while my cock was still hard and gliding inside of her sent a trail of heat up my spine. Before I could fully appreciate the lightness that heat brought with it, Addy uncurled her fingers from where she’d found purchase on my shoulders, flattened her palms on my upper back, and I froze.
Fuck.
Down her hands went, and knowing what she’d encounter, I held my breath. Not wanting her to feel the puckered burned skin but knowing I wasn’t going to stop her left me cold. Ice-fucking-cold.
Fuck.
“Trey?” That time my name wasn’t a soft, sexy moan, it came out in a shaky, tentative question.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Why are you shaking?”
Am I?
Christ.
Instead of answering, I lowered my mouth to hers and pressed my lips against the corner of hers, then moved to the hinge of her jaw, and finally to her neck. I inhaled and willed my body still.
“You okay?”
“Shit, yeah.”
“Then why—”
“What do you feel?” I interrupted her, unable to stomach her hesitant tone.
“Feel?”
“Yeah, Addy, what do you feel?”
“I don’t understand.”
Her ankles unhooked and she started to move her legs, but before she could disengage, my hand went to her thigh.
“I need you wrapped around me.”
“What?” she whispered.
“To have this conversation, I need you to hold on.” When she didn’t move to lock her legs tight, I pulled my face out of her neck and looked down at her. “Goddamn, you’re beautiful.”
I hadn’t meant to utter the words out loud, but when her face went soft and her eyes turned hazy like they had right before she told me she wanted to remember the moment I entered her, I was glad I had.
“Under your hands, tell me what you feel?”
“Your skin.”
Jesus fuck.
“What else?’
“Um…you’re hot.”
Fucking shit.
“What else?”
“I don’t understand what you’re asking. I sense this is important to you. But I just feel you. Your skin, your heat, I guess you’re kinda sweating, but, Trey, I don’t know what you’re asking, honey.”
“Fuck,” I muttered, and my eyes closed against her sincerity.
She didn’t understand.
Fucking Christ.
Addy’s legs wrapped tight, her hands on my back roamed, and I was cocooned in her innocence. And at that moment, my life changed. I felt the shift and I didn’t fight it, I let it settle over me.
Right and good. That was Adalynn.
I would not fuck this up.
“My scars.” I stopped to clear my throat of the emotion threatening to choke me.
“Oh.”
Oh. Just, oh.
Christ.
There was a beat of silence before she said, “Look at me, Trey.”
I opened my eyes, surprised to see her glaring at me.
“Your scars?” she prompted. I started to pull away but her thighs pressed tighter. “I’ve done everything you’ve asked.” Her tone was low and soft. “I trusted you with something I’ve never trusted anyone with. Now I’m asking you to do the same. What about your scars?”
Her gently spoken words felt like a sharp jab to the gut. She had trusted me and the results of that trust had been spectacular. She’d irrevocably proven the other two idiots she’d been with didn’t know shit about women. There was not a damn thing wrong with Addy. It had taken nothing more than a kiss to get her to ignite. And when I got my mouth between her legs and my tongue in her pussy, she’d gone wild. Everything about her was sexy as hell.
I owed her the same trust she’d given me and I’d give it. I just didn’t think she’d appreciate it while my cock was buried inside her. And the talking we’d done, had done nothing to alleviate my erection. More proof, the woman was crazy good.
“I need you wrapped around me a different way,” I told her, and rolled us to the side. She whimpered when my cock slid out of her. I smiled and she frowned.
I gathered her close and ran my fingers through her hair. I couldn’t get enough of feeling the silky strands. I’d never felt anything so soft.
“In the beginning, I admit some of my hang-ups were my ego,” I started. “I wasn’t used to looking in the mirror seeing a face full of scars. Over the months, they’ve faded but their existence is a reminder I fucked up. Liberty made a call and I didn’t act fast enough. My inaction almost cost Luke his eyesight, did cost him his career in the Navy. And because of me, Logan and Matt left the teams. I put us all in danger that day. If I would’ve moved when Liberty radioed, Luke and I would’ve been away from the blast. Instead, they