Chapter 10 #2
I licked up her slit and watched her eyes roll back as she bit down on her bottom lip.
Her chest rising before she let out a ragged breath.
Slowly, I did it again and again. I was rewarded with her fingers twining themselves into my hair as she pulled me harder against her as I focused on her clit.
Sucking and licking, watching her watch me now.
She wanted to fucking ride my face and it was everything.
I dipped my tongue inside of her, salivating at the taste of her wetness.
I wanted more, so I dug deeper with my tongue as my face rubbed against her clit.
I ate her like it was my last fucking meal and she rode me like that rung true.
Grinding against my face, she took control of her own pleasure—using me like a toy—and it fucking did things to me.
I dropped one of my hands between my legs, into my pants and glided over my own clit in time with the thrust of her hips against my tongue.
I could feel her building closer as her moans got louder and they turned into feral groans. I moaned against her—the feel of her losing herself on me, taking what she wanted, sent more pleasure through my body than my own fingers. My moan was her undoing.
‘Look at me as I ride that pretty face of yours. Let me hear how much you love me using you.’ I hadn’t quite seen this side of her during sex before and it had my insides clenching with desire.
I tried to look into her eyes but I was losing myself to the pleasure, and they kept shutting as I moaned at the feeling of my fingers, her delicious taste and the feel of her dripping down my face.
I was close and as I dipped my tongue inside her, tasting the very depths of her, I let out a guttural groan that had her screaming.
Gushing, squirting all over me. It sent me into a frenzy, lapping up the liquid before it could fall to the floor.
I was a fucking animal for her as I found my own release; my body shuddered against her as my tongue slowed, but I kept licking, riding out the wave of pleasure as I savoured the taste of her.
‘Wow,’ she breathed.
‘Wow,’ I echoed. Wow was right. That was by far the best moment of my life. Being drenched in her want and need. I could throw away every dream I ever had for my life, including this gallery, because nothing else compared.
‘What do you think?’ I asked as I pulled her clothes back onto her body, being ever so gentle.
She stepped closer to the statue I had carved. It wasn’t quite finished yet; it was rough and raw, but it still showed what I wanted it to. I had spent so much time on her eyes, the fierce flames that seemed to roil within them, that the rest being unfinished didn’t matter.
‘I wish I could always view myself through your eyes. I don’t know if I deserve the way you look at me but right now it’s what I need to see,’ she said, stroking her fingers over the jagged stone.
‘By the time I’m done with the collection, you will know every way I look at you. You will know your worth. You will see everything I see, and you will never doubt yourself or us again,’ I promised, placing a kiss on her neck as I stepped into her.
‘We should tell your brother. He’s done so much for me. Do you think he’ll be mad I don’t want to work at the club or the store anymore? Oh my god, he paid for my online course and I’m just bailing on him.’
‘I may or may not have texted him already. I was slightly too excited to wait. I told him to shove it and that I would be the one looking after you from now on, if you’d let me.
’ She paled and I couldn’t help but laugh.
‘Don’t worry; he wasn’t mad.’ Pulling out my phone to reassure her, I showed her the text he’d sent.
Z: Good. Make her cry, I make you cry little sister.
She looked confused but relieved. My brothers’ protective instincts over women were an enigma to many, but to me it made perfect sense.
There had been a woman in his life once, when we were younger.
This was before he became so hardened. She lived with us in the group home.
She was only there for six months, and in that time, he fell hard.
I suppose that trait ran in the family. They did everything together.
One night, she was coming home late from a study group but never made it back.
He had promised to pick her up but had fallen asleep.
He went looking for her when he woke and found her body stripped down, bloody and cold in an alleyway behind the library.
She was dead. She’d been violated and killed by a group of drunk guys.
He spent the next twelve months lurking in the shadows of their lives; tormenting them, driving them insane with fear, before he ended each one of them brutally.
I didn’t blame him then, but especially not now, because now I knew what it felt like to love someone.
What I wanted to do to Jason after seeing the bruises on her perfect skin, rivaled what my brother had done to them.
Losing her had changed him, turning him into something dark and twisted with a compulsion to protect those unlucky women who were alone in the world to make up for the one he felt he was responsible for losing.
‘Sunshine, if you’re ready, I need to know how many times Jason hurt you.
I need to know how did he hurt you.’ I turned her to face me as she put on the last of her clothing.
Those endless brown eyes flashed with pain at wherever her mind took her.
Her body shuddered, repulsed by the memories; it was different to how she shivered under my touch.
‘Three hundred and seventy-one times. I remember every single one. He used his hands to beat me. A few times, he threw me into a bookcase or threw a cup or plate at me. He locked me in closets, handcuffed me to the radiator at times when his paranoia peaked.’ My heart clenched.
‘Did he…’ I couldn’t finish the sentence.
She looked at me, searching my eyes until it dawned on her.
‘Once. He came home drunk and horny. It was one of the nights he had chained me to the radiator so I couldn’t get away.
You know what the worst part was? He had been gone for two days while I was locked there.
He fucked me in a pool of my own piss. I-I had never felt so degraded in my entire life. ’
I had no words, so I held her. I tried not to hurt her bruised flesh but I just needed to feel her so tightly against me until she was inside of me, shielded from the world and her past.
‘V, I have something to ask you that I know I have no right to, but I think I need this.’
‘Anything for you, Sunshine.’
‘I need you to erase him—every touch, every memory. I need you to do the things he did to me: bind me, wake me with you being the one between my legs. Turn every terrible memory into something sweet and special because it’s with you. Rebuild me.’
I swallowed thickly at what she was asking. It was a scary amount of trust she was giving me to reshape those memories. ‘I’m scared of hurting you.’
‘Would you stop if I asked you to?’
‘Without a moments delay,’ I replied instantly.
She grinned at me. ‘See, you could never hurt me the way he did because he took from me. But here and now, I am deciding to give to you.’
‘Okay, Sunshine, whatever you need. Now, I need to know if you want to be there. Xav will find him. Z will get him and Sunshine, I will make him feel every shred of pain and fear you felt with him until I kill him. The decision is yours: you can be there, you can be the one to do it, or you can choose to trust that I will make it hurt. Tell me what you want.’
She tensed briefly under me before the words left her. ‘I want to be there at the end, after you’ve done what you wanted to him. I need to see him die. I need to know he can’t find me again. That he’s really gone.’
I nodded, promising her she would get exactly that.
‘I also need to change my number; he found it somehow. I’ve been receiving text messages from him, V.
He’s been threatening me, telling me he’ll find me.
I’m getting scared. Really scared. What if he finds me here, and does something to you guys?
The day he found me, he had left a note under the front door of the shop.
I thought it was for the owner but it was too late when I had seen it, he said he would hurt you. ’
My stomach dropped. I didn’t think he would be able to get to her like that, but I should have known better, and I was angry at myself for not doing something about it sooner.
‘How long has this been going on for, Sunshine?’
She shrugged, trying to deflate the anger she saw quickly brewing within me. ‘This time? Only the last twenty-four hours or so.’
God, how many times had this happened in the past? How many times had she had to change her number or move because of him?
If I wasn’t certain before, I was now. I would kill him.
Later that night, once Sunshine was asleep, I called Ashleigh, Matt’s wife. I had tried to leave them more or less undisturbed while on their honeymoon, but I desperately needed her advice now.
‘Ash, I need your help.’
‘Oh, my honeymoon’s been great, thanks for asking V.’ She mocked.
‘Sorry Ash, I’m just freaking out right now. Tell me everything.’
‘No, tell me what’s going on, you sound off.’ Her voice was tinged with confusion as I heard her close a door behind her, likely finding a private place for this conversation. It was rare I called her, we usually spoke via text or through Matt.
‘I’ve met someone, and they’re everything, Ash. I think I’m in love with her but she wants me to do something and…I don’t know if I should or if I can.’
‘Oh, hon I’m so happy for you. Now what’s going on?’ I know she wanted to pry more about this mystery person, as I had never previously shown much interest in anyone, and here I was seeking her advice about someone; but my desperate tone offered no room for pleasantries.