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All thoughts about what to do next are driven away by the need for each other, by the love we know we can depend on.
My tongue snakes out to trace her plump bottom lip and I carry her away from the window. She tries to catch me in a kiss but I grin before tossing her onto the bed. Her surprised chuckle loosens the knot that’s been tightening in my chest. The amused sound and the playful light in her eyes a balm to my soul.
I stalk toward her and she straightens from where I threw her, the playfulness in her expression morphing into heat and desire. She smirks as my knees hit the edge of the bed and I crawl from the foot of it until I have her settled underneath me.
“I think this is the first time you’ve actually gotten me in bed, Bossman,” she teases, unbuttoning my shirt and pushing it off my shoulders.
“Not the first time,” I counter and drop a kiss to her forehead. “And it won’t be the last.” I wink. The blush that rises to her cheeks at the reminder of our first time gives me one of those rare glimpses into the girl she used to be.
Letty’s fingers rove over my chest and down my abs until she manages to get my belt undone and slip her hands beneath my waistband and squeeze my dick in those perfectly long fingers of hers. I groan, pushing into her touch before I snap out of it.
“Not today, Letty.” I pull her away from me and rise to quickly remove my pants. She watches me the whole while, laid back and spread out, a hungry look in her eyes. All the earlier tension that lined her face is nowhere to be seen as she eats me alive with her gaze.
I take my time stripping her, kissing her skin as I expose it. Running my tongue along her curves as they’re revealed to me. Her shuddering sighs the only sound in the room. Throwing her bra to the floor behind me, I twirl my tongue around her nipple, enjoying the way the ball of my piercing circles the rapidly hardening bud.
Her back arches into the touch and my hands wander down her stomach and to the waistband of her jeans. She groans her protest when I abandon her nipple to remove her pants, but I need her fully bare under me to continue my endless exploration of her body.
For once, she’s not fighting me. Giving me total control as she lies back and gives me full range to do with her as I please. Every second that ticks by with my hands on her body eases each and every thought that has been haunting me. Letty is here. Whole and with me. She’ll always bear the wounds of her past, but she isn’t shattered, she’s just scarred. It makes her all that much more perfect for me.
My lips brush over the ink decorating the scar down her sternum as I kiss down her chest and belly to reach the apex of her thighs. My tongue ring flicks over her clit, her scent and taste flooding my senses, washing away everything that isn’t her.
Scar moans my name as I lap at her cunt, worshipping her with each flick of my tongue but not giving her enough to come. I want to savor her, need to memorize every inch of her body over again before I can give us what we both need.
Her hips undulate in a silent plea for more as she begins to drip with her arousal. I rub my face over her pussy, wearing her scent like my favorite cologne before moving back up her body to steal her lips in a kiss. I share the taste of herself with her and she moans into my mouth as I spear my tongue into her mouth, fucking her with it like I soon will be doing elsewhere. She grips my shoulders with her hands, her sharp nails dig into my skin, sparking my need higher with the edge of pain.
I cup her breasts in my hands, running my thumbs over her nipples as I deepen our kiss. The clink of metal against her teeth makes me shudder and she grips me tighter. I pull away from her mouth, and stare down at her heavy-lidded eyes and puffy lips, pride and possessiveness blooming in my chest as I do.
A smile pulls at her swollen lips and I can’t help but smile back down at her. I tweak her nipples between my fingers and huff a small laugh at her moan as her body arches off the bed.
“Think I could make you come from your nipples alone?”
Her eyes widen as a delicious smirk takes the place of her soft smile from a moment ago. “You won’t know until you try,” she challenges.
Challenge accepted.
I readjust my body over hers to give me the best possible access to her perky tits and get to work. My mouth covers one nipple as I use my fingers to pinch and pluck the other one. I alternate back and forth between the two, changing up the tempo just as she gets used to what I’m doing. Dancing on the line between pain and pleasure, I go back and forth from soft touches, to bites and pinches. Taking her by surprise as I memorize the sound of her heavy breathing and husky moans, adjusting my ministrations based on her sounds. My name has never sounded so sweet.
It takes a lot longer to get her to reach the climax, but fuck is it worth it as her body tenses under me. I sink my teeth into her sensitive flesh as her body shakes and writhes under mine. Small convulsions wrack through her and I watch in awe of the ecstasy flashing across her face. We don’t take it this slow often enough. We never have the time to, but I need to change that.
As the last of her orgasm washes over her, I line myself up with her cunt and before it’s even over, I push into her in one smooth thrust.
I was wrong.
I thought my name couldn’t sound any sweeter than it did earlier, but the way she screams for me as her cunt clenches around me is even better. Warm, wet heat slides down my dick and her nails dig into my back. The thought of wearing her marks makes my dick twitch inside of her. There’s almost nothing I want more than to pound into her, to lose myself with reckless abandon and take her in a way that will ensure she will still be feeling me tomorrow.
Almost.
I’ve enjoyed the lazy sensual pace we’ve had as we’ve touched every inch of each other’s bodies though. The gentle caresses mixed in with bursts of pain without the rush or sense of urgency. Passion still burns hot between us, but rather than the usual explosion, it flickers brightly like the soothing embers of a forgotten fire.
We could easily stoke it back to life and roaring flames that could threaten to engulf us both, but there’s something beautiful about the warm glow shared in these soft moments. Our hardened edges are not so jagged in the dying light. Hidden in shadows of our own making where we’ve built our home.
I slowly pull out of her, the piercing at my tip dragging along her walls, sparking heat in both of us, until I’m almost completely separated from her before pushing all the way back in. An easy rock of my hips that heightens the smallest of touches between us. Our eyes stay locked, as her arms stay wound around me.
Emotions dance in her eyes and neither of us needs any words to feel the love and connection wrapping around both our hearts. She lifts her hips in a slow, undulating rhythm to match mine thrust for thrust. My nerve endings flare with every stroke until we both find our release together in a mess of limbs, sweat, and heavy breathing.
Her pussy clenches around me, making my vision white out as my body tenses and I come inside her, her orgasm milking the last bit of mine out of me and I collapse on top of her as I try to catch my breath.
She lays under me, sated as I wrap myself around her, holding her close to my chest. As if I’ll be able to protect her from everything by keeping her here. Maybe Scar isn’t the only one who needs to learn not to run when shit gets hard. We could have talked this all out weeks ago.
