Scars of Silk: A Tears of Ink - Novel by Anna Bloom

Author:Anna Bloom [Bloom, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

Ten

Sienna

I don’t think there has ever been a time when I’ve snuggled into a man’s chest before. Or maybe it’s just been so damn long I’ve forgotten.

“What are you thinking?” I hold in a shiver as his lips brush my hair.

What am I thinking? Nothing sane, that’s for sure. I’m thinking this is nice—I mean nice? Hello… I’m wondering why this man wants to hurt himself and questioning why he isn’t talking to those who love him and would help. I’m wondering why this seems to be a recurring event in my life. Loving and losing, brutality and defeat.

“I’m thinking.” Licking my lips, I pause. I don’t even know how to articulate all the many thoughts I have. “Not much.”

“You lie.” He chuckles and shifts his body beneath mine.

“I’m thinking I’ll ache tomorrow.” I snort a laugh and hide my face against his chest, trying to hide the red tinge stinging my cheeks.

“More than me? Now don’t go stealing my thunder, darling.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’d hate for you not to be wallowing in your injuries.”

He rolls us, hiding any pain he might feel, trapping me within the cage of his arms. “What injuries?”

His warm brown eyes smile down, and I lift a hand to run it through the sandy, shaggy lengths. I cock an eyebrow. “None I can see.”

His lips hover over mine, close enough I can taste us on his breath. “Why were you crying?”

I try to turn, but his fingers lift and grasp my chin.

“Don’t. This isn’t what this is about.”

“What is this? Because the way I see it you keep turning up at my house.”

“Just leave it, Dan.”

He’s between my legs, his knee rising until it’s pressed at the apex of my thighs. An instant fire builds down there and I squirm from his touch.

“You see, darling, a long time ago I didn’t pay attention to a girl that cried, who acted out, and we all know how that turned out.” His gaze is unflinching. “So if you don’t want me to ask questions then don’t turn up crying.”

His knee presses right between my legs. He knows what he’s doing as he applies more pressure and I groan a little, trapped under his hold.

I want to rub myself along him like a bloody cat.

Dipping his head, he sucks my earlobe into his mouth, his teeth clamping around the flesh, pulling with an incessant bite. My eyes all but roll back to see my brain.

“Talk.”

“No.” I shift against his knee. I'm undone by him. He played my power game and now I’m in his grasp.

His knee circles, pressing so hard the pleasure spears with pain. I groan, staring at the wall, at the door to the room, at anything that isn’t him watching me fall apart at his barest touch.

A wave of pleasure mingles with discomfort, but I take it all, losing myself as I shut my eyes and grind myself against him with no restraint at all.

“Why were you crying?”

“Why do you even care?”

“Who says I do?” His knee pushes harder and I can’t contain my moan.

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