Page 38 of Broken Soul


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“So you left,” she reminds me.

“I still had so much hate inside me. I needed to kill Chop. I still do, but I let that override everythin’. I told myself I was protectin’ ya. and I stand by that. I’ve needed these years, Addison. I think what you said is true, you needed them too. I drove myself crazy after I left you, I let myself sink so fuckin’ low. I even left the club because I had to get away from it all.

But then I saw you at the cemetery and all those feelings came back. Feelings that I realize now weren’t just fabricated by a grievin’ man, they were real, Addy, and I don’t wanna ignore ‘em anymore.” I hope she’s understanding how serious I am because all of a sudden the thought of losing her feels like it could finish me.

“It’s not just me I’ve got to think about, what about him?” Her eyes slowly move toward the room where her little boy must still be sleeping.

“‘Course ya do, and I’m makin’ this promise to the both of ya. I felt that boy’s first kick inside you. I was there when he came into the world. There were times when I’d watch you sleeping on the couch or rockin’ in that chair readin’ stories to him before he was even born when I’d wish he was mine. Back then it felt wrong, like a betrayal, but not anymore. I wanna be there for you both. You just gotta put your faith in me again. I know it’s a lot to ask, but—”

“I’m here, aren’t I?” She cuts me off, holding her hand against my bearded cheek. “I’m putting my faith in you. Skid. You broke my heart, but I could never hate you.

Believe me, I tried.

I came to you when I saw Abraham because I knew you would take care of us. I’m sorry about what happened to your wife. And it makes sense that you would have felt guilty about what we developed, but I need to know that guilt is gone because getting over you was too hard. I’m not strong enough to do it again.”

“Okay.” I grip her body tight against mine so I can raise us off the couch. Then carrying her to my room I kick the door shut after us, hoping Charlie stays asleep long enough for me to take my time and show her.

There’s a softness in his eyes as he lays me carefully on his mattress, leaning his body over mine and kissing me in a way a man his size shouldn’t be capable of. He covers me in those kisses as his lips lower down my body, and when he starts to unbutton my shirt I aid him by ripping apart the rest of them and stripping it off my arms. After everything he’s just confessed, I feel like this is him giving a part of himself to me.

The concentration he puts into my body as his fingers skim over my skin and the way his mouth explores it makes it seem like no world outside this room exists, and our pasts have been erased. He takes my nipple in his mouth, grazing it lightly with his teeth, and I let out the desperate moan I’ve been trying so hard to hold in.

I study the way he looks up at me, watching me with those deep, brown eyes as I accept his pleasure. My back lifts from the mattress so I can take more of him and when he slowly moves lower down my body, kissing my stomach and making it spike on the inside, he takes my thighs in his strong hands and guides them over each of his shoulders.

He licks me through the cotton of my panties, making me grab the bedsheets for leverage. For so long, I’ve been desperate to feel his touch, and now that I have it, I feel like I could erupt any second. Skid is in no rush, he takes his time familiarizing himself with every inch of me and making the flame inside me burn hotter and more out of control. He looks up at me like he’s seeking permission when his fingers curl into the waistband of my panties. I nod back at him, and he slowly peels them down my thighs, discarding them over his shoulder before his head bows back down and his warm, wet tongue connects with my sensitive flesh.

“Oh, God.” I talk to the ceiling as I feel his mouth take me to a whole new level. It feels intimate, raw, and dirty, but at the same time incredibly beautiful. My hips naturally move to the strokes of his tongue and with his thick, black beard tickling the inside of my thighs, something within me threatens to unleash. It’s so strong I almost fear it and when I can’t keep it inside a second longer, I look down helplessly at Skid and watch his hooded eyes study me as I lose myself.

I have to bite down hard on my lip to stop myself from making a noise when I spill onto his tongue. It’s not until my thighs stop trembling and my heart starts to beat again that he climbs back up my body, lifting off his shirt so my hands can touch his strong, sturdy chest. I look down and see that the hand that isn’t propping him up over me is loosening his belt, and I watch in fascination as he forces the jeans off his hips.

I know what comes next. Looking down between us, I see his thick, solid cock hovering close to my entrance and I don’t fear it, I desire it.

His mouth finds mine again, and as his tongue rolls around mine I taste my pleasure on it. It distracts me from the fact he’s edging closer and when I feel his velvety tip brush against me, it sends another spine-chilling shiver over my skin.

“I’ve never… Not in a way I’ve wanted.” I feel the need to warn him. I have no idea how to do any of this, I've never been with a man purely for pleasure before.

“We’ll take it steady,” he promises, pressing himself against my entrance and easing the ache that’s already started to rebuild inside me when he pushes gently inside me. I grip his arms and look down in fascination as he slowly feeds me inch by inch, and when I’m completely full of him he raises my chin with the crook of his finger so my eyes focus on him.

“You okay?” he asks in that low, raspy whisper that never fails to soothe me.

“It’s perfect.” I somehow manage to form an answer. What I’m feeling almost borders on pain, because my body isn’t used to it, but it doesn’t hurt, it feels kind of spectacular.

“This is how it’s gonna be from now on. No holdin’ back,” he promises.

“No holding back,” I repeat his words with happy tears brimming my eyes.

He presses his lips over one of my eyelids and catches them with his lips, slowly stirring inside me and bringing me closer and closer to that climax again. I brace myself for it and realize that being Skid’s reason for living all those years ago, makes up for all the hurt I felt when he left us.

Skid was never a bad man, he’s a broken one. As his forehead drops into mine and his body stills, I feel the vibration of his growl penetrate my whole body as we climax together. We lie for a while with our chests beating rapidly and when he eventually lifts his head and I see the smile on his face, I wonder if maybe Abraham and all his preaching was right. Maybe I reallyamthe chosen one. The one chosen to fix this man.

I’m feeling much better, a helluva lot stronger, and knowing that it’s only a matter of time before the hospital staff allow the police to speak to me is becoming a problem. I’m gonna have to make a break for it soon, whether I’m physically fit enough or not.

I watch Jenna walk past the door, she’s wearing a denim jacket over her uniform and a tote bag over her shoulder. It must be home time for her, she’s been here since 6 am.

Over the past few days I’ve had nothing much to do but obsess over her. She’s a hard worker, spends more time here than she does at home. She’s kind, courteous, and makes people smile, yet there’s a sadness in her eyes if you look deep enough.

I press my buzzer knowing that, despite the fact she’s ready to leave, she won’t leave me for someone else to deal with. That’s the thing about women like her, they’re easy to read. You can smell the desperation on them, and I may not know much about Nurse Jenna and what she does when she leaves her job, but Idoknow that she enjoys our encounters and that I ain’t ready to let her leave yet.

“Are you determined to keep me here?” She pops her head back through the door.

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