She sat up in bed, her bare breasts causing a natural reaction in my body. My cock hardened, and the tip showed through the bottom of my briefs. I ignored it for the time being. It was time to make her feel appreciated. There would be no sex tonight, but that was what her and I both needed. I wanted to show her that holding her would be enough for me.
It would always be enough for me.
She unclasped the thick leather bracelets from around her wrists, and her chin started to dimple. It only did that when she held back tears. I climbed onto the bed and helped her. I handed her the makeup wipe so she could concentrate on clearing her face, and I took over removing her bracelets.
And what I saw made me see red, it made me feel murderous. I never wanted someone dead before, but I wanted Brian dead. Her quality of life would improve. I had enough money to hire a hitman, and I was considering it. No one would know. Brian wouldn’t be missed if his body sank to the bottom of the Hudson River.
“Baby,” my voice broke as I saw the light blue marks on her wrists. I rubbed my thumb gently over the marked flesh. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. This would have never happened.” I brought her arm to my lips and kissed a path from her elbow to her wrist. “I’d never do this to you.”
“I know you wouldn’t.” She laid her free hand on my cheek. “I know you’d never do this to me.”
I brought my eyes to her face, finally free of the makeup, and saw the bruise on the side of the cheek. It was red but not as bad as her wrist, but still, the fact that Brian would even lay a hand on her…
I was going to kill him.
“Baby.” I reached for her cheek, and she leaned into my touch, closing her eyes. “God, I should have came after you. I shouldn’t have let you run from me.”
“This isn’t your fault. Don’t do this. Don’t blame yourself. I don’t blame you. You’re right; I shouldn’t have run from you. What you make me feel overwhelms me and scares me. They are feelings I had never experienced before. They are more intense than anything Brian ever made me feel. No more running, I promise.”
I wanted to leave this bed and hunt down Brian to make sure he never bothered Lucy again, but I needed to be close to Lucy right now, and I had a feeling she needed me. I fell to my side and gently, with a barely-there caress, I laid a kiss on her cheek.
“What did he tell you?” I cuddled against her, placing my chin on her shoulder as her back pressed against my chest and her ass settled like a soft cushion on my cock.
“He told me that he loved me and that he wanted me back. He told me to stay away from you. I’m worried he will go the extra mile, Godrick. He isn’t the same man I used to know.”
“Yes, he is.” I buried my nose in her hair and closed my eyes, relishing in her scent. “He has always been this man. He never showed you this side of him is all.”
“Makes sense. When I walked in on him cheating on me, he was fucking the girl so hard and calling her a bitch, like he hated her.”
“He could hate women,” I said. “His idea of hate is love though. He thinks what he feels right now is love, and it isn’t. It’s just a twisted sense of ownership he feels over you. I don’t understand it, but I’ll do everything in my power to keep you away from him, okay?”
She flipped over on her side until she was face to face with me; her nose brushed against mine, and her forehead laid against my own. “I know,” she said with a tired breath. Lucy’s hand trailed down my chest, reaching the waistband of my briefs, she swirled her finger around my engorged cockhead. “Make him go away. Make me forget.”
“Lucy,” I warned. She had no idea what she was asking. “You need to rest. I’ll be here. I’m not going anywhere, okay?”
“Make me feel good.” She rubbed her palm over my shaft, and my eyes fluttered shut from how she felt.
It took every ounce of control I had inside me to tell her no, to not slide inside her and erase the memory of Brian. “Lucy, having sex with me won’t change that. I always want you, but right now, you need to sleep. You need to give your body a break and put your mind at ease. Don’t think I don’t want you; I do. I always do,” I chuckled slowly. “Tonight, be with me just like I am with you, okay?”
She curled her body against me, laying her head on my shoulder and moving her hand from between my legs to the middle of my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as close as possible without compromising her breathing. I rubbed her shoulders with my hands, and then I got the idea of giving her a massage. I pulled away from her, and she whimpered, frustrated I was so far away. I smiled, loving that she wanted me close.
We made progress as a couple tonight, and I had a feeling things would only get better between us.
Flipping her over, I straddled her ass and pressed my thumbs in the tight muscles of her shoulders. She moaned, and the sound went straight to my cock. Maybe the massage was a bad idea because now I just wanted to sink inside her and come.
“That feels so good,” she moaned, and my cock settled between the crease of her ass cheeks.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to remember that she needed to be taken care of. She needed a break. Lucy didn’t need a man invading her personal space.
“This is nice,” she sighed happily, sinking into the mattress as she laid limp.
Her skin was flawless; her pale back making her red hair glimmer brightly. She had a few freckles on top of her shoulders, probably from the sun beaming down on them. Other than that, her entire back was clear and milky white. She was fucking beautiful. I was a lucky man. I kneaded and rolled my thumbs down her back, between her shoulder blade, and on the sides of her spine.
She relaxed under me, but I was far from it. My cock leaked onto my lower belly, precome sticking into my happy trail. While my blood raged in my shaft and my balls ached to release the built-up come, I controlled myself.
“Thank you. I didn’t know I needed this.”
I felt a sting o