Chapter 31 #2
A hesitant look crosses her face, and her gaze lowers until it’s fixed on my chest. “It’s not sensitive.
It’s more mental than anything. So, the areas where I got third-degree burns, there’s no feeling whatsoever.
The nerves didn’t grow back. Where the second and third-degree burns meet, I got almost all my feeling back.
The rest of the areas for the second-degree burns and the first-degree ones, I got all my feeling back.
” She pauses and swallows thickly. “The mental part, it’s always turned my stomach when I think about someone touching them, or if they actually do touch me, I recoil almost as if I’ve been shocked so that I can break the contact.
Even when Ma helped me after I got out of the hospital, I had problems. But with you, I don’t know if I’ll have that same reaction. ”
Cupping her chin, I lift so that she’s forced to look at me.
“Lark,” I say, purposefully using her name so she knows how serious I am.
“Your burns aren’t an issue for me. If we find out that you can’t stand me touching them, then I won’t touch them, and I’ll go out of my way to make sure no one touches you there. ”
Lark swallows thickly again. Her hand trails down my arm and grasps my hand in hers. I can feel a tremble running through her, but I don’t say anything about it. She brings our hands up by her shoulder and then she hesitates, closing her eyes as she breathes deeply a few times.
“Eyes on me, Lark,” I tell her after a few moments. When she opens her beautiful chocolate eyes, I slowly raise our hands and kiss the back of her hand. “Whatever the answer is, it won’t change how I feel about you.”
Unshed tears swim in her eyes as she nods, then she lowers our hands so that my fingers touch her scars.
I don’t move my hand, letting her dictate how much or how little I touch her.
A tear spills down her cheek, and soon more follow. I quickly pull my hand away, but she shakes her head and pulls my hand back down on her scars.
“That’s not why I cried, Anthony. You… I…” She tries to say as she struggles to find the right words judging by the look on her face. A look that says either something good or something bad just happened, but then again, she put my hand back on her scars… Hope fills my chest.
“When you touch me, Anthony, I don’t have that reaction. I don’t feel like I need to instantly put space between us,” she says, awe filling her voice.
Smiling, I lean down and kiss her, but before the kiss can get carried away, I pull back.
“If at any point that changes, or we find out that there is a spot where me touching you bothers you, I need you to tell me, Darlin’. No matter what we’re doing. It’s not going to hurt my feelings. Your happiness and wellbeing are the most important things to me.”
She smiles and nods before she tugs on my neck and I lower my head, kissing her again.
She lowers my hand to her breast, and I moan into the kiss.
A moment later, I pull back, kissing down her neck.
I lick and suck at the spot where her neck meets her shoulders while at the same time, I tease her nipple with my thumb through her shirt.
Lark cries out and her fingers dig into my shoulders again.
I kiss down the exposed part of her chest since she left a few buttons undone on her button-up shirt.
I place a kiss right over where her nipple is, but I stand up before she has a chance to pull me closer to her.
She starts to protest until she sees me taking off my cut.
“Undress for me, Darlin’. Let me see you.”
She pulls her lower lip in between her teeth as she slowly starts unbuttoning her shirt.
She pulls it back over her shoulders and I bite back a groan at seeing her silky tank top pulled tight against her curves.
A moment later, she reaches down to grasp the hemp of the tank top and pulls it over her head.
This time, I can’t contain my groan at seeing her satin bra barely holding in her luscious breasts.
Reaching behind me, I grasp the back of my shirt and pull it over my head.
Her eyes blaze with desire and her pupils dilate further.
Undoing my belt, I start to take off my pants when I remember I’ve still got my boots on.
Quickly, I undo the laces and kick them off followed by my jeans and socks so that I’m just in my boxers.
Looking back up at Lark, I realize she’s also taken off her jeans and is staring at my cock. It twitches as my eyes roam all over her sexy curves and I damn near growl at seeing a wet spot already forming on her silky underwear.
Hooking my thumbs in my waistband, I cock my eyebrow at her, needing to make sure she’s really ready.
“Are you sure about this, Darlin’? I can still take care of your needs if you don’t want to go further.”
Her gaze meets mine, and she gives me a saucy smirk. Reaching back, she unclasps her bra and tosses it on the floor. Leaning back, she parts her legs and her hand goes to her clit.
“I’m sure, Anthony. Now, are you going to get over here or am I going to take care of this myself?”
This time I can’t stop my growl as I stalk toward her.
Kneeling in front of the bed, I hook my arms around her thighs and tug her closer to the edge of the bed.
Leaning down, I run my tongue through her slit over the material of her panties.
Lark cries out and her thighs tighten around my head.
Pulling her panties to the side, I repeat the motion before I suck on her clit.
Lark’s hands fly to my head and I groan when she tugs on my hair.
Slipping a finger inside her, I pump it in and out as I tease her clit.
“Anthony! More, please, Anthony, more!”
Slipping in another finger, she groans and cries out again when I make a come-hither motion. Her back bows off the bed slightly and she cries out as her orgasm washes over her. I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her as I prolong her orgasm and lick up her juices.
A few moments later, Lark lies panting on the bed.
Inserting another finger, I continue to stretch her as I tease her.
Soon, Lark is writhing on the bed and my cock throbs at all the little noises she makes.
Her thighs start to tremble as another orgasm rises.
As I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her, I kiss down her thigh and bite down.
Lark cries out, her fingers tugging on my hair again.
Lowering a hand, I push down my boxers and kick them off.
Kissing up Lark’s stomach, I grab the waistband of her panties with my teeth and a rush of desire goes through me at seeing her skin break out in goosebumps.
Pulling them down, I quickly pull out my fingers before thrusting them back in after I lower her panties.
I stretch my fingers inside of her, and moan when I realize she’s ready for me.
She closes her legs slightly and I finish lowering them before tossing them aside.
I make a come-hither motion again, and Lark moans as her legs tighten even more around me.
“Harder, please, I need it harder, Anthony,” she begs.
Sucking on her clit, I moan as I gently scrape my teeth over it. Lark’s legs tremble even more, and knowing she’s about to cum, I pull my fingers out and stand up.
Lark whimpers in protest but then cries out as I thrust into her, burying myself to the hilt in one thrust, triggering her orgasm. I damn near cum as her pussy clamps down on my cock.
“Fuck, yes, Anthony!”
Lark’s body goes tight as a bow, her mouth open in a silent scream.
When her orgasm subsides, I grasp her legs and watch as I start to draw back and thrust back into her. “You take my cock so good, Darlin’. Good girl.”
Her channel spasms around me again and I grin. Looks like my woman has a praise kink.
Leaning down, I take her nipple into my mouth as I tease her other breast. Her hands fly to my head, keeping me in place as she once again makes those sexy as fuck noises.
Fire licks up my spine but I try to ignore it. I need to feel Lark coming around me at least one more time.
“This first time will be fast, Darlin’, but I’ll make it up to you.”
Lark hums. “I’m liking that,” she purrs, and I groan when her core tightens around me.
“Fuck,” I groan as I start thrusting in and out of her faster.
Her hands tighten on my shoulders as she tugs me lower. She lifts her head and kisses me hard as she thrusts her hips against me, trying to take me deeper. She moans into our kiss as I pick up the pace, thrusting even harder.
A moment later, she tears her mouth from mine as she gasps. Her fingernails bite into my skin, almost to the point of drawing blood, which sends another shot of fire down my spine. I’ll gladly wear her marks, any mark she gives me.
“I’m close,” she gasps out.
“Not yet,” I grit out as I change my angle slightly and thrust even faster. “Don’t you dare cum yet, Darlin’.”
She whimpers but then gasps as I piston into her.
Fire licks down my spine again. “Darlin’, cum now.”
Lark cries out as her body bows off the bed as she cums hard. Her pussy clamps down on me like a vice which triggers my own release.
We both lay there panting for a moment, and when her pussy flutters around me from the aftershocks, I groan.
Lark gasps. “You’re still hard.”
I smirk. “With you, I’m always hard, Darlin’. Now, you up for round two?”
She matches my smirk and her core clenches me as she clamps down. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”