Page 69 of Cruelest Contract
Cecilia’s eyes grow wistful and the lingering stubborn spark fades. Her own family was viciously torn to shreds and she never recovered.
I can’t replace all that she’s lost. But I can offer her a new beginning.
Her soft sigh is packed with heartbreak. “I’ve been on my own for so long. I’d almost forgotten what it was like to live in a home with a family.”
“It took guts for you to leave. I admire that about you. But aren’t you tired of being all alone, honey?”
Her chin quivers and she squeezes her eyes shut for a few seconds. “Yes,” she whispers.
I cross over to her in silence and gently tip her chin up. She trembles when I run my thumb over her lower lip. “You don’t ever have to be all alone again. Marry me and I’ll give you the life you’ve always dreamed of.”
“I want to,” she says, still in a hushed whisper, like she’s making a secret wish.
“Then say yes.”
I drop my hand and lightly brush my knuckles over her breasts. Her soft moan practically unravels me.
“Say it,” I urge.
The tipping point is here. By the time she leaves this room the deal will be done.
Cecilia shuts her eyes. Opens them. “Yes.”
She melts the instant I claim her mouth. My tongue takes the lead and tangles with hers. She’s warm and eager, meeting me every step of the way, leaning in with another moan when she feels my cock through our clothes. Her arms hook around my shoulders and my hand slides into her long hair, impatiently winding it into a rope around my fist. My other hand skims lower and easily lifts her up. She cooperates and lets me carry her to bed.
This girl kisses like she’s starving. Everything about her is irresistible. Her legs are open for me and now I’m the one groaning as I lower my weight over her body.
There are dim warnings in the back of my mind. They demand to go slow with her for now. They order me to be disciplined instead of rough.
The warnings are silenced.
I want her too fucking badly. So fucking badly that I tear some buttons off her sweater when they won’t open fast enough to satisfy me.
She gasps but she also arches her back when I push the cup of her bra aside and put my mouth on her. The nipple hardens under my tongue and her skin feels crazy good. Her fingers thread through my damp hair while I suck one glorious breast and then the other. Her bra, pink and lacy, gets wrecked when I tear at the hooks to get it open and toss it to the floor.
No problem. I’ll buy her a thousand more. I’ll buy her anything she wants.
Moving lower, I kiss her belly. I run my tongue over the inch of smooth skin above the waistband of her pants. She urgesme on with breathless, sweet moans that threaten to shred all restraint.
My head dips between her legs and my mouth covers her pussy. She whimpers her need, opening wider. I press my tongue to the hot, tender slit that’s just out of reach. The taste of her is so tantalizingly close. I need to feel her dissolve on my tongue, bucking her hips and panting for air when she comes.
Hooking my fingers into the elastic of her pants, I push them down with ease. They’re gone in seconds. All that’s left are her white cotton panties.
This is absolutely fucking happening. In a minute she’ll be mine, now and forever.
“Julian.”
Surprised, I raise my head and find Cecilia sitting up on her elbows. Her expression is pained. Apologetic. She looks at her left leg and sucks in her lower lip.
This is the first time I’m seeing her scars. I should have remembered how she’s so self-conscious that she never lets them show. There’s a four inch line of thick scar tissue beneath her knee and the area surrounding the scar is slightly misshapen and irregular.
Her scars are truly no big deal. But I think the sight of them bothers her so much because they are attached to such terrible memories. Now that I’m at close range and can see the physical evidence, a grinding sense of sorrow for all of her suffering tightens my throat.
“Cecilia.” I move up to her level and cup her chin in my hand. “You are so incredibly beautiful. Nothing can change that.”
She wrinkles her nose and winces. “I’m being ridiculous. I spoiled the moment.”
“You did no such thing.” I kiss her softly and she instantly submits, giving me her mouth, her tongue. She needs tounderstand what she does to me, how desirable she is. If I have to pump the brakes to prove it then I will.
