Fierce Love by Danielle Stewart

Author:Danielle Stewart [Stewart, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Normally when a woman lay across his chest after sex James felt like an animal caught in a snare. But here, lying with Libby, her hair splayed across him, he’d never felt freer in his life. She shifted a few times, adjusting her weight, and he held her in place, not wanting it to end.

Tracing a finger up and down her back, touching a small scar on her shoulder blade, he couldn’t hold the question back. “You said someone hurt you.” Rolls of anger flooded him at the thought.

“A long time ago,” she dismissed, turning her head and kissing his chest lightly. “Who hasn’t been hurt really? What does it matter?”

“Depends what kind of hurt,” he said, watching for a wince or a flutter on her face that would tell him all he needed to know. His finger danced on the small jagged scar again.

“Can I tell you something?” she asked, propping herself up on her elbow and flipping her hair away. He missed it the second it was gone from his body.

“You can tell me anything.” His eyes were on her face, flexing his skill to see even the smallest tell. A face could give away so much if you knew what you were looking for. And James did.

“Before just now, I’ve never, um . . . That was the first time—” He cut her words off as he sat up slightly.

“You were a virgin? I couldn’t tell. Why didn’t you tell me?” He ran a hand through his hair, trying to comprehend how a woman like her might have saved herself and why she’d given herself to him so freely.

“No,” she laughed, rolling her head back as though he were being ridiculous. “I’m not a virgin. I’ve been in relationships. I’ve had sex. I’ve just never, you know . . .” She squirmed away nervously. “Enjoyed it.”

“You’ve never orgasmed before?” He coughed out the words as though the idea choked him.

“Not with anyone else,” she admitted sheepishly. “Like not when I was—” Her stutter reminded him of how sweet she was. How special. Very few women who’d been in his bed would have struggled to talk openly about their sex lives. Those women were very open. Nothing left to the imagination. But Libby was shrouded with mystery and innocence that he was aching to peel back.

“But you have by yourself.” He grinned, the image of her pleasuring herself bringing him half erect again. The blush in her cheeks was making his heart race.

“Yes,” she said, burying her face in her hands. “I know how lame that sounds. I must sound like such a loser.”

“What kind of stupid selfish pricks were you sleeping with that couldn’t stop long enough to get you off too? Guys like that should be castrated.”

“In their defense, I put on a pretty good show sometimes. I’m a good actress.”

“But that,” he said glaring at her, “that was very real.”

“Impossible to fake something like that,” she assured, still covering her face partially until he gently pulled her hand away.

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