Chapter 34 #2
The water rinses her while our hands roam, becoming accustomed to each other's bodies.
Lathering my hands in shampoo, I wash my hair, eliminating the smell of smoke.
Returning the favor, she takes the cloth, now soap-filled, and drags it across my chest, taking care of me as I just did her.
Her extended arm washes my shoulders and neck.
“Keep washing me, Scar.” My hands slide with the water, tickling her inner thighs until my finger feels her warmth.
Dragging one finger through her slit, making her hips jerk into my hand.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are,” I whisper.
She shakes her head and looks down. “Scarlett, look at me.”
Hesitantly, she bites her lip, her gaze following the water swirling down the drain. “Scarlett, eyes on me.” Reluctantly, she lifts her eyes to mine. I need her to believe me. “Tell me how beautiful you are.” Shamefully, she turns her eyes to the drain.
Shaking her head, her voice shakes. “I can’t, Spencer.”
Grabbing her face in my hands, “You will tell me one day, Scarlett, but for now, let me show you how beautiful you truly are.”
I run my fingers along the inside of her thigh, teasing her center with my knuckle, making her knees weak as she leans into my chest.
The water rinses away the remaining soap as I move my hand over her body; I then turn the water off. Taking a plush towel, I wrap her up, drying her hair and her body. Then I do the same with myself, before I scoop her up in my arms, walking her to my bed.
Lying down, Scarlett leaves her legs wrapped around my waist, her fingers moving into my hair.
“Spence, I want to give you a promise; a promise that this is not goodbye. I want to give you a part of me no one else has ever had before.” I swallow because I want that too.
I’ve been ready to take her for months. I have been good, I have waited, deprived myself of what I want, and fuck do I want her.
I want all of her, in every form, anyway I can get her, I’ll take it all.
I drop my head to her forehead, closing my eyes, trying to find the strength to stop this, to tell her no, she is vulnerable, and I don’t want her to mistake my intentions.
Until her lips crash against mine, taking me without hesitation, giving me no choice but to show her exactly how much I want her, too.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Scarlett? Because once I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. I’ve wanted this for too long.” She places her hands on the side of my face, holding her eyes with my own.
“Spencer, I am telling you, I want this. I want you to have this piece of me to hold onto until I come back to you.”
“Fuck it.” I groan into her mouth as her wetness coats my hardened length, which has been starved for months.
My hands travel down her fresh body, kissing her like it is the only thing keeping me alive.
Her breath is mine, her body is mine, and soon her heart and soul will be mine, just as I am hers.
Kissing my way down her body, her fingers roam and tug on my hair.
Driving me mad, I take control, opening her legs and putting her center on display for me.
“I’m going to devour this sweetness with my tongue until you soak my face with your come.
” She squirms at my words, arching her back as my finger slides into her and sliding my tongue along her center, making a path that leaves her gripping the sheets.
She lets out the sweetest moan, and a rush of desire vibrates through me.
Applying pressure to her sweet spot inside, I can feel her muscles constricting as she tries to muffle her moans.
“Spence— oh god— I’m going to—” Her back arches, her legs slam shut, closing my head within them, as she soaks my face.
I pump my fingers, letting her ride out her orgasm until she is left breathless, with a heavy chest and a smile that screams she needs more.
Crawling up to her, I kiss every inch of her before my eyes meet hers.
Scarlett wraps her legs around my waist, stealing my lips as she kisses them furiously.
“You ready, baby?” She nods. Grabbing a condom from the nightstand, she looks at me with curious eyes.
“I didn’t lie when I said, I’ve never been with anyone, not in this way.
I may be taking your virginity, but Scar, you're taking mine too.” I roll the condom on.
“I want this to feel good for you; you’ve got to tell me if it hurts.
” Placing myself between her legs, taking in her beauty, her innocence is mine for the taking, and I’m going to devour all of it, and make it mine for keeping.
Leaning over her, I kiss her lips, fighting with her tongue for more taste, more passion, more moans, working my way down, taking her nipples in my mouth, sucking and rolling them lightly on my teeth.
The tip of my dick is knocking on her entrance.
Her eyes open, fueled by power and devotion, she is ready for this.
Slowly, I slide inside, urging her to let me in.
Her walls stretch around me. “Fuuuck, Scar, you're so tight. You’re gripping my dick so good, baby.” Slowly, I work myself into her, her legs open wider, begging for more.
“Spence—” She moans into my ear. I slow myself.
“Am I hurting you, baby?” She presses her swollen, overly-kissed lips together while arching her back for more, shaking her head no. Fuck, she is perfectly curved. Her pussy is medicating, I am falling addicted to her touch, her taste, the way she grips me.
Her eyes roll back, making me grin devilishly.
“That’s right, baby, lose it for me.” Tightness is gripping me; the barrier between who we were and who we are is going to change the moment I break through, taking all she is giving me, while I give her all I am and all I have.
“This might hurt for a minute. I’ll go slow.
” She bites her lip and grins, giving me the Spencer, just do it, look, I so often get.
With that, I push myself deeper, taking her, breaking the barrier of innocence, as a bloody hue glides across the rubber.
She’s given me all of her, but she already had almost all of me; it was only a matter of time before I gave her the final piece.
Her legs wrap around my waist as my hand roams over the curves of her thigh.
Holding her leg, I lean back, watching the perfect show, “You’re doing so good, baby.
Such a damn angel.” I thrust in and out of her, while my finger presses on her sensitive bud, her leg pulls against my hold, keeping her open.
Watching her lose it, her body speaks to me, telling me everything she needs.
“Spence, I’m coming.” Words of a God damn angel.
“Don’t stop!” The words fall from her beautiful lips, and my body devours her soft moans, like the best fucking drug of my life, eager for my next fix.
Don’t come, I don’t want this to be over.
Hold it, Spencer. Pumping into her slowly, looking into those eyes that have stolen my soul.
The world has tried to break her; she has tried to break herself, but she can rest assured that I will build her back up until she rises from the ashes.
Stealing her lips once more, thrusting into her, I lean down, feeling my release rising, begging to explode.
“You are worthy, you are beautiful, and one day when you are ready, you will be all mine.” Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, her fingernails digging into my biceps.
“I love you, my beautiful. Scar.” With one final thrust, my release fills the condom, just as Scar filled my heart.
We entered this room as two separate individuals, but we are leaving it as one.
Pulling out of her was like leaving home, and all you want to do is go back inside and get warm. She is my home, whether she believes it or not.
Rolling onto my back, she rolls over and kisses my breathless lips.
“Let me go clean up, and I’ll be right out.
Don't move.” I slide off my bed, grounding myself before looking back at her, to ensure she is staying put.
Sliding the condom off, a sense of peace washes over me.
To be almost nineteen and a virgin isn’t ideal to many, but it was for me.
To find her was worth the wait, and now I’m not letting her go.
She can think she calls the shots, but even when she walks out the door tomorrow, she will still be mine.
Making my way back to her, she lies there spent with my sheet draped over her bottom half.
Sliding in next to her, I pull her into me.
“How do you feel, baby?” The illuminating smile tells me she feels perfectly fine.
Placing her hand around my neck, her thumb grazes my neck, and as if my dick didn’t just run a marathon, it twitches at her touch.
“I feel incredible, that was amazing. I’m sore, but I expected it, especially with… your size.” She laughs and kisses me once again. “Spence, thank you.” I push her fallen hair behind her ear before locking my eyes with her sparkling ones.
“You don’t ever have to thank me for loving you.
Loving you is easy; loving you has brought me peace I didn’t know I needed.
You are forever my Scar, you have scared my heart most beautifully, forever leaving your mark.
” Her eyes light up as she absorbs my confession.
“ I mean it when I tell you, I love you. I don’t say it for gratitude or because I think it's what you want to hear.
I say it because I know the importance of the word.
I have watched my parents love and love hard my whole life, and all I thought was, 'I want that, I want that all-consuming love. You are it for me, Scar, my all-consuming, heart forever altered, love.” Her eyes drop to my lips as she pulls me into her.
She whispers into my ear, “When I love myself as much as you love me, I’ll be ready to love you how you deserve, because you deserve everything I can’t give you right now.
Hold onto that love, Spence, because I’m coming back once I put out my fires, and when I do, I want that scar to be the only one ignited by our love and passion. ”
I hold her in my arms tightly, because the truth is, I don’t know how long it will take her, but time is no object when it comes to love. I will love her today, and I will love her every day after, and when she is ready to call me hers, I’m only going to love her harder.