Page 34 of Scorch

“Let’s go see the rest of the house,” he said, finally dropping his hand from me and stepping back.

I watched him as he walked toward the wide, curved staircase and then followed him, hoping my knees weren’t weak from whatever it was he’d just done to me.No man had ever made me react like that.Not once.Not even when having sex.Yet he had the power to make my body weak from a simple brush of his thumb against my neck and those piercing eyes.I might be in trouble, and I wasn’t sure I cared.

It took walking through two rooms before I trusted my own voice.The master bedroom was so spectacular that I had to say something.I walked past Garrett and over to the large windows overlooking one of the beautiful beachfronts.

“Oh my God, to wake up to that view,” I marveled.

I couldn’t even imagine what that would feel like.Sure, once, we had parked the camper at a riverside campground, and that was a nice view, but this was something on another level.

I opened my mouth to gush about the flower gardens when Garrett’s body came up behind me.My gaze lifted from the ground below to the window and our reflection.Garrett placed a hand on my hip, and with his other, he took my hair and moved it away from that side of my neck.I watched helplessly as he lowered his head and brushed his lips over my ear, then the tender skin below it before moving to my bare shoulder.Needing some form of support, I placed my hands on the window as my breathing quickened.

“Your skin is like silk,” he said as he trailed his soft kisses up to my jawline.“And you smell sweet and delicate, like jasmine with a hint of vanilla.”

A warm rush filtered through my body as I clung to the flat windowpane.The hand he had on my hip slid around until his palm covered my bare stomach.I was struggling to breathe.My legs felt weak.

“You didn’t wear a bra,” he said against my neck.“I’ve watched your full tits bounce all damn morning.Those pierced nipples taunting me.”He pressed against me from behind, and the hard ridge of his erection settled right above my butt.“You’ve got me so fucking hard that I can’t concentrate.”

His teeth bit down on my earlobe, and I gasped.Then, the wet warmth of his tongue flicked it, making me tremble.

“Tell me to touch you, pretty baby,” he coaxed.

If I did, then what happened next?Was it done?He would be over this attraction to me, and I’d most likely be ruined for all other men.But if I didn’t and I missed this—whatever it was he was doing to me—wouldn’t I always regret it?Not having the experience.Sex had always been enjoyable, but this was something I hadn’t known existed.My body was reacting to him in ways that made me think he alone knew how to please me.Didn’t everyone deserve to know what that felt like?Even if the repercussions were painful.

“If I tell you”—my voice was just above a whisper—“what happens then?”

Garrett’s hands grabbed my waist, and he spun me around to face him.The ferocity in his eyes startled me.“I’ll fuck you until all you see and want is me.”

Well, at the moment, that was already the case.I didn’t tell him that.

I simply took a deep breath and jumped off the cliff I’d been teetering on.“Touch me.”

The flare of vehemence in his eyes before his mouth slammed down over mine sent a thrill through me that I felt all the way to my toes.His hand clamped around my throat again as he turned me, backing me up until I felt the bed hit my backside.He grabbed me around the waist with his free hand and perched me on the bed while his tongue slid smoothly over mine.The hint of cinnamon and cigar made for a craving I hadn’t known I had.

His teeth took my bottom lip in his, and he groaned as his hand squeezed my neck.My body arched against him, even with the rough way he was handling me.Instead of frightening me, it was creating a dark frenzy.I wanted more of this.I didn’t want it to stop.

I cried out as he grabbed my thigh, his fingers digging into my skin while he jerked my legs open forcefully.It hurt, but at the same time, the way he was taking me only seemed to fan this insanity that was controlling my body.He shoved my panties aside, then thrust two of his fingers inside of me without any preparation.

“Oh God!”I shouted, grabbing on to his biceps that flexed under my touch.

He bit down on the curve between my neck and shoulder, causing me to buck underneath him.His fingers went deeper, and I gasped.That was going to leave a mark.

“That’s a tight pussy, pretty baby,” he growled as he looked down at me.“Barely handling my two fingers.”

I was desperate.Whatever he wanted to do, I was willing.This was the best sexual experience of my life.I couldn’t get enough of him.

“I’m gonna fuck it so hard that you’ll feel me tomorrow.But first, I need a taste,” he said just before he ripped the panties off me and shoved me back onto the bed.

Grabbing my legs with enough force to bruise my thighs, he opened me.

I panted as I watched him look down at my bare pussy.His eyes darkened further, and I was ready to start weeping and begging.I didn’t care how many bruises he left on me; I just wanted more.

“So fucking pink and wet,” he said in a thick, deep voice before burying his head between my legs.

The first swipe of his tongue almost sent me spiraling into an orgasm.I grabbed the back of his head and sobbed in relief.Like everything else Garrett Hughes did in life, he did this with a vengeance.He ate me as if he couldn’t get enough.Growling and lapping at my tender flesh before taking nips at my folds, then diving back in to sink his tongue inside of me some more.

When the explosion hit me, I screamed his name while my body seized beneath his mouth.There was nothing normal about the orgasm that took me.The nirvana he had brought me to was mind-blowing.

My body continued to pulse as he stood over me and jerked his pants down.My eyes locked in on his swollen cock.It was as gorgeous as the rest of him.He tore open a condom, then slid it down over his length; it was so quick that I hadn’t recovered before he sank into me with one hard thrust.

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