Always Running (MATURE CONTENT)

CHAPTER 9

After long minutes of crying, Nessa still lay beneath him with his cock still buried deep inside her.

"I'm sorry, I feel so stupid." She buried her face in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent. It was heavenly.

"Never apologize." He began to move again making himself get harder with every thrust. "I can't get enough of you. I want to make love to you all night." He kissed her gently on the lips.

Their love making was sweet and wild. He was gentle with her and gave her the most amazing pleasure she had ever had. Her body burned with desire for him, the fires of hell were nothing compared to what that man made her body feel with each thrust of his very talented cock, and the way his body reacted to her made her feel like the most beautiful, sensual woman in the world. Like there was nothing wrong with her. Like she had never been broken.

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The warm sunlight poured through the windows illuminating her room announcing morning had come.

Nessa stirred in bed and suddenly sat straight up as fear gripped her heart. Her eyes searched the room wildly, not recognizing where she was. She looked down and found herself wrapped in a pale violet sheet which caused more panic to ensue.

"Take a deep breath, baby." Lucas' voice came from across the room. She looked at him with wild eyes and he knew that she was about to go into full panic mode. "Just breathe, you're safe, Nessa okay."

Nessa swallowed hard and looked around the room. Everything started to become familiar to her once again. She was in her new room and the fact that she had spent the night with Lucas dawned on her. Her cheeks became inflamed with a bright red blush remembering the night of lovemaking with the man that stood in front of her now.

"You with me?" He waited for some kind of answer from her before making any sudden moves.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm naked and I fell asleep." She stated the obvious; he didn't react to her. He simply walked to where he had slept beside her and sat facing her.

"Yes, you are and yes you did. You slept for about three hours." He informed her. He guessed by the shock on her face that three hours was some kind of record for her.

"That long?" Nessa held the sheet tight against her naked body as she made her way out of the comfortable bed. She knew that after what they had done the night before it was absurd hiding her body from him, but she was not comfortable showing him her scars yet, and he would have to understand that.

"I'll leave and let you have some privacy, so you can get ready. When you're up to it I would like you to meet someone, no rush, take your time." He watched as she walked towards the bathroom slowly unsure of herself. He sat in silence and let her move about. When she passed him, he got a glimpse of a tattoo covering most of her back and by the looks of it, it was a very colorful phoenix. He wanted to tell her how beautiful it was but guessed that it was not the right moment for such pleasantries.

Nessa took her time getting ready. Her time was not spent deciding what she should wear considering that she owned two pairs of jeans and three tops and two sets of underwear and five pairs of socks. Nope. Her hold up was due to the fact that she was terrified of going down and facing Lucas. She had practically coerced him into sleeping with her the night before and had practically forced him to behave in the most irresponsible way, although nothing would come out of it, of that she was sure.

She was beyond embarrassed and petrified of what he must think of her by now. Slut! Whore! Her inner voice wasn't pulling any punches, it was going straight for the jugular.