In the dimly lit room, he approached her.
"I know you're scared, but I'll say it again. I'm not going to hurt you. Finish rinsing your hair."
Laura was leaning against the wall. The tile was cold, but even that didn't bother her. She felt powerless before him.
"Laura, come on, dear. You're safe with me. I'm your husband, I will never hurt you, and I promise to respect when you say no."
Laura did as he asked. Even in the semi-darkness it was possible to see the outline of her body, and when she raised her arms to touch her hair, her breasts became even more visible, making Marco strive not to show any reaction, otherwise it would make her even more frightened.
When she finished with her hair, he moved even closer to Laura. The air was filled with the coconut scent of her shampoo, whic
