Page 63 of Our Secrets and Scars

“You’re so fucking stunning, you know that?”

As expected, she says nothing. But she keeps her gaze locked on mine, accepting the compliment even if she doesn’t believe it herself. It’s a small victory, but it makes me glow with pride for her. Because she’s making progress. She may not realize it, but little by little, I’m getting through to her.

I just want her to see herself the way I do. Beautiful, breathtaking,brave.I strive to show her the depth of her goodness and the extraordinary parts of her soul that I’ve come to know over the past several years but that she seems to have forgotten exist.

We’re getting there though, slowly but surely, and this one tiny triumph is proof of that.

“Touch me,”she pleads.

And though I made a show of being the one in control, I do exactly as she asks, slipping a finger inside of her. She’s wet. So fucking wet and hot and needy, and every fantasy I’ve ever had come to life.

“Fuck,baby,” I groan. “You really like sucking my dick, huh?”

She blushes, or at least I think she does. It’s hard to tell because her skin is already flushed with desire, pink and pretty.

I smile sinfully as I slide my finger in and out of her slick pussy, adding another when her legs start to shake. My thumb flicks over her clit, and her back arches off the bed. She’s wound so tight, she’s close to exploding any minute. But I won’t let her. Not like this. Not until I’m ready.

I draw my fingers out and suck off her juices, moaning at the sweetness that my memory couldn’t do justice to. She grabs for my hand to pull me back, whimpering her confusion and disappointment.

“I was going to come,” she whimpers.

“I know, little one, but if you want to come, you do it on my cock. Understand?”

Her eyes widen in understanding and she gives me this innocent little nod full of trust. I don’t know why, given my history, but Kinsley feels safe with me. I just wish she felt safe enough to show me the scars on her face.

One day,I remind myself,one day she will.

Nudging her legs open with my knee, I position myself at her entrance.

“Are you on birth control?”

At her nod, I drive myself home.

The tightness of her around me is everything. It’s heaven summed up in sensation. It’s paradise condensed into one goddamn push. If I thought I’d be able to control myself better this time round, I was gravely mistaken.

The heat of her makes me shiver. It ignites flames in every part of me, scorching me from my toes to the very ends of my hair. Kinsley grips me with her thighs, wrapping them around my waist like a vice I couldn’t escape from even if I tried. Her hips rise off the bed with every flex of mine, chasing the pleasure that washes over us both in crashing waves.

“Holden.” My name is a hushed prayer on her lips as her eyelids flutter closed. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Eyes on me, little one,” I rasp through gritted teeth. “I wanna see how pretty you look when you come.”

Her eyes snap open, round and blazing. Her lips are parted, short little breaths escaping with every snap of my hips. And though I don’t know what I’m doing, given this is only my second time inside a woman, Kinsley’s body acts as my teacher. Every moan, every shiver, every arch of her back guides my movements until we’re both balancing on the very edge of ecstasy. I’m barely hanging on when I force her lips open with my tongue and steal delicious, dirty kisses.

“Come on, baby, give me what I want.”

She freezes.

And then she fucking detonates. It’s an explosion so powerful, I swear it could start a nuclear war. The noises she’s making are unlike anything I’ve ever heard, but I want to hear them every damn day for the rest of my life. Kinsley coming is my new favorite sound. It’s better than any song or piece of poetry in existence. It alone is enough to release the lightning inside of me, but it’s the quivering of her pussy around my cock from the aftershocks of her orgasm that finally lets me go.

I bury my face in her neck as I moan my release. Her name is the only thing I know. Her body, her heart, and her soul are all that exist in my world right now. There is nothing but her and me. Kinsley and Holden.

Right now, the broken girl and the ex-con don’t exist.

We’re just us.

The girl who glows like daylight and the guy who couldn’t help but fall in love with her.

Seventeen

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