“Good girl, keep going, love, what’s next?” She moans into my mouth as I stay connected to her.
“I am worthy.” I sink my finger back inside; a sharp exhale leaves her parted lips as she pushes her hips into my hand.
“You’re doing so fucking good, baby, keep going.” Sliding my finger in and out of her, moans slip from her mouth into mine.
“Oh God–I am worthy.” I smile into her mouth, now moving my thumb on her clit as my fingers move inside her.
“You are so worthy, baby, you already said that, but fuck, I love hearing you say it. Now, what’s the third thing, Scar?” Her legs shake, and her back arches, as she bites my lip before pulling off and gasping.
“I am powerful.” I apply more pressure to her clit and enhance my movements until her shaking leg turns into her thighs pressing together, locking my arm in place, her back arches, and her moans come out strong.
Leaning over her, I whisper, “Shh, love, we don’t want to wake our neighbor.” I wink at her as she quiets her moans.
I take out my fingers now covered with her release, placing them in my mouth, licking them clean. “Heaven. You taste like heaven.” She shakes her head no, and I cock my head to the side, “Scar? Wanna try that again?” She chuckles.
“I taste like fucking heaven.” She bites her lip and smirks.
“Damn right you do, baby.” I go to grab a condom out of the side table, and Scarlett places her hand on my arm.
“I don’t want a barrier between us anymore. No secrets, no lies, no condoms.” Shit, my dick is throbbing at the thought of being bare with her. I feel her warmth directly on me as it begs for her. I grip my hardness in my hand and pull as the pre-comebeads at the top. I sit back on my knees. “I’m on birth control, and I take it religiously. You can pull out if you want, too.”
“I want nothing more than to be with you that way. I just want you to be sure.” She gets on all fours,fuck me. She crawls across the bed with want in her eyes, before she grabs my aching shaft in her hand, giving it a tight squeeze. “Fuck,” I groan as she moves her hand. I watch her as she wets her lips.
Her eyes look up at mine,her body begging for me in this way, and it's enough to make me come right fucking now.“I won’t be able to suck it, right, because— but I can taste you, and I can get it ready for when I slide on top of you.” My heart is pounding out of my chest as her mouth slides down my shaft, her tongue swirls around the tip, working her way down, moving her hand up and down in sync.
“Baby, you’re going to make me come.” She smirks, removing her mouth, working herself on top of me. Her legs at my sides, I grab onto her thighs, pulling her into me. She lifts her hips, rubbing my dick between her slit, feeling her wetness as I glide through her. She shudders into me, before her lips part, allowing the head of my dick to slip into her. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” She works herself up and down, easing my dick into her, as her tight pussy stretches around my shaft, welcoming it home.
Scarlett works herself over me, using me. I hold her with my left hand as my lips touch her neck, savoring the flavor. My right hand grabs her breasts, rolling her hard nipple between my fingers. She moans into me, finding her rhythm, sending herself into an altered state, as she slams herself against me, rolling her hips.
Her pussy clenches around me as her body convulses on top of me, like power coursing through my body. “You are powerful,” I whisper in her ear as she comes. She smiles while riding her wave of pleasure. Placing my hand behind her back, I lay heronto my bed, opening her legs for me. “You are beautiful.” I kiss her stomach before my tongue slides through her come, taking it all, savoring her sweet taste.
Working my way back up to her, I begin to push the tip of my dick inside, slowly, at the unreal feeling of her wetness sliding on my bare shaft, her walls fitting into every crease of my form. I move back and forth watching her, not taking my eyes off her for a moment. I kiss her cheek gently, her lips, her forehead, her neck, I kiss all of her. Scarlett's hands drag along my back, holding me close to her body, as we make love and promise each other a better tomorrow.
Working myself into her, the feeling is overpowering. “You are worthy, Scar, and you are mine.” I slide into her, filling her up with every ounce of come, love, and admiration, every sense of hope for us, of all that is to come.
She pulls my face into hers, stealing one last kiss before I roll off her. “You've had a big day, but I promise you, we'll have a better tomorrow. Let's go get cleaned up.
Chapter 42
Father Figure
Levi
Waking up to the smell of bacon and toast is nothing I’m used to. A peaceful night with restful sleep is also something I am unfamiliar with. The moment I lay in this king-sized bed, I melted. It was like lying on a cloud of tranquility.
Walking downstairs, I hear old music playing, by the sound of it. As I round the corner, I find David dancing with Anna, hand in hand, twirling her around, in his pajama pantsand Hanes T-shirt. Anna twirls into him, holding him tightly, releasing him as she spots me. I love their love, and I just know that I’m going to love Maddie this way, unconditionally. “Good morning, sweetie, come take a seat, let me fix you a plate.” Her smile is bright and cheerful, her white teeth sparkle, and her pinned-up hair falls slightly around her face. Anna is like the sun; she brings joy to any moment, she is the warmth I’ve never felt, and the mother I never had.
David walks over and takes the seat next to mine. “Morning, what would you like to drink? We have coffee.” He holds up his cup and smiles. “We have orange juice, water, or milk.” His eyes shoot up and to the left as he ponders all the choices. I decided on coffee. Quickly, he makes his way over, pouring me a cup, as Anna places my loaded plate down in front of me. My eyes widen as I look at the amount she has given me. A small laugh sneaks out.
“Thank you so much, this is a lot of food.”I would be so fat if I lived here full-time.She pats my hands and smiles widely.
“For my growing boy.” She winks and turns back to the oven, removing freshly cooked bacon.
David turns to me and nods towards the back patio. “Want to eat outside this morning?” Grabbing my plate of heaping food and warm, overly sugared coffee, I follow him out.
The morning breeze feels incredible, the leaves have fallen, and the air is turning crisp. We sit together on the long patio sofa and begin digging in. Nervousness tingles through me. It’s not because of him, it’s because of how he makes me feel. David looks at me and sees a son worthy of love, a man with a purpose. His direction and guidance are unlike anything I have ever experienced. He makes me feel like I can do anything, be anything, but above all, he makes me feel like a man worthy of loving a woman. I miss my dad more than I can put into words.He left, never knowing me, while I never knew him. I often wonder what kind of man he would be. Would he be like David? Or more like Grant? They say war can change people, for better or worse; maybe he was somewhere in between.
“What’s on your mind?” David pulls me from my thoughts with his soft tone while shoveling a slice of bacon into his mouth. I smirk at the man, enjoying his breakfast in his flannel pajama pants.
