Trust Me by Aliyah Burke Read Free Book Online

do this?”
    “Am I sure I want to sink my cock into your pussy? Hell, yes. I want to fuck you. I’m trying to be more of a gentlemen here, but I’d love to lift you up and take you against the nearest wall.”
    She didn’t say anything else, just went to work at her pants. When the sound of the lowering zipper hit him, he groaned and attacked his own jeans. He kicked off his shoes and shoved his jeans down, followed by his boxers.
    Her gaze dropped to his hard cock, out and thick. He swore he heard a whimper from her. When she met his again, the blatant need swirling in her eyes did him in. Adam had her up in his arms and back against the door he’d just closed on his brother and sister-in-law. Grabbing his cock in one hand, he lined the head up with her pussy and sank in with one sure thrust.
    “Oh, God,” Shelly Marie cried out as the heated walls surrounded him.
    “Fuck.” He took a moment, fully within her, trying to allow her to get used to his size. She was so tight.
    His good intentions puffed like smoke when she pulled on his hair and dug her nails in the back of his head.
    “Hold on, Pix.”
    He fucked her.
    This wasn’t a gentle, relearning of their bodies. This was rough, hard, and what used to happen between them when he first got back from deployment. Despite the years they’d been apart, they flowed together in perfect tandem.
    He woke wrapped in blankets on the floor of his bedroom, she was pressed tight against him. The setting sun streamed in the window, offsetting the gloom which had been present for most of the day with the snow. He moved the covering a bit and stared at her while she slept in his arms.
    Anger grew in him at the marks he found on her body. This was a sick fuck who needed to be removed from the face of the planet. She’d not taken off her clothing until later on and whenever he’d tried, she’d distracted him. Either with her pussy or with her mouth.
    Now that his initial need had been sated, he took the time to look. Keeping his touch gentle, he traced a few of them.
    “Ugly aren’t they?”
    “No,” he replied instantly. “They can’t possibly be ugly, Pix. They’re part of you. They don’t define you, they help make you who you are.”
    She snorted and tried to cover herself back up. He refused to let her. Instead, pushing her so she lay on her back in the mess of blankets. He moved over her, keeping her there.
    “Listen to me.” She closed her eyes and he took her left hand putting it on the scar nearest her. A long gash on his thigh. “Does this make me ugly? Do any of my scars?”
    “No, but it’s different.”
    “No, open your eyes and tell me. Don’t hide.”
    She listened. “It’s not the same. You got yours in war.”
    “So did you. This man has declared war on you and is trying his best to win. You can’t let him do that. We’re not going to let him. First and foremost, stop thinking you’re ugly. Because you’re far from it.” He allowed his gaze to travel along her naked body. “ Far from it.”

Chapter Five
    Body sore in the most pleasant of ways, she ambled up the aisle of the store, looking for some more clothing. Adam said it would be good for her to get out. She’d taken his vehicle and his credit card.
    Much like it had been when they were together, despite her easily making triple his salary. Well, back then, looks like now he made an extremely good living. Not that money had been an issue for her, it hadn’t. She’d grown up with less than nothing but had gone into her fields for the love of them not for money.
    Adam just felt the need to take care of her. It was his nature. Always had been and from the looks of things, always would be. A small smile cracked her lips and she closed her eyes briefly, recalling his touch this morning in bed before he finally allowed her to climb out and shower.
    She’d gone with him to D.A.R.K. Cover, Inc. where he’d begun looking up some more information and discussing it with some of his