¿How far are you willing to go? {Book 4} (Old Version) Being renewed

Giving the heart and soul

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Chapter Eleven: Tatiana Slayer

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"Scar....." 

"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. You didn't close the door...I couldn't stop staring at your body." Oh my God, can't he stop? I glanced at him, my chest heaving up and down as he made his way toward me.

"Scar, what happened in the pool...I needed to get out....I don't want to do something I'll..." He grabbed my face and captured our lips together, backing us as he plastered my body against the wall.

"I want to make you mine so bad." He growled and yanked me against him, his mouth hot on mine as he touched all over my body. My hands touched his shoulders, his muscles flexing beneath my palms as he kissed me hungrily, needy and desperate.

"Scar we can't, I, I this is not right....." I breathed shakily as he kissed down my neck and chest, my hands trailing down his body as he leaned down, lifting one of my legs to put it on his shoulder. "Scar, fuck!" I arched against the wall, my hands trailing down the foggy wall as I breathed in and out heavily.

I tangled one hand in his hair, tugging and pulling as I moaned loudly, his tongue.....oh lord. My eyes rolled back, teeth grazing my bottom lip as I gasped. My body shook, Scar's firm hands on my thighs as I whimpered in need.

He tortured me slowly, his tongue licking me as if I was the sweetest fruit, taking his time to build me up. My fingers tugged at his hair harder, the shower wall foggy and printed with hands. I wrapped my legs around him when he picked me up and pinned me against the wall, his hands slipping into mine.

Our mouths moved heatedly against each other as our bodies pressed against each other, his warm tongue seeking mine as the kiss escalated. "Scar....Scar..." I tried to get his attention as he kissed me passionately. I pushed his shoulders slightly and leaned away to part our lips, "I've never done this before."

"I'll take care of you I promise." He took my mouth again, not wanting to wait. My hands ruffled his hair, tugging hard and moaning as he filled me up, my hands wrapping around him. Oh fuck, "You feel so good, I can't wait to pleasure you and hear your moans."

I blushed hardcore at his words, his thrusts making me forget as I moaned, arching my back. He removed us from the wall and closed the handle, heading out. He kissed my lips hungrily, his hands around my back as he leaned us down the bed.

I gasped shakily, his body rocking back and forth soothingly as I moaned uncontrollably, my foot running up and down his leg and my hands gripping his back muscles as his thrusts hardened. He kissed down my neck and chest, catching my nipples into his mouth as he swirled and tugged.

"Fuck!" I gasped, lifting my body from the bed as he plunged in and out of me, between my legs accumulating with a wetness I have never felt before and that brought pleasure all over my body. I moaned louder as I felt more excited, my body buzzing and humming.

"Yes! Scar, oh God." He touched the bedpost behind me and gripped it tightly, my fingers nailing down his back as he rode my body, his hips meeting mine in powerful thrusts. I cried out, holding him tightly as he rocked faster and deeper.

I squealed, the bedpost breaking as Scar continued to rock us to oblivion, ignoring the fact that he broke the bedpost. I opened my legs wider, my head in the crook of his neck as I grasped his ass, moaning and grunting in pleasure.

My sex was burning with need, the more Scar thrusted the hotter the burn. His hands moved everywhere shamelessly, owning me, claiming me. His lips met mine yet again, our bodies rolling around the bed as he pleasured me from head to toe.