Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Her smile was worth admitting any shortcomings or weaknesses on my part. Because I knew she felt the same way with me. She had things she perceived as weaknesses, too. “Good. Because I want to do the same with you.”
For the first time since my sister and mother had died, the first time since my father had died and taken my last immediate family to the Hereafter, I felt… hope. Peace. So I smiled back at her, hoping to convey all the joy she’d given me in this moment.
“Then, let’s begin.”
Chapter Nine
Scarlet
This was happening. This was really happening! I was going to be with Mars however I could. If that meant sex, I’d welcome it with open arms and eagerness in my heart. If not, I’d still welcome it because Mars was nothing like Hammer. Or any man I’d ever been around, really. Sure, my dad was protective and good to me -- until he gave me to Hammer -- but it wasn’t the same. No one had treated me the way Mars had since the first time I’d really met him.
Now, as we lay back on the bed, I met his kisses eagerly and welcomed the weight of his body on top of mine. His grunts and growls as he kissed me belied the tenderness and gentleness he showed me. I felt cherished. Almost… loved.
But no. I wasn’t going there. Not yet. I had no doubt it would come if he meant what he said and was serious about keeping me with him, but I absolutely would not try to rush this any more than I already was.
Mars slid his hand under my shirt to find my breast. Though covered by a bra, he still kneaded and squeezed my eager flesh. He took his time, not shoving my clothing out of the way or pushing hard to find skin even though that’s exactly what I wanted him to do. No. Mars did exactly what he said. He took his time learning every hollow and hill of my body. I arched to his touch with more and more eagerness until I felt like I was a writhing mass of nerves.
“How many lovers you had, Scarlet?”
I stiffened. “Does it matter?”
He grinned down at me. “Of course, it matters. But only because I don’t want to hurt you.”
I sighed in relief. That was the answer I was hoping for. Mars was different. “Just one. When I was sixteen. It was a guy I was dating back in Florida. It was the first time for both of us. Neither of us had any finesse, but we did have a good time.”
Mars chuckled at that, and I loved the sound. Loved the look too. When he smiled, he made my heart melt. And he was devastating to look at.
I reached up to stroke his face through his beard. “You’re so beautiful…” I know I sounded a little star-struck, but that’s kind of how I felt.
“Not me, honey. That’s all you.”
“You should smile more often.” I grinned up at him. Then that smile died as I had another thought. “Unless you’re around club girls. Or any other unattached woman. Or even attached women.” I huffed out a breath. “You know what? Don’t smile unless we’re alone together.”
As I hoped, Mars threw back his head and laughed, rolling to his back on the bed. That’s when I noticed his hard cock pressing against his jeans. I took the opportunity to roll on top of him, straddling his hips and pressing myself down to rub my pussy against his dick.
He still chuckled even though he thrust his hips at me. “We’re gonna have a helluva good time together, woman.”
“I plan to make sure of that.” I grinned as I stripped off my shirt and bra. I knew the bruises were still stark on my skin, but they were fading to a greenish yellow mostly. My ribs were a little sore, but not as bad as they were.
The second he had an unimpeded view of my tits, Mars growled, his hands going straight to cup the small mounds. “You’re beautiful, Scarlet. And you’re all mine.”
“You promise you’re mine too?”
His gaze shot to mine instantly. “I do. I’m yours and your mine. I won’t let anything change that.”
We kissed again and I let myself melt against him. He let me carry on for a moment before rolling us so he was once again on top. His cock pressed against me insistently and he rocked his hips up and down, creating a delicious friction.
“I’m going to make love to my beautiful Scarlet,” he murmured against my lips, and I let myself forget the world. I just let myself feel him and love him. I knew I was safe here, and nothing else mattered.
I gasped, digging my fingers into his back. He held my gaze as he thrust against me. His movements became more urgent and desperate as the pleasure built between, and we were both pushed closer to the edge. All this and I was the only one missing any clothes.