Playmaker Duet by Mignon Mykel

Playmaker Duet by Mignon Mykel

Author:Mignon Mykel [Mykel, Mignon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Twenty-Four

Asher

My heart was pounding frantically.

It was the first time I admitted the words out loud. I hadn’t even said the words to Marie.

Pulling my lips between my teeth, I bit down, trying to focus on that pain rather than the pain of the memories.

Stale beer in the air. Calling me sweetheart. His hands more daring each night.

My body’s reaction.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, bringing my fist up to my mouth as a sudden sob wracked through me.

“Shit, Asher,” I heard Porter murmur, though it was difficult to hear much of anything over the roar in my ears. I held my breath as sobs shook my body, tears fighting through my closed lids.

The mattress dipped a moment before I was engulfed in Porter’s strong arms. He pulled me to him as my body shook against his, silently crying onto his chest.

“I’m sorry. I’m so goddamned sorry,” I heard him murmur into my hair. His lips were pressed to the crown of my head and he rocked us back and forth as I cried. We kneeled like that, my arms crushed between us as he held me tight while I pressed my fist against my mouth. After what felt like forever, my body finally stopped shaking and the tears dried. I still shook though, with small hiccups moving through me.

I pushed back from him, my head angled down so he couldn’t see my face. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking.

I knew better than to hope he’d leave it at that. That wasn’t Porter’s way.

He gently took my chin, lifting my face toward his. “No. Not that.”

His expression on mine wasn’t filled with pity. Concern and sadness, yes, but he also looked hurt and angry on my behalf.

I couldn’t tell him everything about those nights. I couldn’t tell him that it was the man deemed my guardian who did it. I couldn’t tell him that my body liked what he had done to it.

But still, “I should have told you.” I should have been honest on that front, at least.

“Is that the real reason why you can’t…” He glanced to the bed before his eyes met mine again. “Is that the reason you can’t be on the bottom?” His hand dropped from my chin but he didn’t go far; he just moved his hand to rest on my thigh.

I nodded. “He also called me ‘sweetheart’,” I admitted. “I think that was the real aggravator right now though.” My voice was low and gritty; I hardly recognized it. “Because I know it’s you. I just…” I took a deep breath and brought my eyes down again. “Sometimes the memories are just there.”

Porter moved to sit more comfortably and he pulled me into his lap. “Thank you for telling me. I don’t…” His sigh was heavy and he squeezed me tighter. “I can’t fix things if I don’t know what’s wrong. And I gotta tell you, Ash, you and me? I like you and me. I don’t want to do anything to drive a wrench between us.



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