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He pushes my hair over my shoulder and presses an open-mouthed kiss to my neck, making me shiver. I feel his hands pushing my dress over my shoulders, sliding it down, and I close my eyes, waiting for the sound of dismay at seeing the thousand scars on my back.
The dress pools at my feet and my eyes are squeezed shut as I bare myself to him, clad only in a strapless bra.
He doesn’t make a sound as he stares at my back. “Who did this?” His breath on my skin is as hot as the cold rage simmering in his voice.
“You don’t know him,” I say, softly, and a surprised gasp is torn from me when his hand circles my throat in a possessive move and he murmurs in my ear, his voice filled with menace, “You’re going to give me a name after. I’m going to hunt him down and rip his skin from his body to show him what it feels like. And then I’ll keep going to teach him what happens to someone who touches what’s mine.”
The vengeful words spoken so softly in my ear ring true and I shudder. “I can’t let you do that. You’re not going to prison again, for me.”
His hand tightens on my throat and my lips part my breath is ragged. There is something so erotic about the way he’s holding me that my abdomen tingles. “Caleb.”
“After,” he promises.
I suddenly fear for the men who did this to me. “I thought you were going to take care of me,” I taunt him, wanting to change this line of conversation.
“Oh, I will.” He pulls back, releasing my throat.
Unexpectedly, I miss his hand on my neck.
“First, I want to do this.”
I feel his mouth on my scars and my lower lip quivers, tears burning in my eyes. “D-Don’t do that.”
But he doesn’t stop, his mouth touching, gently, worshipful, on each scar, each bit of ugly upraised skin.
I choke back on a sob, unable to handle how he’s treating me so reverently. “Caleb.”
He makes a small humming sound as his mouth descends on another scar at the very bottom and my back arches, my nipples tightening at the way his hands tighten on my waist as he sucks and nips and kisses my back. “I—” His thumbs hook on the edges of my panties and I stiffen.
“Trust me?”
I let him pull them down and I step out of them, gingerly.
My back is to him and it makes me feel even more vulnerable. I have the urge to turn around face him. Before the thought can complete in my head, I’m being turned around.
Gold flecks sparkle in his amber eyes as they roam over my body in a way that has me blushing fiercely. “Stop that.” My hands go to cover my lower region.
He stops their descent. “No. Let me look.”
Reluctant, I let him pull my hands to his shirt and I understand what he wants. My fingers quickly unbutton his shirt, pushing it aside, and he shrugs it off until it’s a heap on the ground. I look up at him before I splay my fingers on his chest, curling it into the crispy dark hair on it. I keep petting his chest, fascinated.
As my hands move lower, Caleb traps them with his own, “No.”
“But…” I stop myself from the edge of the complaint.
He laughs with a raspy sexy sound. “Come here.”
His hand is on my back and abruptly, I’m plastered to him as he kisses me, almost sweetly. His kisses have a drugging effect on me. I can’t get enough of them. I feel his fingers move on my back and then my bra is free, falling down, and then his mouth is on my neck and I can’t think anymore.
He’s licking my neck, kissing it, biting my skin in a way that is sure to leave marks. A whimper leaves my throat as he then lightly runs his tongue over my ear and whispers, “You really are incredibly charming like this.” He bites down on the lobe and I make a garbled sound, his touch making my skin burn.
And then, I’m whirled around, my bare back pressed flush against his naked chest and it’s doing all sorts of things to me and I can feel something churning inside me, something building.
His hands move to cup my full breasts and he toys with the nipples. My head rests on his shoulders as I gasp out each time he tugs on my pebbled nipples. When he twists them almost painfully, my lips part and I let out a low keening sound. I can feel the wetness between my legs and I quiver in his strong arms as he holds me upright, his mouth on my neck, my shoulder, his hands twisting and tugging at my breasts, making me feel things I’ve never felt before.
He pushes my legs apart with his thick thigh and then I’m riding it, mindlessly, unable to handle the pleasure coursing through me.
I want.
