathroom and slowly opened the glass door, allowing himself a full view of Rebecca. The sight of a naked Rebecca plastered wet under the hot shower pushed him over the edge.

 He could see that her eyes were closed, not noticing his presence. William smiled as savored the full sight of Rebecca, her face was flushed from the hot water. 

Rebecca was quietly moaning as she slipped a second finger into her wet cavern, sparking a sensual shiver down her spine. And yet before she could completely push her fingers in, she heard a low growl, causing her eyes to snap open.

It was William, he was standing in the doorway and his eyes intimidated her. They ablaze with desire. Quickly pulling out her hand, she tried to reach for her towel to shield herself from the shame of being caught in the act. But from the corner of her eyes, she saw something she did not expect, William was aroused.

 She started to explain herself, but he stormed towards her, taking her by surprise and yanking off both her towel and his.

“Having fun by yourself?” he growled, grabbing her rather roughly by her shoulders with his large hands. He whirled her around before kneeling her from the back, forcing her to go down on all fours.

 "William!” she gasped as her palms slammed onto the bathroom floor.

Ignoring her words, he grabbed her hips and lifted them slightly before easing his erection seamlessly into her already wet cocoon. William leaned over her shoulders and whispered possessively into her ears as water flowed down her face, “You are mine, you hear?”

Her cavern was wet and constricted, making absolutely no space for his enormous manhood within her. She was just too tight. He pulled out and slammed into her this time, stretching her open. The force he applied caused her to slip and land on her elbow.

 He heard her cough a little from the water, but his mind was too consumed by the sight of her naked wet body writing underneath him. He needed more of her.

 With one hand, William continued holding her hips close against him as he continued pumping into her, his balls slamming against her glistening hips. With his other hand, he rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples, driving her wild in ways only he knew how.

 And as the steam rose from the shower, William showed her no mercy, thrusting himself into her again and again as she clawed the bathroom floor, crying from the pain and moaning from the pleasure until he found release again.

***

Down below, an elegant silver-haired woman stepped out of her Porsche. She looked up at the Woolworths Tower, her eyes narrowing in anger.

 She marched into the lobby, not bothering to wait for the bellboy, surprising the jolly female staff from behind the counter.

 “Mrs. Silverman!” the staff gasped, surprised by the presence of the older woman.

 “Take me to William,” her voice boomed across the lobby.

 “Y-yes, ma’am,” the smile left the staff’s face, and she quickly ushered the woman into the elevator.