Clash Of Hearts

73. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎

Chapter-73

Author's POV

Rose looked aside, hurt. She knew what people would think of her if they got to know that she was abused. They will judge her. This is also one of the main reasons that stopped her from entering into a relationship.

Tears streamed down her eyes, disappearing into her hairline. She bit her lips to stop the unstoppable cries.

Her cries seized abruptly by his unexpected actions.

Donovan pressed his lips on her rib, right where the scar was. She whimpered biting her lips, as he ran his tongue up and down the tattoo, caressing the scar with his tongue.

" Your scars are mine," he said, looking straight into her misty eyes.

She bit her lips even tight to stop herself from breaking down in front of him.

She thought he would ask her about it. At least show some disgust, but nothing like that happened. If anything, his eyes glimmered with admiration for her.

" You don't have to tell me anything if you don't feel like it," he said, leaning closer, freeing her lips. " I'll wait for you to trust me" he caressed her lips, which looked slightly chapped, because of her biting.

She was overwhelmed.

Maybe because nobody did that, maybe, she was never treated so delicately by anyone. Her past was associated with abuse. Chase never acknowledged the scar on her body.

She pulled him closer. Her eyes sparkled again, this time with love and only love for him.

" Kiss me.... Donovan" She, urged, pulling him closer.

He nodded and captured her lips into a smooth kiss. Her lips moved in synch with his. His tongue caressed her tongue, earning a soft mewl from her.

Pulling back, he pressed his lips on her forehead.

" Take off my shirt" Donovan said, pulling her into a sitting position. Their legs tangled around each other's.

She unbuttoned his shirt slowly, her fingers slightly fidgety. If this wasn't their first time, he would have ripped his shirt into halves, sending the button flying across the room. But not now.

He watched her patiently as she removed his shirt from her, slowly.

Rose placed her cold hands on his broad chest. Surprisingly, his body was warm. He grunted when her fingers moved up and down on his chest, caressing the lion tattoo.

He was painfully hard.

" Can... I...kiss you?" Rose asked, coyly.

He pulled her on his lap, she was straddling him. Her cheeks tinted red as his hardness poked her inner thighs. He rested his hands on either side of the bed, as she gently kissed his forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, chin, jawline, and neck.

She looked at him after placing pecks on his broad chest. Donovan chuckled at her inexperience.

He shifted their position and now, she was lying underneath him.

His warm mouth closed on her right bosom, while he kneaded the other one. He took her nipples in between his teeth and bit it gently. She moaned as he continued his sensual torture of them.

He looked at her bosom after he was done sucking them thoroughly. They looked slightly red, with some love bites here and there.

Satisfied with his work, he proceeded down.