Page 78 of Scars Forget Us


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He breathed me in and moaned, and the vibration of his voice on my skin made me wet.I rubbed my legs together while he licked me from collarbone to ear.

When he spoke again, his voice was deliciously low, rasping, and wanting.“I meant it like, ‘c’mon,baby girl, spread those pretty thighs wide for me so I can make you come before I feed you.’”

I moaned, too, and my legs parted just like he’d said.His hand traced the curve of my hip, and he lifted my dress by its hem.Raising it above my waist, his hand disappeared beneath my lacy underwear, and he licked his lips and bit them.He rubbed rigid fingers between my pussy lips, smearing arousal over my clit and studying my face as he fingered me.Heat flushed my cheeks and I gasped.

“D-didn’t you say you made a reservation at Paulo’s?”I mumbled, nearly lost to the sensations his pumping hand between my legs caused.

“We can be a few minutes late,” he breathed.“Isn’t that what life’s all about?Livin’ every moment to the fullest?”

“You’re makin’ me insane,” I panted and thrust against his hand, chasing euphoria.

“No, ma’am.It’s you makin’ me wild right now in this dress.Don’t blame me.It’s all your fault.”He pumped harder, and I groaned and fumbled with his fly, trying to tug the zipper down, but an orgasm rushed out from deep inside me.My toes curled, scraping against the soles of my sandals.My hands dropped lax at my sides, and I began to slide down the wall.

Dixon seized the opportunity to kiss me, holding me up, and my dress strap slid down my arm.My breast slipped out because in my attempt to be sexy for him, I’d chosen not to wear a bra.

“Fuck.I want inside you so bad right now, but I don’t have a condom.I’ve been too greedy for you, and we used ’em all up.”

My purse had fallen to my feet sometime between when he pushed me against the wall and when he made me come, but I nodded to it.“I do.In there, but if you want to fuck me bare, you can.”

He moaned again, pressing his forehead to mine.

“I take birth control because I get really bad period cramps, and the medication helps with that.”

“I won’t get you pregnant?”

I shook my head.“It’s as effective as a condom, and I’ve never had unprotected sex with anyone.Do you trust me?”

“I do,” he said as he lifted me, pressing my back to the wall again.“But do you trust me the same?There hasn’t been anyone since Kel, and I got tested at a free clinic in Oregon before I came home.I didn’t wanna bring any kind of sickness around Stu, but I wouldn’t blame you if?—”

“I trust you.”

My legs slipped around his hips.I reached between us, unzipped his jeans, and pulled his cock free from his boxers.Hard, hot skin met wet and soft, and as he slid inside me, he cursed.

“Goddamn, AJ.It’s never felt like this.Nothin’s ever felt this good when I wasn’t high.”

“It’s you and me,” I whispered.“We fit together because we were meant for each other.”

He didn’t reply.He couldn’t because he was focused on the slide of his tongue in my mouth and the glide of his cock between my legs.He fucked me like he existed for that purpose alone, snapping his hips with every slow, languid pump inside me.

I was mindless, listening to the rough sound of his breath in my ear, the quiet thud from my elbow bumping the wall, and the scuffling of clothes over skin.All of it drove us higher, until it felt like all we were was a singular pursuit of release.

My body gripped his aggressively with every grunt and rasp of his breath, and my hands sought his bare skin wildly.I dug my fingernails into the backs of his arms below his shirt sleeves, trying desperately to pull him closer, so close he could crawl beneath my skin.

I begged him, “Come inside.Please, Dixon.Make me come.”

His hands slid over my ass cheeks, and he squeezed while he took my mouth again.I bit his lip hard enough when I came to make him hiss and kiss me deeper.

“Please.”

My last plea drew his eyes to mine, and he gazed into them and called out when he came.Mine fell shut.My body held his in safety as he released inside me.

“Damn, baby girl,” he whispered, breathless.“You ain’t as innocent as you make out to be.”

With one eyebrow arched, I shook my head slowly.

“We better go or else my hunger for food’s gonna turn into hunger foryou, and we’ll never leave this house.”

“Doesn’t sound like a bad thing to me.”