Duncan sat up, crooking a finger at her. She stepped forward, her breath caught in her throat. He ran his fingers over the worst scar on her side.
Did he think her ugly?
Leaning forward, he kissed her scar and she jumped in surprise.
“Shh,” he told her. “Stay still.” He licked from one end of the scar to the other. Then turning her, he did the same to another scar along the top of her buttocks, just above her panty line.
“Sick fuck, what kind of asshole grabs women and slices them?”
“I don’t want to think about him tonight.” She turned to face him once more, wanting to distract him.
Reaching back, she undid her bra, freeing her breasts. Immediately, his gaze grew hot as he focused in on her naked mounds.
“Damn, that’s beautiful,” he murmured. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
“I’ve had sex since I was attacked, Duncan,” she replied. Probably not the best time to bring that up. His gaze narrowed and he glanced away for a moment, his jaw tight.
“I want this, please.”
“You tell me if I do anything you don’t like or that scares you,” he ordered.
“I will.”
She gazed down on his hard erection. His stomach was chiseled, his legs strong and thick with muscle.
Licking her lips, she sat beside him. Reaching out, she grasped his cock, loving the silken feel of him.
“Baby, that feels good. But I want you so badly that if you keep doing that I’m going to come way too quickly.” He plucked her hand off him, pulling her down so she lay on her back.
He nibbled on her neck, making his way down her body. He sucked on her nipples until they were hard, distended nubs. Laken moved restlessly, her thighs moving against one another and she pushed his head down further.
He quickly stripped her off her panties before settling himself between her legs, keeping them wide apart as he drew her pussy lips apart and just stared at her.
“Duncan, please.” She couldn’t take it. She needed to come. Badly.
Leaning in, Duncan took a long, savoring lick. Pleasure raced through her and she thrashed her head back and forth as he played with her. Two fingers were pushed slowly inside her as he licked at her clit until she fell into a blissful whirl of release.
Duncan moved up beside her, holding her close as she shuddered through the most amazing orgasm she’d had in years. Reaching up, she drew him down for a kiss.
“Thank you.”
He smiled at her. “You’re welcome.”
She ran her hand over his shoulders, before leaning in to bite his nipples softly. “Now, what can we do about this?” She ran her hand lightly up his cock.
Duncan swore he almost embarrassed himself right then and there.
“Are you sure?” he asked her. “We don’t have to do anything more tonight.”
And he meant every word. Just having her naked in his arms, being able to bring her to pleasure was enough for him. Oh, he wanted more. Hell, who wouldn’t? But he wouldn’t push her to move too fast.
Since she had panicked and told him about the attack, he’d been feeling extremely protective of her, more so than usual. He’d also been dealing with a hell of a lot of guilt. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt her further.
“I damn well want more,” she told him, rolling on top of him. He allowed her to take charge, no matter how much that went against who he was.
Laken moved down his body, kissing him, swirling her tongue around his nipples until she reached his cock. He groaned as he desperately held onto his control. Her mouth was like moist velvet, sucking him in.
Gently, he pulled her off him. “No more, sugar, please have mercy.”