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Two fingers round my entrance, before sliding in. My breath hitches, back arched. I close my eyes, only to quickly open them again out of fear of missing a single expression on his face.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think we’d be here. All the pushing, shoving, fighting, hating, and years of pent-up sexual tension…and here we are, bringing every emotion to the surface in a non-combative way.
The gentleness of his fingers inside me are such a tease. I’m desperate for more. I grab his hand—his injured hand that’s between my legs—and he winces. But I don't stop. I force him deeper inside me, and when his fingers flex, I keep my hand over his.
Neo trails his lips down my collarbone, sucking and kissing, never missing an inch of my skin. When he reaches my breast, his teeth graze my nipple. My back lifts off the bed and I caress the back of his head, running my fingers through his messy, dark hair.
He moves to the other breast, giving it the same attention.
When his fingers curl, delving deeper and deeper, hitting just the right nerves, I cry out, “Oh god.”
He keeps going, digging farther inside me, while adding a third finger. My hips buck up, seeking friction, while moans and whimpers slip through my lips. His mouth moves up to mine, our lips ghosting one another’s,and I fill my lungs with each of his exhales.
His fingers pump faster, harder, his bloody, injured knuckles grating against my sex.
My body flushes with heat, every cell on fire, and I cry out as I reach the height of my orgasm. Neo silences me with a searing kiss, and even once I come down, body relaxed, he doesn’t stop kissing me. Minutes pass, intensifying this moment, and it’s now that I realize, there’s no way I’m ever letting him go.
Just the thought of him being with another girl stirs jealousy inside me. The idea of anyone else sharing a moment like this with Neo makes my heart plunge into my stomach. I can’t imagine him giving himself to another the way he has me. His raw, wounded, open heart is mine for the taking.
Neo slides on top of me, our kissing never breaking, and on a deep inhale, he slides his cock inside me. My legs spread, making room for him as he settles between my thighs.
Just as he does, he pulls his mouth away, and his head lifts.“I want you to be mine, Scar. Let me protect you and your secrets. Only me. No one else.”
It’s ironic that those words are even leaving his mouth after the thoughts I just had. Was he thinking the same thing? That the idea of me being with another guy is unfathomable.
But just like I couldn't commit to staying away from Neo, I can’t make him a promise that I’ll be his and his alone.
His body slides up and down mine, his cock filling me up, then leaving me, only to repeat the process again and again.
“I can’t,” I tell him honestly. His motions slow, and I elaborate on my response. “I want you, Neo, but I want them, too.”
His tongue parts his lips, eyes dancing across my mouth. “Tonight, it’s only us. No one else.”
I nod because, that, I can agree on.
He moves onto his knees and brings my legs over his forearms, holding them in place, then he picks up his speed again. Each second that passes has him moving faster and faster. His mouth falls open and our eyes lock. I watch every expression and listen to every groan that seeps out of his mouth, taking it all in. And when he pulls out and milks himself on my stomach, covering Jagger and Crew’s dried cum from last night, I feel content.
There’s a slight moment of panic. A feeling of distrust when I come to terms with the possibility that this was a game to him. He could climb off me and kick me out of his room, while laughing at me and my whorish ways. It’s something Neo would do. Fear ripples through me, twisting my stomach into tight knots. But when he leans forward, hands pressed to the mattress on either side of me, and a smile lifts his cheeks, I finally let out the long breath I’ve been holding in.
He kisses my lips softly then says, “I want to be better, and it starts with you.”
ChapterTwenty-Nine
SCAR
Content.That’s how I feel leaving Neo’s room this morning. Finally, I see everything clearly. For once, I know exactly what I want.
I want all three of them.
Crew: My childhood crush whose hugs feel like home. He’s the one who I know will always be there for me no matter what.
Jagger: My first kiss, who makes me feel adored and wanted. He’s got a smile that lights up a room and eyes that melt my soul.
Neo: My villain. The bruised and battered guy who hates everyone, but for some reason, decided he doesn’t hate me. I want to fix him. Show him what love can feel like. Then I want to keep him, just the way he is. Dark parts, scars, and all.
Yeah. I want all three of them and I’m not sure I can settle for any less. Never in a million years did I think Neo would make a home in my heart, but today, I think he did. I finally saw him for who he truly is. No masks. No bullshit. No facade. I saw a guy who’s been through hell. Who’s lived his life trying to please his father, and finally, he said fuck it. If anything, I’m really damn proud of him. Now I just hope he means it when he says he’s ready to take back his life. And even more so, I’m grateful that he believes it starts with me. I have no intention of letting him down.
Once I’m all bundled in my winter gear, I head downstairs to meet everyone, including Maddie. When I reach the bottom, I see her seated in her wheelchair, Neo standing behind her holding the handles. His eyes immediately land on mine, and he bites back a smile, rolls his neck and looks down…then steals another glance.
