“I’m not asking you to change, Henry. You’ve stopped screwing around with whores. If you were still with them, then I’d kick your ass. You’re not, and I’m fine with that.”
“Good. I’m not going back to the whores. I’m done with them.” He was a one woman man.
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Lydia blew out a breath, feeling overly exposed. Henry rarely spoke only to mumble something here and there. She didn’t know what time it was, but it had to be early in the morning. He hadn’t stopped with the pencil, and she didn’t see him stopping anytime soon. She loved watching him. Every now and then he’d appear around the canvas looking over her body, caressing it with his gaze alone. She was so hot and horny from the looks he was sending her way.#p#分页标题#e#
Earlier, she had lied to Caleb. She was falling in love with Henry. Ever since she first met him over a year ago he’d intrigued her. The feelings he inspired inside her hadn’t gone away. Every time she saw him, she’d been drawn to him. It wasn’t the scars on his face or the malice in his eyes, it was the man himself. She’d seen past the scars and wanted to know the man deep inside. What she saw took her breath away.
He wasn’t just some brute who used his fists. This apartment was one of the things that showed a side to him not many people knew. Henry had bought an apartment in the city that was known for its security. He didn’t want to be looking over his shoulder as he slept. The whores were merely easy sex. He’d been hurt so many times by women turning their nose up at him. It was sad, harsh, and it had broken a part of him. He clearly didn’t believe he was worth loving or even liking. The painting was another element. This entire life had been bought when he had big plans and intended to explore those plans. Someone had taken that life away from him.
“The man who gave you those scars and took this world away from you, is he dead?” she asked.
Her words made him tense.
Henry’s eyes appeared around the canvas as he stared at her.
“Yes, Caleb and I hunted them all down and killed them. We never leave our enemies alive.”
“Is that another reason you want to hunt the men who took you a few weeks ago?” she asked.
“No. I want to kill those bastards because they hurt you and treated you like a whore. You didn’t deserve it.” The menace was back once again making her shiver. “I’m not having you scared to walk the street.”
“I’m not scared. You have Arnold looking after me.”
“Okay, I’m not going to be happy until I know they’re dead.”
She was scared. There were times when she saw men in hooded jackets, and she wondered if Bill or Leon were behind them.
“Does that scare you?”
“No.” She was being honest. Henry had never physically hurt her. “I’m getting tired.”
He disappeared behind his canvas. Seconds later he stood up. “I can call it a night, but first I want to take a picture.” Henry grabbed his cell phone from the drawer top and aimed it at her.
“You better not share this with any of your friends.”
“There’s no way I’d share you with my friends.” He placed the phone from where he got it and carried the canvas away.
“Hey, don’t I get to see the masterpiece?”
“Not until it’s done.”
He left her alone, and she stayed in the position he left her. When he came back into the room, his cock was rock hard, pointing at her. He moved toward her feet and slid between her legs, covering her body.
His hand moved to his cock. “Push your ass up.”
She was soaking wet just from the evidence of his own arousal. Doing as he asked, Lydia groaned as he slid his cock deep into her. Both of his hands moved up her body. One cupped one of her breasts while the other moved the hair off the back of neck. His lips went to the back of her neck, and she cried out. He sucked on her flesh as he rode her hard.
The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the air, turning her on further.
“I could fuck you all day and night.” He rested his face against hers. “Thrust up against me.”
Doing as he asked, she thrust up to meet his cock. He sank in deeply with him going at her from behind.
“Who do you belong to?” he asked.
“You, Henry, I belong to you.” He pounded inside her, and she loved the feel of him staking his claim over her. Henry stopped touching her breast and grabbed her hands. He kept them locked at the side of her head as he fucked her hard.#p#分页标题#e#
His hard body surrounded her, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
He swiveled his hips hitting a spot deep inside her. Several strokes over her g-spot and she came apart in seconds, crying out his name. Henry followed her, grunting out his release and sucking on her neck as he came apart.