His stomach muscles move together as he unties my hair letting it fall over my shoulders and then putting the ponytail holder around his wrist.
“Are you stealing my hair tie?” I smile suggestively.
“Souvenir.” The one side of his mouth lifts andholy shit,it’s the sexiest thing ever. “May I?” His hand rests at the hem of my shirt with the stupid diner logo on the corner.
I’d rather him rip it to shreds but I suppose removing it will do. “Yes. Please. Now.”
Within seconds my shirt is being tossed to the floor, and I’m left in nothing but my black cotton bra. And… the hideous reminder that’ll forever be a part of me.
I start to close myself off, but Liem pulls me to him, his hands steadying my waist. He traces the grotesque lettering burned into my skin, and I wince.
“Does it still hurt?”
“Not all the time. But it makes me ugly and tainted.”
He lifts my chin. “You will never be ugly. Ever. Don’t say that to me again. This doesn’t make you weaker, it makes you stronger.” He traces the raised lines, and I swallow, holding back tears that threaten to fall.
“Will you take me, Liem? I want to forget… I want to know what it feels like to be cared for. To be had without the vileness of it all.”
Without hesitation, he crashes his lips to mine and picks me up. I wrap my legs around him, feeling his hardness beneath me. He guides me to my bedroom, and lays me on the bed, towering over top of my hot body. I never want to forget this moment. How he’s looking at me.
Please don’t ever let me forget.Even if it’s only this once.
He tugs my skirt off, then rolls down my panty hose, kissing the bareness of my thighs along the way. My back arches involuntarily and I cry out because I haven’t been touched like this in so long.
My eagerness is sad because we haven’t even done anything yet and I’m a mess for him.
He seductively rubs my legs as I stroke his abdomen, finding the tops of his jeans and tugging them down. With the vast motion, his thick dick breaks free. My teeth catch my bottom lip, my tongue swiping over it like a hungry lioness. When I meet his burning gaze, his eyes are a fire in the winter, and I yearn for it with craze.
My hand gently rests on his freed cock, and I begin to stroke, watching the pleasantness overtake his body. He hisses out a hum but then stops my hand. “It’s been a long time and if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to fully enjoy you.” There’s nothing but honesty in his voice.
“You haven’t been with anyone since—”
He shakes his head in shame. “No.”
I follow up with my words carefully. “Okay. We don’t have to do this if you aren’t ready.”
His face grows strained, tense. “You don’t understand, I want this more than you can ever imagine.”
“Okay,” I whisper again.
“But you, Danika. I want to make sure I take care of you. I want to make sure you don’t hurt with me.”
Emotions come swirling in because dammit, I hate that my last time was with someone so vile.
“I know you’ll never hurt me which is why I want this—need this more than ever. With you. And only you.”
Liem’s dark brow closes together, the tension fading as he travels up my leg, lightly brushing my skin now a blaze. He stops on my wet clit, gently rubbing circles and I cry out. He then drives two fingers inside me, curing my horrid dreams.
He thrusts in and out ever so slowly and then takes back his fingers licking them with our eyes locked on one another. “Just as I imagined.” And then he strokes me with his tongue.
Up. Down. Circles. In. Out.
“Yes!” I fist his hair, and I know I’m on the verge ready to jump, ready to leap, but then he stops and as much as I hate that he does, I want to feel him inside me.
He holds his head low, disappointment taking over his expression. “Shit. I don’t carry anything—”
“It’s okay. I’m safe.”
