Page 40 of Burning Truth

She angled her head, following his glance. “No, you shouldn’t have turned off the light. There’s nothing here that turns me off or disgusts me. I see you very differently than you see yourself,” she said, her voice low and breathy. Her hand covered the scarson his cheek, and she nudged his head to look at her. “I swear to you, Severn, I see more than these scars.”

Severn clenched his jaw and refused to acknowledge the emotion tightening his throat. They were just words. But for tonight, he would go along as if he believed them.

Saying nothing, he followed her to the bed and took her mouth. She had the most interesting flavor, soft and sweet, intriguing. Most of the time, he could take the kissing or leave it, but he enjoyed Addie’s mouth.

And then she wrapped her arms and legs around him, and it felt so right. The cradle of her hips welcomed his, and he knew if he didn’t slow down, it was all going to be over too soon. He wanted to just savor the moment, so he rested on an elbow to the side, and looked down her length. Yeah, she was the total package. If he had a type, she would totally be it, curvy and soft in all the right places. There was a roundness to her lower tummy, and he was suddenly struck with the image of her belly even more rounded. With his child.

The thought made him rear his head back in shock, but his dick hardened even further at the thought. “You are beautiful,” he whispered, and her eyes softened.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Severn cupped her breast, and her eyes fluttered shut. The texture of her skin was buttery soft, and he worried that his rough hands would abrade it. She moaned at his touch, though, and he knew he had to explore more. His palm slid down her body, across the dip of her waist to the patch of thick dark curls between her thighs. And when he slid a finger deeper, he found how very excited she was.

Dick aching, he explored her body. She very helpfully opened her thighs for him, and then she cupped her own breasts, her head twisting on the pillow. The dark mass of curls splayed across the pillow, and her mouth was puckered, as if waitingfor his kiss. Severn could have come right then and there, just from watching her, but he forced his excitement down. He would make sure she found her pleasure, then he would let himself have fun.

He found her clit, and she jerked, gasping on the bed. She undulated against his hand, and once again he was forcing his own orgasm back. His dick was already leaking pre-cum against her hip.

Breathe, fucker! You’re not going off like a damned teenager!

Addie’s hand reached down to cover his, and she showed him exactly how she wanted him to move. And when she arched and moaned with the most beautiful orgasm he’d ever seen, he realized the depth of the trouble he was in.

Addie rippled around his hand, and when she finally released him, she sank back against the mattress, her arms above her head and an extremely satisfied smile on her lips. “That was glorious,” she breathed, her gaze connecting to his.

Severn grinned and cocked a brow. “Obviously,” he murmured, then reached to the foot of the bed for the towel hanging on the post. He wiped his hand, then reached for the condom. Once he was wrapped, he looked at Addie. A soft smile curved her lips, and once again, she was holding her arms open for him. Severn crawled over her body and lowered himself, resting the tip of his cock at her entrance. She did something with her lower body and it was as if her lips kissed the tip of him. For a second, he closed his eyes, hoping that he could maintain. He hadn’t even gotten inside her, and he knew that it was going to be different than any other woman he’d ever been with.

Lost in need, he found her mouth. Very slowly, he squeezed his hips upward, his dick breaching her. The heat of her body... fuck...

Then she widened her thighs, and Severn felt her fingernails dig into his ass. “I want you in me,” she breathed against him.

Yeah, he was good with that.

Arching his hips, he slid into her, moaning at the feel of her grip on his shaft. Then she pulsed her hips toward him, and he lost all hope of concentration. Surging and retracting, he pounded into her, feeling that tingling surge up from his balls. Addie’s hips rocked into his in time with his thrusts, and when she cried out with her second orgasm, her body tightening even more around his, he couldn’t hold it off any longer.

The orgasm that slammed through him damned near knocked him out. His consciousness hazed, focusing down only on the pleasure ripping through his body. It was the most intense orgasm he’d ever felt.

Severn didn’t think he lost consciousness, but there definitely seemed to be a gap in his awareness as he finally opened his eyes. Addie was holding him tight, and they were a little sweaty. Her panting breath teased at his ear. Shifting, he propped himself up on an elbow, though his muscles seemed to be sapped. “Are you okay?”

Her smile widened. “I’m better than okay. How about yourself?”

He snorted and reached down to hold the condom as he pulled out of her. “I’m... same.”

He didn’t have words for anything else. Rolling out of the bed, he crossed to the bathroom and disposed of the condom, then immediately returned. Addie shifted to the side to let him lay down, then curled against him when he was settled. Severn’s arm was wrapped around her, and her hand splayed on the scars of his chest. He didn’t mind, though. Maybe he was just too tired to mind... He’d had some odd sleeping situations this week.

“The house is locked up and we need to rest for a while,” he mumbled.

The only response was a soft, feminine snore, and he grinned into the night before pulling the sheet over them both.

Addie shifted her hips.She needed to pee so bad, but she was soooo comfortable...

Severn sighed in his sleep, tightening his arm around her, and she cracked her eyes open.

The morning sun was coming through the blinds, highlighting his strong profile. His scarred side was to her, which he wouldn’t like, but she didn’t care. It was all a part of him, just like his dark hair and dark hazel eyes. She loved the way he looked. And man, those eyelashes… she’d pay good money for eyelashes like that.

Her hand was on his scarred chest. Again, it didn’t bother her. Only the thought of the amount of pain that he had to have gone through bothered her. She loved the koi tattoo across his chest. The artist was brilliant, with the way they’d blended the colors with the scar tissue. It was vibrant with color, and it had been so surprising when he’d walked into the office the other day. Severn had no tattoos visible on his skin, but beneath that tee...

His eyes cracked open, and he turned his head to her. She smiled at him, and her body clenched in remembered satisfaction. “Good morning,” she murmured.

“Morning,” he said, bones cracking as he stretched. She also noticed a very nice projection under the sheet.

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