The Broken One

***Andy’s P.O.V***
I let the steaming hot water pour down my body, exhaling deeply as I stand below the shower head, letting the warmth relax my muscles.
It’s not long before I hear the bathroom door open and someone walk in. I peek around the shower curtain and smile as I see Cynthia. The last three days she had barely gotten out of bed and it had been starting to worry me, this seemed like it was a step in the right direction.
“What are you doing?”
I ask closing the shower curtain so the water doesn’t get all over the floor.
“I thought I should take a shower. I didn’t think you would mind”
She says sweetly, faking total innocence and stepping into the shower with me a minute later. She stands in front of me and I lace my arms around her. I step closer so her back is pressed to my stomach. I rest my chin on her head and shut my eyes for a moment, knowing that nothing else in the world could compare to how I feel when I'm with Cynthia.
I lean my head down and kiss her shoulder, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. She turns around so she's facing me and puts her hands on my neck, pulling my lips down to hers.
She moves her lips roughly against mine and presses herself to me, grinding herself against my body, causing a familiar spark of interest in my manhood.
Things get heated quickly and no more than fifteen minutes later, I have Cynthia pushed against the tile wall and am listening to her moan as I suck harshly on her shoulder, purple love bites that are already appearing.
“Andddy”
She groans before I place my mouth back over hers as she starts to forcefully pump my length in her hand. I move my hand down and rub circles into her, making her breath hitch and become faster. I slide a finger in, prepping her already wet hole.
“Just fuck me already”
She says breathlessly. I chuckle and place my hands underneath her butt, pulling her up and holding her against the wall. She wraps her legs tightly around my thighs and throws her arms around my neck.
I guide myself into her and move slowly. She tightens her legs around me, wanting more. I go deeper into her, quickly picking up speed.
She tips her head back against the wall and moans loudly, closing her eyes against the water pouring down on us. I lean forward and kiss her again. She kisses back passionately, as if this is our last time and she wants to make the best of it. I break away after a few seconds.
“I don’t know how much longer I'm gonna last”
I mutter.
“Then come”
She says, just as ready as I am. I pound into her once more before a shiver rolls down my spine and I'm coming into her, her body rigid with her own pleasure. Our eyes meet as we climax in unison. If I weren’t in so much ecstasy, I would have noticed that something about her just didn’t seem right. The look in her eyes was just too lifeless and all too familiar. But unfortunately, the thought quickly disappears as I pull out of her and set her back on her feet.
I enclose her in my arms, both of us breathing heavily and coming down from our euphoria. I let the water wash down over us for a few more minutes before shutting it off and grabbing a towel from the rack just outside the shower. I take the towel and wrap it around Cynthia before reaching back to grab another towel for myself.
We get out of the shower and each of us head into our own bedroom to get clothes. Even though we sleep in the same bed, we never bothered to move our clothes into one closet.
I get done dressing before Cynthia and head down the hall to her room. When I go in she’s standing at the mirror brushing her hair, wearing a pair of black leggings and a baggy Pantera shirt.
“What do you want to do?”
I ask, going over to the window and looking out at the cloudy evening sky.
“I don’t know, I'm tired. Let’s watch a movie or something”
She says as she walks over and stands beside me, watching as small raindrops hit the slowly start to splat against the window.
“I guess I could go for a movie”
I say, taking Cynthia’s hand and walking her out of the room to the stairs.
We go downstairs and get settled down on the couch. Cynthia snuggles up against me and pulls the blanket that’s sitting on the back of the couch down and places it over us. I flip through the movies on Netflix and chose Se7en, one of my favorite movies.
After an hour into the movie, Cynthia either gets bored or too tired to watch because she turns over so she’s facing me and lays her head down on my arm. She closes her eyes only a second after laying back down so I don’t have much time to see, but I could have sworn I saw tears in her eyes. The feeling that something’s wrong comes back to me from earlier. I almost ask her about it but decide to just let her sleep and ask about it later. It’s not like anything could go wrong when she's laying here with me.

Notes

After this chapter I don't think there's going to be many more. I have an idea of what is going to happen and how I'm going to end the story. I'm guessing there will probably only be like 2-3 more chapters. Hope you all enjoyed this one. :)

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