Page 55 of Scarred Redemption

That didn’t mean my cravings were any less powerful. I was simply trying to remind her that first and foremost I was a man and not a monster. Was that even possible?

The way she trailed her fingers down my chest, following her gentle movements with her eyes had me holding my breath. Her smile was as salacious as I’d seen, an offer I couldn’t resist.

If she only knew how much her temptations had altered my way of thinking. As she reached for my cock, I sucked in my breath. The ache was all but controlling me.

When she placed the tip against her pussy and lifted her heated gaze, I waited long enough for her to blink in approval. I slowly slipped my dick inside, immediately tensing from the way her pussy muscles clamped around me.

She was so damn wet, her body on fire and every touch became more explosive. I pulled out, holding my cockhead just inside before driving into her again. She gripped my arm, her fingers still digging into me, holding me in place while she peered up at me.

There was a silence between us that was more unnerving than it should be. Yes, we were keeping quiet given my daughter was down the hall, but this was something different. An unraveling I didn’t understand. But as always, I sensed her desire that had boiled between us from day one.

Now the fire was burning brightly again, enough so that she wrapped both legs around me, arching her back in yet another blatant invitation. I thrust harder and faster while staying aloft over her. There was nothing so pleasurable as watching every facial expression and the light shifting in her eyes.

Since I wasn’t a gentle man, my actions became more savage, leaving her clawing my arms. Her gaze drifted to my snake, the smile a clear indication of how much Fred pleased her.

I fucked her long and hard, but even that wasn’t enough. When I rolled over, she laughed from being caught off guard.

But I didn’t need to command her to do anything. I simply enjoyed the ride while cupping her breasts, pinching her taut nipples until she threw her head back and offered a single cry of ecstasy.

As she squeezed her thighs against my legs, she pressed both palms against my chest and swept her long hair across my face. The sensations were powerful, rocketing through me as her juice trickled across my groin. I lifted my hips, keeping her impaled while my cock seemed to expand.

Her lips were pursed, her eyes half closed and I sensed the moment she was close to a climax. I pushed her even more, gripping her hips and taking control of the heated passion. Every soft breath she issued and the way she panted while climaxing was something that would remain in my mind.

She was just entirely too beautiful.

When she finally lowered her head, her eyes were wilder than before. I was torn with what I wanted, the hunger for her creating an insistent need.

There would be more later, but the moment she began rocking against me harder than before, the choice was made. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I lifted my hips, pumping into her with savage strokes.

She met every one of them, a sly and steady smile crossing her face.

And as I filled her with my seed, only then did she offer a look of pure satisfaction.

CHAPTER 12

Maxsim

“You look nice.” Isabel’s voice held an entirely different tone, almost accusatory.

As I walked into the kitchen, I was struck by how it seemed as if the last four weeks hadn’t occurred. The blinds were all open on the downstairs floor, the bright sunlight streaming in through the windows providing a sweeping view of the ocean as far as the eye could see. With almost not a single cloud in the sky, the day could be considered perfect.

Especially since Mina was sitting at the kitchen table with her sketchpad in her hand.

She’d knocked on the bedroom door while we’d still been inside, Isabel quickly throwing on my tee shirt to hide her nakedness.

Which had been close to causing me to belly laugh since even her firm grip on the sheets had been challenged by a huge dog jumping on the bed alongside my daughter.

I’d never seen Isabel’s face turn so red before and the moment was heartwarming.

Especially since Mina didn’t think anything of it.

She’d been happy to see me, crowding into my arms and chattering about a dream she’d had. Not a nightmare but a dream. She’d enjoyed having the two of us close while Shadow kept his head on her lap.

Whatever torment they’d endured, the two of them had grown closer.

I adjusted my tie while I walked closer, stopped when Isabel approached. She offered a condemning look as if I didn’t know how to knot a tie correctly.

Which she fixed, her fingers doing so with ease and speed. When she patted my shirt, she even shook her head adding a final note to her chastising moment.