Page 1 of Judgment Day

Chapter One

Scar

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“Nobody’s dick shouldbe that big.”

Scar’s eyes drifted open at the sound of her voice. Standing across the room stood the woman he loved, his chocolate, his angel. His Exa. The woman who’d smiled at him when he was at his lowest and didn’t have the desire to smile. But her smile had warmed him. Now, he couldn’t stop smiling.

She was the woman who’d entered his dark world and switched on all the lights forcing his insecurities to scatter like roaches. Because of this woman, he no longer wanted to cling to the shadows. Because of this woman, he no longer needed to pull his hoodies low or avoid eye contact with others.

This woman’s love had instilled a new confidence in him. She was the woman who’d opened up her heart and let him inside after he’d felt like an outsider for so long. She was also the woman he’d been dreaming about mere seconds ago. Reality was so much better than dreams now that he had this woman in his life.

“You’re already hard,” his woman pointed out as she sauntered toward their bed with a white towel wrapped around her damp body. “Less work for me.”

Scar followed her gaze to his cock. Though a beige sheet was covering him, his bulge was proof that he’d just been tongue-fucking her in his dreams. His gaze returned to her when he felt a dip in the mattress.

“Dream Youalready got things started,” he confessed as her hungry gaze roamed over his body. Scar pulled the covers off of him, not wanting there to be anything between his body and hers.

Exa grinned. “TellDream MeI said thanks the next time you see her. Since you’re awake now, thereal mewill take it from here.”

“Dream Youwas doing some kinky shit to me. You’ve got a hard act to follow,” he teased. His woman rolled her eyes.

“Dream Meain’t got shit on the real me.”

“That’s what your mouth says,” he told her, knowing just what to say to ruffle her feathers.

“I’m about to show you what this mouth can do,” she boasted.

His cock jerked in response to her words.

“Look at him.” She nodded to his cock. “He already knows he’s in trouble.”

Kneeling at the foot of the bed, she unwrapped her towel, then tossed it onto the floor, revealing her body to him. He drank in the sight of her. It should be a crime to be that damn sexy. Scar took in her curves. Every inch of his woman was perfect. From the top of her damp brown hair down to her painted-pink toenails.

While he couldn’t see her feet right now, he knew her toenails were pink. He’d painted them for her last night. She’d offered to paint his in return. That was an offer he’d politely declined. He watched her watch him. Her gaze roamed over his body. In the past, he’d have to be drunk to lie like this in bed with a woman while the lights were on.

In the past, he’d been ashamed of the scars on his body, on his face. In the past, he’d felt like more of a monster than a man. This beauty had turned the beast into a prince. Well, maybe not a prince. There wasn’t anything charming about him. But at least he felt like a human again, normal, less of an outcast.

More importantly, he felt loved. And it was all thanks to her and her curves, cute smiles, and chaos. And that tongue. He couldn’t forget her tongue. She licked her lips as she approached him on her hands and knees. With her back arched and all that ass of hers in the air, she made her way over to him.

“Spread your legs,” she purred.

Scar frowned. “That’s supposed to be my line.”

“Savage, please spread your legs. I’m thirsty.”

She licked her lips and wiggled, causing all that ass to jiggle. He found himself parting his legs so she could crawl between them.

“Thanks, savage,” she purred sweetly.

“You’re welcome, chocolate.”

His chocolate inched closer to him until her mouth was so close to his cock, he could feel her breath caressing his tip when she spoke.

“Should I write my name on it this time?” she mused. “Or should I suck it like a lollipop?”

Both ideas were fine with him. He was just eager to have her mouth on him.

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