Page 27 of Fragile Scars


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“Damian, what are you doing to me?”

I flip her back up and we face one another, raw hunger escapes from our breaths, melding into one. I brush a thumb against her cheek and as we lock eyes, I see our future, our love story, the one that hasn’t happened yet but the one that will.

My gaze rakes her body while she holds the towel in place. “You’re so damn perfect. You’re made for me.”

“You’re all I want,” she says. “I just wish—” I lean in, and we’re forehead to forehead again.

“I wish it too, baby.” She sighs and I consume every breath. We’re just two fucked up hearts who desperately want salvation. I’m not sure if I’m the one to give it to her, but I’d gladly go to hell to save her.

My fingers rest over her hand, the one barely holding that towel in place, and I begin to pry each one of her fingers apart until there’s just one left. I lift the last one off the towel and send it drifting to the ground.

“Goddamn.” I can’t look away. Those sensuous curves captivate me. Her nipples grow hard while I take in all of her. She bites her lip, squeezing her inner thighs together while my eyes swear to memorize every inch and every contour.

The things I would do to that tight, little body if I could. My hands beg to touch her just for a moment, so I do.

I palm both breasts and squeeze them together. My thumbs rub her nipples and she flips her head back. “Ahhh...yes.” Her voice is nothing more than a raspy moan.

Just one little taste and I’ll stop. I dive in and take one of her breasts into my mouth, licking her nipple slowly before grabbing it hard between my teeth. She lets out a loud gasp. I hear her frenzied heartbeats like they’re my own.

Maybe one more taste. I can’t neglect her other nipple. What kind of man would I be? I bring it close to my mouth, my hot breath skims across it before I suck hard, pulling it into my mouth while flicking relentlessly. She struggles to stand, her legs become unsteady, so she grabs my shoulders to stable herself, the sharp points of her nails digging into me.

Enclosing my arms around her, I lean in, her hot breaths grazing against my lips. I run my fingers along her jaw. “Did he kiss you tonight?”

“No,” she whispers, “He didn’t kiss me anywhere.”Thank fuck.

There’s no prelude, not a second wasted as I dive in and take her mouth. Our hunger and desperation lives in our kiss. We kiss hard. We kiss fast. We kiss like it’s our last.

Her fingers scrape along my back, while mine grind into her scalp. I pull away just enough to see her mouth struggling to breathe. I need more, a piece of her that’s only mine.

“I want to watch you come.”

“What?” She swallows but doesn’t take her eyes off of me.

“I want to see you come apart just for me.”

“I’ve—I’ve never done that before.” She bites her lip.

I groan at the thought of being the only person she’s ever touched herself for.

Grabbing her hand, I lead her into the bedroom. Once we’re inside, I press a firm kiss to her knuckles and let go. “Get on the bed and spread your thighs. Show me how wet you are for me.”

She slides onto the bed nervously and opens her legs. I can’t turn away.Oh damn. Why did I ever think this was a good idea? My muscles grow tight while my cock aches, desperate to be in between those thighs. “Fuck, baby. You’re so wet. Is that really all for me?” I squeeze a hand over the front of my sweats, and she cups her tits.

“Every last drop.”

I growl, sounding more animal than man. Her hand lowers down to her pussy and she swirls her clit with her fingers. Her hips buck wildly, flying off the bed.

“Put your fingers inside of you. Fuck that wet, little pussy for me.” She thrusts them in fully and plunges in and out slowly. Man, I’m in so much trouble with this woman.

“Fuck yourself hard for me.” And she does, sliding in and out with furious determination. I press a hand over my cock, squeezing the head, wanting to fill her with every inch.

“Take off your pants. I want to see it,” she demands, a sultry fire burning in her gaze, no shyness there. She’s so close. I can see it.

“See what, baby? I need to hear you say it.”

“Your cock. Show me what I’m missing.”Oh fuck, now why did she have to say that?

I pull down the sweats and my dick springs forward. She can’t take her eyes off it, parting her mouth then licking her bottom lip. I squeeze the base between my thumb and finger. “Damian…”

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