Scarred Promises (Whiskey Men – Wounded Heroes #4) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Thriller Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men - Wounded Heroes Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 39424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 197(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
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I chuckle, and she bounces on my belly as I do. “Right? You’re naked… on top of me… and you think I’m not going to touch you?”

She grabs my hands and puts them on the bed on each side of me. She gives me a stern look. “Yep, you’re going to keep your hands right here.”

I clench my fingers around the sheets. “Fine. I’ll play your little game.”

As soon as I agree, she does the last thing I would expect. She leans up and kisses the scar on the side of my face. “I love looking at you, E. All of you.”

She slides her fingers across the scars on my chest, and I’m choked up a little. “You don’t have to—”

She stops me by kissing my lips and then leaning back to look at my eyes. “I want to. No matter how many ways I say it, you don’t believe me. I’m going to show you, Elias. I’m going to show you that even though your scars are part of you, they are not you. I love looking at you.”

My heart is beating so hard I’m sure she can hear it. I’m holding my breath as she touches, kisses, and tastes every part of my body. She doesn’t rush it and takes her time as she loves on every inch of me. My heart is racing, and emotions well up inside me. I’m not sure what to do with any of this, but I stay where I’m at, letting her love me.

When she gets to my thigh, I freeze up. There’s no debating how ugly it is because I literally have a chunk of my leg gone. The indention, the marred skin, it’s just ugly. But Chloe doesn’t hesitate. She kisses me, and even though I’m half numb there, I feel her kiss in a way that touches my very soul.

She’s trailing kisses along my thigh, and I look at her as a single tear rolls down her cheek.

I lean up on my elbows to watch her, and she continues to kiss me, trying to heal me and taking on a pain of her own. The game is over because this is the last thing I want. I pull her up until she’s lying over my body, and I hold her close. “Please don’t cry.”

She sniffs and looks at me with tears in her eyes. “I hate what you went through, Elias, but I wish I could convince you that the scars don’t matter to me. I love…”

I hold my breath waiting for her to continue.

“I love you just the way you are.”

Her eyes are wide and filled with love as she looks back at me. She’s completely vulnerable right now. She deserves a better man—a whole man—but I can’t imagine letting her go.

I shudder out a breath, stunned by what she just said to me but also because I can feel it. I can feel how much she loves me. I need to say it back. Hell, I want to say it to her more than I want my next breath, but I also know that when I do tell her how I feel, I need to be able to do it wholeheartedly and be able to keep my promises to her. I can’t half-ass this. She deserves more.

When I say nothing, she slides down my body. “I wasn’t done yet.”

She goes straight to my hard manhood, and when she takes me in her mouth, I lose my mind. My hand goes to the back of her head, and she moans, taking me deeper. “Fuck, Chloe.”

She takes me deeper, and I have to fight the urge to come already. Every muscle in my body is pulled taut. I have my head thrown back, eyes clinched closed, and I’m fighting not to come in her hot little mouth. I won’t last long like this, but the way she’s going, I don’t think she cares. When I can’t fight it any longer, I softly tug on her hair. “I’m going to come,” I warn her.

But she doesn’t care.

I explode then, and she takes every drop.

And me being the asshole I am, I miss the sadness on her face that wasn't there before.

CHAPTER 19

CHLOE

Regrets are real, and they’re all-consuming.

I shouldn’t have told him I loved him. He’s obviously freaked out about it. After spending the night at his house, he brought me home and said he had to work, telling me some kind of story that it may be a few days.

I’m such a fool. I told myself over and over that I wouldn’t let my guard down and what did I do? I confessed to him that I loved him.

Of course, he’s freaking out. I don’t blame him.

I made it home just in time to shower and walk to the gym to open it, and now I have class. I’m not feeling it today. I would much rather be at home, eating a pint of ice cream in my sweats, trying to figure out how I’m going to get my life on track, but here I am, smiling as people walk in for class.


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