STRIPPED 2 (A Ferro Family Novel) by H.M. Ward

Author:H.M. Ward [Ward, H.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781630351021
Publisher: Laree Bailey Press
Published: 2016-04-03T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

JON

We walk the deck after that, her hand in mine, fingers knitted together. The stars blink against the inky sky and the dark water is still as glass around the yacht. I don’t deserve her. I know I don’t. Regardless, I’m elated she finally confided in me, and I want to feel like this forever.

The concept of gentle sex crosses my mind. I don’t know how to be that kind of lover. I've never tried. I focus on getting harder and higher—and taking the girl with me. That won’t work for Cassie. I need to figure out what will, because I’m not letting her live like a chaste hermit, afraid of her own body.

I know Logan’s friend can help her. In our conversation, she explained the way the human body tenses to defend itself. Rape victims can get stuck with their muscles stiff for years. Imagine holding your hand in a fist for an hour. It fucking hurts. Now think what that does to a body after years of being stuck that way. Her core might be stuck like that, playing defense even though there’s no threat from me. Scars can feel painful, too. Most people don’t notice them, but others wince with the slightest caress. Touching Cassie intimately can bring back a slew of emotions I never want her to feel again.

It doesn’t mean no sex forever.

It means a lot of patience and even more time.

That conversation with Logan’s friend was one of the most uncomfortable situations I’ve ever experienced. She described the female response to rape to explain the male response. I cut off the conversation there, and she never spoke of it again. At the time I wished it hadn't happened, but now I’m glad it did. I wouldn’t have recognized how to help Cassie without it.

We stop at the railing and look out at the sea. Cassie leans on the metal bars while lifting my hand. She traces a circle on the back of my wrist, smiling softly as she does. “Do you remember kissing me here?”

Her touch is light, perfect. My voice hitches when I speak. “I could never forget that.”

Her dark eyes shift to the side and glance at me before lifting my wrist to her lips. The heat of her mouth and brush of her tongue against my skin makes my heart beat harder. She steals my breath and inspires an instant response below my belt. I shift my stance, giving my growing girth more room.

Cassie continues to kiss me there, slowly dragging her mouth over my skin, licking, teasing, and kissing me there. I’m out of my element. I don’t know what to do, what’s next after sucking off a wrist. Do you go for an ankle? This is so fucking weird.

I scold myself. I’m thinking too much. The object is to make her feel loved and desired, while being very careful not to make her come hard. It’s the opposite of everything I’ve always done. I can’t go from her lips to her tits, and do my magic hands on her pussy.

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