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Pushing my hand beneath the fabric, I ran them over his abs and up to his chest. Reaching around him, I grazed my other hand up his back. His skin was bumpy from what felt like scars. His body stiffened but he still didn’t push me away.
“I never felt these the other night,” I murmured, looking up at him then.
“That was the point,” he said, his voice raspy.
“You were keeping them from me?” I asked, pulling my hands free from beneath the fabric and starting to unbutton his shirt.
“I was.” His hands wrapped around my wrists, stopping me. “I was trying to make it so you wouldn’t worry about me because I knew you would. If I told you all the shit I’ve been through…” His voice became thick. “You would worry.”
I met his gaze.
His eyes pierced into me.
Getting a sense of bravery, I pulled my hands from his and continued unbuttoning his shirt. When I reached the last one, I licked my lips. I couldn’t see him in great detail because of the darkness but I remembered him from the night before. Although I had never known about the scars on his back. A flutter of disappointment traveled through me.
Zach reached around me and opened the back door. “Get in and lay down.”
I did as I was told, laying on the back seat of his SUV.
He crawled in after me, leaving the door open to keep the light on. “Touch me.”
My breath caught in my throat. Brushing my fingers inside his shirt, I pushed it off his strong shoulders. I swallowed hard. Bumpy ridges coated his back like he had been stung by hundreds of bees. My heart jumped, my chest tightening at what could have happened to him.
“I was burnt over and over again. By lighters. Cigarettes. Candles. That’s why they’re all different sizes,” he explained, his voice strained.
A hard lump lodged its way into my throat. “I had no idea. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, Luna. You weren’t the one who burned me.”
“No…I wasn’t but I’m still sorry.” I pushed the shirt farther down his back, replacing it with my hands. Placing a soft peck on his shoulder, I trailed soft kisses along the strong muscle to the side of his thick neck.
“I’ve never let anyone touch me before,” he murmured, his breath fanning my face. “When I had sex, I would be in control. I would pin them down and not let them run their hands over my body but you…” His breath caught. “With you, Luna, I want your hands on my skin. Your nails in my flesh. I want to feel you all over me.”
“Is that why you never go swimming?” I asked, brushing my thumbs over his nipples.
“Yeah.” His teeth sunk into my shoulder. “And why I don’t like being naked.”
“Why are you showing me then?” I didn’t want him to feel like he had to.
He leaned on his elbows on either side of my head and brushed a hand over my hair. “I trust you, Moonbeam.”
Zach
LUNA’S EYES SHONE ASsoon as those words left my mouth. “I’m sorry for what happened to you,” she said, the sadness in her eyes quickly becoming hard with fury.
I swallowed over the lump that had suddenly lodged its way in my throat. I never had a woman sympathize with what I had been through. Unless it was my mom, but she didn’t count. As much as I appreciated what she and my dad had done for me, it was never enough. All the women I had been with didn’t want to know me. They wanted my dick and that was it. I always assumed Luna would be the same way and I knew I shouldn’t have when it came to her. She wasn’t like the rest.
She still didn’t know my whole history and I wasn’t sure if I would ever be able to tell her. But one day at a time, piece by piece, I would try and open up. I would try and show her that I was good enough. That I deserved her, no matter what.
“You’re getting this one for—”
I winced but when Luna’s hands came into contact with my bare skin, that soft touch drowned out the noise of my stepmother.
My body tensed as Luna’s fingers continued to trail along my chest.
“I like the way your muscles feel beneath my touch,” Luna whispered, kissing my collarbone.
The lack of control suddenly slammed into me. In a quick move, I wrapped a hand around her throat and forced her head back.
