AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I see you, all the parts you are. All you have been and are going to be with me.”
“Don’t they scare you?” he asks, his voice softly trembling.
I shake my head, kissing the side of his mouth over the scar, all the way up to his eye. “No,” I whisper. “They are you, and you’re hot as hell.”
He raises one brow and scratches the back of his head like he’s nervous. “Hot as hell, huh?”
I nod, biting on my bottom lip.
“Now turn around, kitten,” he repeats, turning me in the process and pushing me against his desk while I gasp. “You okay?” he asks, kissing the shell of my ear.
I nod again. “I am, Sum.”
“I will take it slow,” he promises, his hands moving down my body. I softly start to shake from the anticipation of having him take what he wants from me, from us. And I love him for all that he is, all his scars, some you can see and others you can’t. I love every line, every ridge, every broken part that’s all him.
Summer
I kick her legs open as far as she can take it and look at her shaking body. Forcing up her shirt, revealing her naked back underneath, I grin. She isn’t wearing a bra, my dirty little kitten. Licking her spine, I taste the salt of her skin, my eyes traveling to the back of my head while she moans. I reach between her body and the desk, and she laughs when I struggle to open the zipper of her skirt because my hands are shaking so much from the anticipation. I can’t hurt her, not when she’s still recovering from her wounds.
“Don’t take it easy, Sum, I can take it,” she promises. She is so strong, and all mine.
“Are you sure, baby?” I ask as her hands cover my own while she helps me slip her skirt down. I run my fingers over the scars on her side and fight against the anger consuming my body when I think about what he did to her.
I shove my pants down, praying I’m not going to hurt her as I nuzzle the back of her neck. Kissing her shoulder, she leans into me, and I hold her for a while. We stand there, not saying anything. I run my eyes down her body, loving how she trembles for me. Her back arches the moment my lips touch her spine.
“Please,” she begs, while I trail my fingers through the cream running down the inside of her leg and push them in my mouth, tasting her on my lips. And fuck, I missed this.
I was a mess while she was gone. My brothers begged me to crawl back to her on my knees and ask her to stay by my side. I should have done it the day after she left, but I wanted her to say the words I longed to hear. I felt it the moment she walked into my life, but looking at her each day, that is the real love I’ve searched for all my life. She gets all the broken parts of me and loves me without anything standing between us. And I love her for everything, the artist she is, and the love of my life. She gives me a reason to live every single day.
I snap out of my daydreaming while she begs for me to make her come. Pressing myself against her, I grab her hips. She moans and wiggles her ass, so my dick slips a little lower, and fuck me, her arousal is dripping down her left leg. She keeps trembling, and I purr, the sound coming from deep within. I line my cock with her opening and slam my hips forward, loving how she swallows me almost to the hilt. She lets out a stream of cusswords, and I grin, looking at our reflection in the windows and the city beyond that.
“Look how good we fit,” I tell her. She shakes her head, but I turn her toward my mouth and kiss her lips. She screams the moment I slam inside. I recognize the want in her hoarse voice as I pull out and disappear inside again.
Pressing my lips against her ear, I whisper, “You like it, don’t pretend otherwise. Take it all like a good girl.”
“Please don’t stop,” she pleads, her body shuddering while I slam into her over and over.
“Yes,” I moan, my hands digging in her hips, loving how bruised they will look in the morning. She whimpers and arches her back. I know I’m hurting her, but I don’t care. I need this, and she needs it as much as I do, my dirty little kitten.
Storm
He kicks my legs further apart as he picks up his pace, slamming his hips against me. My pussy is milking his cock, wanting to make him come, to make me come. It’s so dirty the way he swears in my ear, how he kissed my spine, and how he licked at my cream. He slips out of me and swears, slamming back inside. I try to clutch at the table, making the pain stop, but the way he impales me on his cock, I also know this was always part of the deal. Having him fuck me how he wants, even if it means hurting me in the process like he’s doing now as his hands dig in my hips, leaving bruises. I love every second of it when his possessive glare lands on mine.
My body doesn’t seem to care, I’m so wet, and it feels so good. He’s so big, and the way he grabs onto my hair, pulling me back against his stomach has me seeing stars. I’m so close, I need him to shatter me, to make it hurt, to make me come.
I sink down on his cock and his hips stutter. “That’s it, kitten, show me how much you want it to hurt.” His voice is thick and hoarse as he’s slapping my ass hard, over and over, until I’m begging him to stop. Summer keeps plowing into me while he reaches for my clit and pinches it hard, and I come, screaming against the table while he keeps fucking me until he stills as his cum fills my core and spills down my shaking legs. He falls on top of me, repeating my name like a mantra, and I love it, like I love him.
Summer
I can’t believe she loves me, I think, as I watch the sunlight hit her face.
“What?” she whispers, running her fingers over the line of my brows while she sits up.
I run both hands through my hair. “I was thinking about last night, when you visited me at the office.”
Her cheeks flush. “I hope your brothers didn’t hear us.”
I chuckle. “I bet they did,” I tease, and waggle my brows.
Laughing out loud, she slaps me against my stomach, and I capture her hand in mine, linking our fingers together. And I know in this moment what true happiness is. I feel it each day when I wake up and she’s lying next to me. I may be a scarred monster who couldn’t stand the light, but she gave it back to me.
She gave me herself when she thought I had everything, and I’ll give her my heart each day in return, because my life was empty without her in it. People say you can’t have anyone complete you, but fuck that, she completes me each day.
She sold herself to me, and I paid with my heart in the end. I might be the shadow people fear in the dark, but she is the lightning, the storm who turned my world upside down. I was broken before her, trying to piece the parts I thought I’d lost back together. It took her to teach me my scars don’t define me. I might be broken, but to her, I’m whole and made up of all the pieces she helped me glue back together.
She has all of me, and she’s mine forever.
We both faked how much our hearts longed for each other the moment we met. In the end, we couldn’t fake our love.
She has every part of my scarred heart, and I have hers, until my last breath.
