Fruits! Fucking fruits!
It's like art class all over again. Wait...this is an art class.
It's an art class with tattooed handsome goodness standing in front.
Well, this I can live with.
I started to paint. Sketching my outlines slow then fast, strong strokes keeping my sketch composition proportional.
I can feel him behind me, saying nothing. His warmth hover on top of me. I close my eyes for a moment then sighed. He lower himself, put his tattooed palm on my shoulder and his lips lingers beside my ear.
"Beautiful, nice strong strokes, powerful arch, keep it up Nicolette." He left me abruptly, his deep voice leave me sighing.
Deep breath woman! You can do this! Just paint the fucking fruits!
You can fuck the tattooed handsome goodness later on!
She was admitted by her abusive husband for being suicidal. She was once a strong, and independent woman until she married her highschool love. Who starts tearing her confidence apart, mentally abusing her. Cornering her minds, to suicidal thoughts. While he screws other women in their own home, scaring her mind for life.
Until one day she meet Brent. His rugged behaviour and badboy looks should have make her stay away from him. All the sexual encounters, didn't help her to stay clear of him as she need to protect her heart.
Will Brent love her? while he has his own insecurity towards women. Where he pledge to himself, that he will live happily ever after with his own wealth, and fucks any woman he wants and until his old enough to die.
*Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*