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ChapterFourteen
Faith
Dillonand I had kissed many times before, but it’d never felt quite like it did right then. He sparked emotions in me that I wasn’t certain how to deal with, but I knew I wanted to keep feeling them. And I didn’t want to hold back any longer. Not when we were alone in front of the prettiest Christmas tree I’d ever seen with the lights twinkling around us. After weeks of flirting, kissing, and making out, things were about togetreal.
When I kicked my shoes off, Dillon followed suit and removed his too without breaking eye contact with me. Lifting my shirt and raising it over my head, I was anxious about getting topless with a guy...until he repeated the gesture. At that point, his naked chest and rippling muscles distracted me from mynervousness.
“I’ve wanted to see you with your shirt off ever since I saw you playing football in the quad my freshman year,” I whispered. “I could barely tear my eyes away from you to watch where I waswalking.”
“I wish you’d have come up to me and introduced yourselfbackthen.”
“Ummmm, no way.” I was still adjusting to life post-transplant and hadn’t been ready for him, but the timing was right forusnow.
“I tend to forget that my tough girl is shy. Thank fuck I found you,” he rasped. “Because you can see me like this whenever you’d like. And touch me, baby. Any time. Anywhere. If you want me, then I’m allyours.”
I ran my fingertips along his warm skin, pressing a kiss to the long scar that ran down the left side of his rib cage and tracing the muscles along his abs. “You’re so gorgeous,” I murmured, filled with wonder that he wanted to be herewithme.
“And you’re fucking perfect,” he replied. My head was shaking before I even realized it. “Faith, it’s true. You don’t see yourself the way everyone else does, but you’rebeautiful.”
My hand moved to the scars that were covered by the camisole I still wore. The ones no guy had ever seen. The dark red slashes across my skin were the main reason I was so worried about Dillon seeing me naked, even though I knew he had scars of his own. Mine were still so ugly. I loved how he looked at me, and I didn’t want to change the way hesawme.
Be brave, I told myself as I slid my fingers lower and tugged him closer by hooking a finger in the waistband of his shorts. I let myself fall backwards onto the soft pile carpet, pulling Dillon with me so his body pressed against mine. Then I wrapped my arms around him. Dillon must have sensed my concern because he hugged me tightly to his body as hespoke.
“You’re insanely sexy. It’s not just the way you look. There’s just something about you that draws me in and I can’t look away,” he reassured me. “Wanting—no needing—to get closer to you has been driving me crazy ever since we met. I’ve only managed to hold back because I didn’t want to scare you. But don’t think, for even one moment, that it’s because I don’twantyou.”
“I want you, too,” I admittedshyly.
“Only if you’re sure,” he whispered into my ear, the heat from his breath as he spoke sending shivers up myspine.
This was a big step for me, but I couldn’t imagine taking it with anyone other than Dillon. “I’m positive. I want you to make lovetome.”
“I’ll make it so good for you, baby,” he murmured against my skin as his lips trailed downmyneck.
When his fingers slid up from my waist and tugged on the material of my camisole to lift it over my head, I tensed. Our eyes met after he pulled it off, and I wished with all my heart that we could just keep looking at each other as we made love. His gaze was questioning, and I forced a smile on my face to let him know everything was okay. My desire for him was stronger than my fear, so I tried to let go of my worry as his fingers slid to the back of my bra while he captured my lips forakiss.
Once it was off, he nibbled and kissed his way down my body. When his body tensed above mine, I knew he had seen my scars. His gaze flew up to mine, and instead of disgust or pity, I saw sadness and pain in his eyes. “Thetransplant?”
“Yeah, but it’s just scar tissue. I’mokaynow.”
“Better than okay,” he corrected. “Perfect.”
I didn’t realize it at the time, but that was the moment I fell head over heels in love with Dillon. When I was at my most vulnerable, he accepted me exactly as I was. Scars and flawsincluded.
“Dillon,” I sighed as his tongue flicked over one of my nipples while his fingers plucked at the other. When he sucked one deep into his mouth, I felt the pull all the way down to my pussy and my back arched off thefloor.
“My tough girl likes that, huh?” he murmured against my breast, his eyes burning into mine as he looked upatme.
“Yes,” I hissed out as his mouth moved to the other nipple, biting down gently and then licking the sting away. His hands pressed me against the floor as his lips moved down my stomach, stopping to kiss the scars on both sides of my body. As his tongue traced the puckered skin, it was the first time since my surgery that I didn’t hate knowing they werethere.
When his hands swept farther down to caress my legs, my focus shifted to the goose-bumps that followed the trail of his fingers. I lifted my hips so he could tug my shorts off and when he spread my legs apart afterwards, all my thoughts scattered. As he held my hips so I couldn’t move, I felt his breath through my panties. He kissed around the edges, licking the skin where my upper thighs met my pelvis. I was so drenched that I could feel moisture dripping from me. I jerked against his hold when his finger traced over my pussy, finding the dampness through mypanties.
“Lift up, baby,” he instructed as he tugged them downmylegs.
“Oh my God!” I gasped when his fingers spread me open, and he flicked his tongue over my clit. My body nearly shattered at the feel of his warm mouthonme.
“You’re dripping wet for me,” he whispered, his breath hot against my pussy before he swept his tongue across my dampflesh.
“So amazing,” Imoaned.
