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The nightmares…are something we’ve both had to deal with. And although this tiny pixie of a woman liked to starfish and take up every bit of space on the bed, having her there makes a huge difference.
Aria twists, nudging her uninjured hip against my crotch and grinding away. “Get back here and into your body, Devan. I want to use it. There are a few things I’d like to try.”
I chuckle. “Is there? Someone is feeling adventurous today.”
“It marks a milestone for both of us, I like to think,” she admits as she bites down on her lower lip. The movement draws my attention, and all I want to do is suck her lip into my mouth and ravage her.
Which I plan to do repeatedly.
“What kind of milestone do you want to celebrate, my little redhead?” I ask.
“You’re the first boyfriend I’ve ever really had. And we've been together for a whole month, officially.”
“And you want to celebrate with sex.”
She turns around but grabs my hand, pulling me behind her toward our bedroom. “Sex, sure, but something else.”
She makes it through the door first, and I take a moment to close it behind us. It’s something neither one of us really thinks about, but both need, unspoken. The privacy of a closed door after our experience in the alley.
Too much fucked-up shit for me to fully unpack yet, to fully understand.
Rather than going straight for her body the way she halfway expects me to, I cup her chin in my hands to lift her face to mine. And holding eye contact, I dip my lips to hers, capturing them for a kiss. Tasting her and bringing her into me. She sighs. Melts. Sinks into me and slowly lifts her arms to hook them around my neck.
“The things you do to me,” she mutters.
“The things I plan to do to you are just as sweet.”
“And if I don’t want sweet?”
“Then I will give you everything you want and everything you deserve in the best possible way.”
She shifts her head to draw my attention to the bed and the pile of silk scarfs nestled near the pillow. “Tie me up.”
“No.” It’s an automatic gut reaction to her request. No. Not after what she’s survived, what that sociopathic fuck put her through. I hadn’t been the gentlest lover with her before that experience, and now I’ll be damned if I bring her anything even remotely resembling chaos.
“Look.” She holds my cheeks the same way I did hers a moment ago. “I trust you, Tough Guy. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone before. I want to replace those bad memories with good ones, and you are the only one who can do it for me. With love.”
“We don’t have to go the BDSM route just yet. We can work our way up to it, if you want, down the road.”
“No, Devan.” She blows out a breath, and her lips pout seductively. My dick gives a wiggle to let me know he’s still there and he’s anxious to get to work.
“I’m sure. I want to do this now. With someone who loves and respects me. Please.”
There is no way to resist her. Anything she asks of me, I’ll deliver, and I have to admit the thought of her wrapped in nothing but silk with her breasts pushed out makes me want to come early.
I kiss her again, absorbing her inhalation inside of me before I maneuver her toward the bed. She stares at me as I push her top down from one shoulder, kissing it, and then the other.
Her scars have healed to the best of her body’s ability, but there are those she’ll carry with her for the rest of her life. Things seen and unseen.
I slowly remove her shirt, kissing my way along her scars. Aria isn’t the type of person to let them define her. It doesn’t take a genius to understand she’s still a little insecure. So once she’s bare for me, her breasts out in the open and her nipples hard, I kiss her. Kiss her like I’ll suffocate without her, like I can’t get enough of her. The kind of kiss you feel with your whole body instead of your lips alone.
She takes the kiss from deep to demanding, ravaging, her tongue twisting along mine in a way that brings my dick fully to attention, entirely uncomfortable. The way it will stay until I bury myself inside of her.
She grabs the back of my head to keep me in place, her other hand stroking a line down my neck, my chest.
I break away to latch onto one of her nipples and suck the bud greedily into my mouth.
“Fuck, Devan.”
