Romans & histoires Thicker Than Water

Steam thickens the air, turning every breath into fire in my lungs. My back scrapes the wet tile with each savage drive, the sting mixing with the dizzying waves tearing through me. His hand pins my wrists above my head, the other still clamped around my throat. Helpless. Spread open. His to use. The water beats down so hard it stings, plastering my hair to my face. The sound drowns everything except the slap of our bodies colliding. My legs try to cling around him but keep slipping, trembling too violently to hold on but Kieran only pushes harder, dragging me higher up the wall until I feel stretched to breaking.