Chapter 9

 

As I press my lips to hers, the world melts around me. I could care less at this point. She’s so soft and perfect, much like I knew she’d be. My hand stays planted on her cheek while my mouth works her over. The way my tongue sneaks into her mouth, touching hers. I feel like everything's falling into place, when in reality—I’m making shit worse. Everleigh’s hand wraps around my neck pulling me in closer. The way she’s breathing, I know what she wants and fuck me, I do too. I pull my mouth away for only a second to look her in the eye.

“How old are you Everleigh?” I have to ask. You wouldn’t think that would have been my question, but she looks so damn young. Her eyes search mine questioningly.

“Twenty-four.” My eyes widen as I look at her. I knew she was young, but not that young.

“Please don’t stop,” Her whispers go straight to my dick. As if he has a mind of his own, I kiss her again. This time it’s rough and full of everything she wants to feel.

I climb off the floor and reach for her jeans. I yank them off her body before laying her back on the bed.

I feel like I should be fair and warn her ahead of time because that’s always been my rule. No way in hell will I stop with her. I tell her,“I won’t stop once I start.”

She doesn’t respond, so I keep going. Yanking my pants off in record time after I grabbed the condom from my pocket, I kick them to the side. I rip the foil pack open, sliding it on before climbing on the edge of the bed.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Looking deeply into her eyes, I can see she doesn’t believe me.

I kiss her softly, running my tongue over her bottom lip. I want her to feel beautiful. I want her to see what I see. Nipping my way down her jaw her head tilts to the side, giving me better access.

“Softest skin I’ve ever felt—it’s like silk.” Running my tongue up her neck, her body shudders.  Pulling back, I slide her shirt up and over her head. Tossing it to the side, I glare down at her.

“God, Everleigh.” Her eyes dance with lust, but there is so much fear within the depths of them. It’s killing me.

I unclasp the front hook of her bra, letting her breasts spill free.

I don’t miss the scars that mar her body either. I just don’t make it a point to point them out to her. She knows they are there.

Lowering my head, I suck her nipple into my mouth, playing with it gently. When I release it, I slide my tongue over the scar that’s just below her breast. Her body tenses before I pull back and look up at her.

“Whatever he did to you, made you. You can be stronger than what he did. These are yours now. They make you who you are. Don’t be ashamed that he tried to pull you down.” The cries rip free from her throat, but she pulls me to her. I slide my dick inside of her letting her feel what it’s like to have a man, a real man inside of her. I slowly rock into her as her tears keep falling.

“Never be ashamed, Everleigh.” Her hips lift, pulling me in deeper.  Her cries slow as my hips pick up speed.

“Tell me you’ve never been loved like this?” I don’t go my usual route and fuck her senseless; I make love to her. Slowly, but with just enough pressure that she wants for more.

“Never.” Her gasps should say enough, but I needed the words. I rest my face in the crook of her neck pressing kisses and light sucks to her delicate flesh.

Her hands wrap around me, pulling me in deeper.

“Not this time, darlin’. This time is slow and deliberate. Next time, I’ll fuck you rough, and hard.” Her pussy clenches around me at my words to her.

How she feels this damn good in my arms is beyond me, but I don’t think I want to let it go.

“Do it, Everleigh. I can feel you're so close.” Whispering in her ear, my dick swells inside of her.

One last nip at her earlobe and she loses herself in my arms. 

***

I brush her hair away from her face as she lies on my chest. It feels far too familiar, yet different.

“He’s the Captain, right?”  I need the information whether she wants to give it or not. Her body tenses and she tries to pull away from me. Yeah, nice try.

“Don’t fuckin’ pull away from me. Was that better than anything you’ve ever felt?” Everleigh nods her head against me. The slight chuckle that vibrates through my chest has her looking up at me.

“Yes, he’s the Captain. I was in a lot of trouble when I was younger. I met Luke. He was older and was nice to me. It went from there. I got pregnant with Haylee soon after we met, and when I turned eighteen, we got married.” I know the fucking Captain. I’ve had a few run-ins with him over the years. He was always a prick. A lot older than her that much is for sure.

“After a while, he started cheating on me. I found out and tried to leave. He beat me. He almost killed me twice. He said if I ever took Haylee away he would kill us both. The last time—he hit her. He hit her like she was nothing. I couldn’t stay and let that happen to her. She deserves better, Dragon.” She sobs. I close my eyes as my hand tightens around her. They both deserve better than that.

“You deserve better than that too, Everleigh.” Pressing a kiss to the side of her head, I don’t know if I can be that much better. I would never hurt her the way he did, but this life isn’t for her. She doesn’t need to be dragged from one hell to another.

“He won’t touch you while you’re here. I’ll make sure of that.” Her tears wet my chest as I run my hand over her hair.

“I’m not a good guy, Everleigh. I do bad things.”

“Would you ever hurt me?” God, those words.

“Never.” 

The words hang in the air around me. Why would I say that to her? What the hell do I expect from her after only a few weeks of knowing her?

A fucking relationship? She’s married. She’s married to a cop for fuck's sake!

I have to have some kind of mental issues going on, to even be considering this shit right now. Roc sits next to me, looking at me like I’m crazy before he says, “You look, well, I don’t know what the fuck you look like.”

Taking a long pull from my bottle I look over at him.

“Confused. That’s what the fuck I look like.” It’s true, though. I’m fucking confused out of my mind.

“You fucked her, didn’t you?” The grin on his face makes me want to slap it back off.

“Fuck off, Roc.” He chuckles slightly but doesn’t move.

“I knew it, motherfucker.” Slapping his hand on my shoulder, he grins.

“I’m just confused. She’s married to the police Captain, Roc,”  I tell him. His eyes widen as his mouth hangs open.

“He fuckin’ did that to her?” I can see the way he looks at me. He’s as pissed as I am. I nod my head when Haylee comes squealing into the room.

“Can I have orange juice, please?” She beams up at me with those bright green eyes.

“Sure. Go on in there. Aria will give you some.” Haylee grins before running off.

“She’s a cute kid.” I have to agree there.

“She’s only twenty-four, Roc. He took advantage of that shit. He used her. Now he’s out lookin’ for her.”