His Scarred Woman - Curvy Women Wanted

“I like this spot,” he said, touching the wood. “I love to see you wet and naked. One day, I want to get you to spend the day walking around naked so you can see how beautiful you are.”

“You’re crazy.”

“I’m not even close to crazy, baby.” He gripped her neck, tilting her head back and kissing her hard. “You’re going to realize just how much you mean to me.” He kissed her again, silencing all protest, her brain nothing more than mush because of his kiss.

She was finding it harder to be cold toward him. How long could she keep this up?

****

Roses were too much, but candlelight, perfect.

Completely naked, Drake prepared the room for Petra’s first time. He was going to make it magical for her. The sheets were turned down, and he’d changed them for some beautiful silks. The kind that was soft on the body.

The curtains were drawn, and they were alone. The house was secure as it always was.

His cock was rock-hard and ready, and he’d also brought with him a tube of lubrication. He wanted to bring her to orgasm with his mouth but then have the additional wetness from the synthetic kind.

With everything prepared, he did a quick check, and once he was satisfied, he went to the bathroom. Opening the door, he stepped inside.

Her hair was piled up on her head, each golden blonde lock falling around her face. Her cheeks were red, and the pinched scarring was a little darker on her scarred one. He didn’t mind. Her eye was closed shut. The surgeon had done amazing work on her, though. He’d seen the before and after shots of what that bastard did to her.

No one would get close to her again. He would do whatever it took to take care of her.

While he held a towel open, she got to her feet, and he wrapped it around her, pulling her into his arms.

“I’m nervous,” she said.

“You don’t have to be, but I get it. I understand. You’re afraid but you don’t have to be.” He stroked her cheek. “Whenever you want me to stop, I’ll stop. You’re the one in control of tonight.”

“Really, from what I’ve been feeling, you’re the one who’s been in control of everything.”

“You’re the boss tonight.” He helped her out of the tub and dried her body. He didn’t want the towel between them. Once she was dry, he took her hand and led her back to the room. He’d put on some gentle music and it filled the air around them.

“I like it,” she said.

“Good.” He pulled her into his arms, still in no rush to get the deed done. He wanted this to be a memory she treasured.

When her father came calling, he needed to make sure he had all the ammunition he needed for her to know how he felt. Just coming out and telling her he was in love with her and had been from the first moment he saw her—she wouldn’t believe it.

He did though. It was why he hadn’t been with any other woman in the last six months.

One look and he knew Petra belonged to him. He was going to work to make her trust him. For her to see who he really was, and it wasn’t this desperate man who would hurt a woman, lie to her to get what he wanted. He was better than that. She deserved better and he would give it to her.

As he kissed the top of her head, Petra’s hands moved from his shoulders, down his back, then in front of him, going to his cock.

She jerked away and he stroked down to her ass then back up, wanting her to be okay.

She touched his cock again, and this time, she didn’t stop. She circled his dick and slowly started to work up and down his length, taking her time. “Is this okay?” she asked, pulling away from him.

He wrapped his fingers around hers and started to move at a pace that drove him harder. “Fuck, that feels good.”

“It does? It doesn’t hurt?”

“Not even close. You could never hurt me. This feels so good.”

When she sank to her knees in front of him, he was shocked. “Petra, you don’t need to do that.”

“I know I don’t need to, but I want to.”

He picked her up off the floor. “As much as I’d love to have those lips wrapped around my length, we can do it later. For now, I want to feel you wrapped around my dick.”

He lowered her to the bed, sliding between her thighs.

“I thought men liked it when women got on their knees in front of them.”

“I’m not complaining, but tonight is all about you.” He kissed her hard but this time, he didn’t linger. Instead, he trailed kisses down her body once again, licking and sucking at her nipples before going to her pussy.