Two unbreakable souls-Book 3

CHAPTER 7

　　Ryland

　　Gracie and I were lying in bed after making love for an hour, and I swear it gets better every time. She had her head on my chest, drawing circles on my stomach with her soft fingertips.

　　“Ryland, what are your thoughts on me getting tattoos” she asked, looking up at me, “You want tattoos Since when and where” I wondered because I don’t think it is something she has ever brought up to me.

　　“On my thighs, to cover my scars, something beautiful, something that will make me smile when I look at them, not get bad memories,” her voice was somewhat small; she was nervous as she spoke to me.

　　I removed the cover from us, pulling one of her legs over me, running my fingers along her scars, “They are beautiful, Gracie. They show what you have been through, what you have overcome, and the strength you have inside of you.” I replied, using my free hand to caress her cheek.

　　Gracie sighed, “I know they do, but I would rather forget about that part of my life. We are for a fresh start, and covering them would be part of that fresh start for me.” I understood where she was coming from. I have learned to love her scars, they are part of her, but at the end of the day, it was her body and her choice.

　　“Gracie, if you want them, then go for it, but remember they aren’t things that can be removed easily. They don’t just wash off. If you regret it, then it is laser treatment to get rid of them, and apparently, the pain is worse than getting them.” I wanted to make sure she was certain before she made the decision.

　　“You are one to talk, Mr, you have so many, and I find them rather sexy. Don’t you think I would look hot with some too” she giggled,

　　“Mmm, kitten, you always look sexy,” I smirked, rubbing her leg.

　　“Oh, don’t try to get all charming with me after trying to talk me out of them,” she snickered, prodding my chest.

　　“If you want them, go for it. I will come with you, maybe get a new one too.” I suggested. It can be a nerve-racking thing, your first one.

　　“Yes, please. I think if I went alone, I would run and freak out,” she replied, shaking her head, “ Though, I don’t know what I want. I don’t want a meaningless one.”

　　“We can look into it, gorgeous, they are plenty of designs and ideas on the internet.” Knowing Gracie, I knew it would take her some time to decide what she wanted because she’d want it to be perfect.

　　“Yes, something to do during the holidays, but first, there are more important things, like finding jobs.” She insisted. Yes, that is at the top of our list for sure.

　　“We will find something soon enough.” I encouraged, kissing her.

　　I would take anything going because I needed the money to support us. I would happily work enough to take care of us, but Gracie wouldn’t allow me to, and I needed to respect her. Hopefully, if I ever become a big-shot Lawyer, I can change her mind, albeit highly doubtful. She probably still wouldn’t let me, even when I am her husband.

　　“We can start looking again tomorrow, but for right now, we have more exciting things to do.” I wanted to ask her what she meant, but she took my lips in hers before I could, and she kissed me roughly.

　　Gracie pushed me onto my back, climbing on top of me, not breaking away from the kiss. A kiss that would have my younger self spilling before I could even enter her. Gracie’s signature kiss is slow and shy, and as I kiss back, needing more, she backs away slightly, teasing me, but that is her way of silently asking me to take control. I rested my hand on the back of her neck, bringing her lips back to mine and the second I do, her body reacts. The way her lips responded to mine always made her kisses the best: she smiles. That smile bares her soul to mine, it is a smile only for me and her soul takes my breath away! I must have a tell tale, one which helps her read my thoughts, feel what my body wants because she takes my lower lip between her teeth, tugging. At this point, I am so under her spell that there is no other way the kiss can go than all-consuming.

　　I groaned, grabbing her ass while she ground against me, getting me ready to go again in record time. She sat up on my stomach, and I took in every inch of her body with my eyes and my lips. She is so damn perfect. I ran my hands down her side. Her eyes closed, and she moaned softly as her skin heated under my touch, just the way it does anytime I touch her naked body.

　　“I love your touch on my skin, Ryland. I will never get tired of it,” she whispered. Gracie opened her eyes, meeting mine.The way she still looked at me, even after being together for the time we have, continues to make me fall in love with her all over again, every single time.

　　Gracie rested her hands on my chest, lifting her hips and guiding herself down on top of me, she took my length torturously slow, savouring every inch. With every inch , her moans became louder. Her head fell back, “Yes.” She cried out.

　　“f**k,” I growled. I was sure I would never get tired of feeling her p***y hugging my c**k so tight. I took hold of her hips, and she began working them back and forth at a steady pace to start, “Gracie, I need you to move quicker.” I begged and thrust up into her. I must have just hit the right spot because she squealed, and her nails dug into my chest.

　　She did as I asked — working faster, getting into a rhythm of back and forth, circling her hips — and it drove me crazy.

　　“Christ, yes, that’s it, kitten,” I panted and swatted her ass.

　　I never want nights like this to end, and neither does Gracie, and that’s why we always make the most of them.