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I drive another finger in even harder. “Perfection.You’re going to get over this trash bag bullshit tonight if I have to fuck it out ofyou.”

I’m done playing games. Discussion is over. It’s time foraction.

Moving closer, I pop the button on my shorts, my cock all but leaping out in gratitude. Her eyes watch every move as I take her hand and run it down my thick length. I know I have her the minute her tongue darts out and licks her bottom lip inanticipation.

“Touch me,Shiloh.”

She does as she’s told, trailing her fingers back up before rubbing her thumb along the steel bar under the tip, I curl my fingers into my palms and bite back agrowl.

I allow her a few more strokes before cutting heroff.

A part of me wants to kick my own ass. Shiloh West is giving me a hand job, and I pull away. But this isn’t about me. This is about showing a woman who has made a fortune on her beauty that her scars don’t mean shit tome.

Throwing her legs over my shoulders, I position her where she’s looking directly into the mirror. “Eyes on the mirror, or Istop.”

I trace the inside of her thigh with wet kisses, then I dive into the place high school Carrick only dreamed about.One taste and I’m the one about to pass out.She moans as I make one long pass from one end of her pussy to the other with the flat of my tongue. Ensuring she’s still looking in the mirror, I impale her, and she lets out a scream so loud I’m positive someone is going to come running to see if I’ve killedher.

“Oh, God, yes!” She’s clawing the bed like a wild animal. Finally, on the last thrust her head drops back and her entire body erupts. “Cary!”

And there it is. The word. The name I want screamed every damn time.Private—public—I don’t give a damn. Anytime Shiloh comes, I want her screaming my name so every man knows who she belongsto.

Seven years ago, Shiloh West was my world. I lived and breathed her. I gave up my future for her. Then, I spent those seven years hating her, blaming her for all the shit in my life and the downward spiral I found myself in. Now, right before I’m about to claim her, I should want to beat my chest with vindication. I’ve won. I’m going to markher.

Mine.

A better man would walk away.I’m not a better man. I also know Shiloh isn’t a better woman. Two wrongs don’t make a right. But they do make things a little less miserable.And I know what she needs. I’ve always known it. Even when shedidn’t.

Kicking my shorts and boxers to the floor, I lean over her as she flattens her cheek against the white blanket. Hooking my finger under her chin, I force her eyes on me. “No hiding, Starshine. The first time, you face the mirror. After that, you can look anywhere youwant.”

“Firsttime?”

“This innocent act is killing me, baby.” She barely has time to protest when I pick her up and flip her over. Climbing behind her on the bed, I clamp her hands around the footboard and pull her up on her knees. I turn her face and claim her mouth in a ferocious kiss before jerking her hips towardme.

Then it hits me. “Shy, please tell me you’re protected. I need to feelyou.”

That’s a lie. I need to markher.

Mine.

“Please tell me you wore a condom with her,” she counters, looking over her shoulder. “I need to trustyou.”

“Always.”

She nods, her hair falling over herface.

Thankfuck.

Unable to wait any longer, I drive into her from behind, savoring her screams as I fill her completely until there’s no place we aren’t joined. I started this in control, but as Shiloh’s walls pulse around me, I have to close my eyes just to breathe.I have no idea how long I’ve remained still, my chest pressed against her back and buried deep inside her, until Shiloh runs a nail down mythigh.

“Cary?” Jolting out of my haze, I glance up as she studies me in the mirror, a worried line creasing her forehead. “What’swrong?”

Nothing. I just want to touch you like I love you and fuck you like Idon’t.

“Shiloh…” I breathe her name slowly, knowing the slightest movement will set meoff.

Reaching behind her, she weaves her fingers through my hair. “What do youneed?”

I meant for this to be about our combined redemption, but somehow, it has twisted back to my retribution. “I need to fuck youhard.”