Healing Hands by E.S Hoy Read Free Book Online Page A

Marcus spent the journey with his hand clamped
on her thigh and he was stroking it reassuringly at every opportunity, he felt like a 16 year old on a
first date he had purchased condoms when he was in the pharmacy at the hospital earlier in the
week, he didn't want their first time to involve an awkward conversation about blood tests and
birth control. He had such a mixed range of emotions floating around his brain on one side
desperate to love her the other aware of how restrained he needed to be and also he was totally
unsure how he would react seeing her naked. From their discussions he knew the worst scars were
yet to be found and he needed to be prepared, he must make her feel sexy, secure and totally
desired, that shouldn't be too hard though and the way his cock was behaving he would struggle
with the taking his time part.
Sophie was reflective she knew what she wanted, the way he looked at her made her body clench
in places that she didn't know existed, she was also aware that as this was the first time since
Jasper and only the second man to have sex with part of her was terrified that she would freak out
and have flashbacks or end up attacking him or even throwing up, hardly conducive to a night of
passion. The buzz between them was growing though and walking up to the hotel reception
Marcus stopped suddenly grasped Sophie’s face curling his hands into her hair and pressing his lips
to hers, Sophie responded instantly and dragged him closer with her hands wrapped around his
neck, tongues thrashing in a tantalising dance, Marcus pulled away first but only an inch their
foreheads touching “I need to get you upstairs and make love to you before I drag you into those
trees, you bewitch me Sophie that is some magic you have woven, He released her and they went
inside clasping each other’s hands Sophie could feel her lips throbbing from his assault, she licked
them gently and sighed she was desperate to give herself to him and wanted this first time to be as
special as it could be, her history must not be the cause of her waking up disappointed tomorrow
morning.
Marcus had booked two rooms that adjoined as he hadn't wanted to presume anything tonight but
he needed to be close enough to comfort her if she had any night terrors, their bags were sent on
and they stepped in to the lift, the moment the doors closed the current was there again they
stood side by side both fighting desire, breath ragged and fists clenched, when it stopped he
grabbed her hand and they strode to their room.
Once inside they were on each other lips tongues and hands they stumbled towards the large four
poster bed, Marcus paused regained his composure then he pulled back, “let’s do this right Sophie
I have wanted you from the moment I saw you and I want to savour every inch of you and every
moment we have together,”
He removed his jacket and tie all the time keeping eye contact with her “stop now I want to help
with the rest!” she whispered blushing
“you first little lady” Marcus stroked her face then turned her round he moved her hair off her
back and kissed her neck along the top of her zipper, he was about to pull it down when he noticed
her tense up “Sweetheart every part of you is mine nothing about you will change this desire I
have for you right now” to prove a point he pressed his hard groin into her bottom so she could
feel every inch and exactly what effect she had on him she moaned softly which sent tremors
down his spine. Slowly he inched the zipper down kissing every part as it was exposed he could see
a weave of scars some old some more recent criss crossing her back from the base of her bra strap
to the top of her panty line “clever choosing the parts no one would see” he thought to himself
when he peeled her dress off he stroked her marks there were so many he had trouble seeing
where they started and ended, he knew that some were deep enough to be permanent flaws but
most would heal