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I’m staring at his bare chest, and he’s too much to see all at once. His naked skin is full of tattoos and muscles. I don’t fucking know where to look first. The gold 3 hangs from hischain, and he looks dumb-hot, staring back at me.Y luego me guiña un ojo. And then he winks. Aye wey.And here I am looking like a fucking subway rat.
My brain tingles like it does when it wants to memorize something. And right now, he’s that something. I want to know every single inked line, every earned scar, all of it.
“I want you to watch yourself when you start to feel my hands on your body,” he says, walking behind me. I can see his face in the mirror and feel his hard body against my back. He’s tall, big, and towers over my frame, but I’m not scared at all. I’m the exact opposite of that and lean into him when I feel him against my back.
He bends his head and moves my hair out of his way before he whispers in my ear,“I want you to see how good I can make you feel.”
His breath glides over theXon the back of my neck, and it reminds me that they marked my skin, but never claimed me. They tried to break me, but never did. They stole from my body but never got my heart or my head. They tried to kill me, but now I get to live. And in this life, I chose him.
“Look how sexy you are, Ed.” His right hand holds my face, and his thumb swipes over my mouth. “I want you to watch this bottom lip quiver when I play with you.” He guides my hands behind his head, and I twist my fingers into his chain. “Keep these here,” he adds before grabbing both of my tits, pulling me back into him, and tugging on my sensitive skin.
My mouth falls open, and my eyes bulge when he adds pressure to his touch while staring at me in the mirror. “You like that,hermosa? You want more?”
“¡Aye, diosas!” I cry out when he plucks my nipples at the same time.
“Say yes, Ed. I want you to hear yourself say it.” I’ve given him permission, but this is much more than that. He wants myconsent. Because he cares about me, I can see it in his eyes, and I hear the sincerity in his voice. And I trust my gut when it tells me to follow my heart.Damn, this fine-ass man.
My stomach literally turns into a cave that’s full of flying bats.Mariposasare too gentle for what he does to me. These feelings I have for him aren’t fragile like butterflies. They’re fucking fierce and feral, and they feel like I’ve fallen off the fucking deep end and right into being in love with him.
“¡¡Sí!! Yess!!”I say over the sound of the running shower behind us. My voice is strong and I like how it feels to say yes because I want to fucking answer like that..
“Good.” His hands tuck under the waistband of my leggings and underwear before he pushes them down my legs. His fingertips trail over my skin and singe the unshaven hair that I have there. “Because, I’m gonna make your sweet little pussy explode, Ed, and together,hermosa,we’re gonna watch the fucking fireworks.”
THIRTY-SIX
“I needto see you naked. You good with me taking these off?” I ask her and she nods her head. I drop down and yank her black boots off her feet before pulling off the rest of her clothes, and I can’t fucking believe what I’m seeing.
I stand up and catch her eyes as she slowly pulls her beanie off her head and holds it over her left shoulder. She’s looking atme like she wants me to take it from her, and I know this means she’s giving me so much more than just her black hat; she’s letting me know she feels safe with me. She’s handing me her trust, and my chest bursts open for my heart to fall into her lap.
I stuff her hat into the pocket of my sweats and tug on my nuts as she undoes her braid. She fans out her crazy long hair as it falls all around her frame, and she looks like a fucking goddess.
Her nipples are poking through the strands of black hair that reach her belly button, and my eyes drift down her naked body for the first time… she is fucking divine.
She’s the heat source in the room as the steam from the shower billows behind me and around us. The fog covers our reflections in the mirror, and I reach over and wipe my hand over the glass to bring her back into focus so I can continue to stare at her.
Because my girl looks hot as fuck like this, and I’m a hundred percent convinced that this demon is actually one of Hell’s Angels. And now she’s mine.
“I toldyou I don’t look like girls you fuck with,” I tell him, my warm shower fucking long forgotten as I stare at his face in the reflection of the mirror. My body’s been through hell, and it’s full of scars, permanently bruised skin, and burn holes from loosies. It’s not soft and pretty, and it won’t be smooth like silk, or whatever other shit he’s used to touching.
“You’re right, you don’t, you’re way fucking hotter than they are, Ed.”Ya, no, wey, I’m all rough and prickly. He’ll be able to tell that I was used and abused. He’ll see all but one of theX’s that were branded into my fucking skin when I turned fifteen.
I didn’t have a sweet sixteen or a fucking quinceañera; I had my clothes ripped off in front of the OG’s, and they picked who got to fuck me into a woman. Then they held me down and tattedX’s between my tits, on the back of my neck, over my ass crack, and right above my pussy. I fucking hate that they’re there, and I promised myself that I’m gonna get them covered one day. That’s why I grow a bush; it can at least hide one for now.No quiero verlo. I don’t want to see it.
“I’m being serious,cabrón.” His hand squeezes my waist, and I feel his fingers across my lower stomach. His pinkies graze through the hair I have there, and I suck in a breath.
“I am too,hermosa.” His other hand grabs my titty, and he starts to play with my overly sensitive nipple.
“I refuse to get fucking waxed down there ever again, just need to make that clear,” I tell him as his other hand gently rubs over my cunt. The abuelas used to take me. I fucking hated that shit.
“You don’t need to, this pussy’s perfect,” he assures me before spreading me apart. “I like that you'rea la natural.” He’s so fucking stupid, and it makes me smile at him. And then I throw my head back into his lower chest when he drops the pad of his finger over my clit.
“Aye, Hunter,” I say, sighing, as his left arm holds me up while his right hand is between my thighs.
“Spread your legs for me, Ed,” he says while his finger circles over my hole. I start to instinctively rub up on him like a cat. “That’s it,hermosa,” he says while slowly pushing his finger inside of me, “Good girl,” he dips his head and whispers into my ear, but it’s not loud enough. I want him to fucking scream it into my face. I want to feel as good as I can with him. I want him to fuck all the good he has into me.
“¡DIOSAS, WEY!”I cry out when he slides another finger in my pussy. I start to circle my hips as his thumb goes back torubbing my clit. I can’t help it, he makes me want to move, like he’s unlocked some divine feminine rhythm deep inside of my motherfucking soul.
“You’re fucking soaked for me, Ed,” he says as I grind up on him. My ass rubs over the top of his sweatpant-covered thighs like I’m giving him a lap dance. “Your sexy fucking body is telling me how turned on you are, how much you like my hand on your pussy.”
