Page 77 of River & Crown
"Four." My voice was low but loud enough for her to hear. "Four look at me."
Seeing she wasn't going to look. I took her by the hand, pulling her upright. I got off the bed, pushed her legs open, then kneeled between them.
"Four," I calmly spoke, biting back the grit. Four didn't need aggression in this moment. She didn't need a protector. She needed a safe place.
Her eyes, wet with tears, flickered down at me, making my heart ache. I held her stare and ran my fingers along her scar.
"Crown, stop." Grabbing my wrist, she shoved my hand away, then covered the area with her hands.
She turned away from me, shame creeping in as if she truly had something to be embarrassed about.
"Don't hide from me, Four." As gently as I could, I uncovered her hands from her scar. "Lean back on your forearms."
"Crown, please just stop." She cried harder.
The urge to wrap her in my arms cruised through me with the speed of lightning. Taking a deeper breath, I brought my eyes back to hers. Four really had me feeling like a bitch but for her I'll be that and whatever else.
"I'm not gon' stop because you need to hear this." Leaning my head down, I took in her scar that was a few shades darker than her complexion. I gently traced the curve with my finger, then did the same with my lips.
"Crown." Her breathing hitched. "It... it feels good when you do that." I kissed along the curve again, loving how her body pressed against my lips in angst.
"You know why it feels so good?"
"No."
I grabbed her by the chin and squeezed her jaw, bringing her gaze to mine.
"It feels good because I'm not just kissing a part of you that's been wounded. I'm honoring a situation you didn't ask to be placed in. Right here..."
This time, I licked along the scar. Her body shivered, and my dick bricked. "This is where your body broke to become whole. It's the spot where your softness proved its strength."
I kissed along it again and let my hands slip from her face. My fingers brushed across her nipples, then gripped her thighs. Four parted her legs wide, inviting me in. She was still bleeding from her surgery. Lakelyn had me pick up a bunch of panties that had the pad built into 'em somehow. I slipped them shits to the side and rubbed along her slit, finding my way to her clit. Adding enough pressure, my thumb rubbed against her. Husky murmurs parted her lips. The scent of her wetness rose from between her legs, entrapping my senses. Looking down at my dick, I caught the wet spot from the pre-cum. Four had my dick dripping.
Pushing two fingers in her, I watched intently to see if it caused pain, but Four unraveled in front of me. Her body rocked against my fingers, her walls pulling them further into her stickiness.
"Fuccckkk!" she quivered, but I groaned that shit too. The love faces her pretty ass made were perfect.
"This is beauty," I whispered. "You are fucking beautiful. Anything that finds its way onto your body, whether purposelyor mistakenly, is an addition to your beauty, not a subtraction. You hear me, Four?"
"Yesss!" she screamed, her chest heaving with pleasure.
"Then tell me. Tell me your scar adds to your beauty." Rubbing her clit faster, I pushed my fingers deeper, before stopping all movement.
"Crown!" She grimaced, bucking her eyes open.
"I don't give a fuck 'bout that grit in your tone. My dick's 'bout to turn into the muthafuckin' hulk and tear these briefs to shred. The least your sexy ass can do is moan what the fuck I want to hear."
I slowly worked my fingers in and out of her spoiled ass. She smiled, tossed her head back then moaned for a nigga.
"My scar only adds to my beauty. It doesn't take away from it."
"Yeaah, Four, that's what your nigga wants to hear. You look so fucking sexy, my baby. Ride these fingers like it's the dick you love and let me see my pussy cream."
"I... I... need more."
"Need more what? Fingers?" She nodded aggressively until I stuck a third finger in her. Her pussy got tight ass fuck, her clit throbbing against my thumb.
"Damn you gon' cream for me Four? Yeah, this pussy gon' make my fingers come out milky white. Ride that wave, Four, don't let up." I was hungry for pleasure, but not mine, hers. My appetite wouldn't be satisfied until I felt ecstasy make my fingers numb.
