Broken Scars

by J. M. Walker

  I picked it up off the floor, turned back around and placed my feet on the edge of the chair.

  “Use it. Now.”

  I switched the button to ON. As soon as I pressed the end of the wand against my clit, I cried out. A spark of need exploded inside of me. The vibrations hit a spot I had never felt before. “God. Lucas. I…”

  “Don’t fucking move it. Come for me, Lily.” He stood, stuffing his swollen cock back in his pants. “Do it.”

  I moved the wand over my clit, my hips undulating against it. “So good. Lucas. I need you. Your cock. All of it. Every inch.” My words came out jumbled. I had used the wand before but having him watch me, turned me on more than ever. This had been the hottest and most intense thing I had ever done. “Please come over.”

  “Oh I am. But you’re going to come for me first. I want that cunt sensitive. Come, baby.”

  “Lucas,” I cried out, my pussy clenching and releasing. A gush of liquid left me, but I couldn’t stop. The release had been so hard, I couldn’t breathe. My eyes slammed shut, his name leaving my lips on a hard scream.

  The next time I opened my eyes, Lucas was no longer in the video. My heart jumped, my stomach doing a flip. He was coming over. Although we’d had sex many times, I knew this time was going to be different. Intense. Powerful. Raw.

  Knowing my grandma wouldn’t be home for a while, I quickly unlocked my door and ran down the hall. I unlocked the main door to the house and rushed back to my bedroom, put my laptop away, and waited.

  Ten minutes later and the door to my bedroom slammed open, revealing a disheveled Lucas. He was breathing hard, the bulge in his pants, thick and proud.

  He kicked the door closed, ripping his hoodie off his large torso and pulling down his pants.

  I stood from the chair at the same time he came toward me. In two long strides, we crashed together. His mouth was fused to mine, his hands in my hair. We fell to my bed in a bundled heap of naked skin. In a rough move, he pushed between my legs and thrust inside of me. He swallowed my scream and pumped hard and deep.

  My nails scratched down his hard back before cupping his ass and taking him deeper.

  Lucas cupped my thigh, pushing it up and out to the side. While his other hand remained in my hair, he kept a firm hold on my knee.

  I was powerless to him as he fucked me within an inch of my being. He pushed into me as deep as my body would allow. I gasped, breaking the kiss and arching beneath him. “Lucas,” I sobbed.

  He kissed the side of my neck, grabbed my hand, and linked our fingers together.

  My heart picked up speed, my breathing becoming labored. “Lucas,” I cried out.

  He continued to push, his thick length hitting that spot inside of me that only he could ever reach.

  My body vibrated, my thighs shaking.

  The abrasiveness of his beard scratched at my skin.

  Another sob escaped me, my eyes welling at how good he was making me feel. I spread my legs, trying to take him even deeper. I was greedy. Hungry. Ravenous for him. He was so deep inside me, it felt like he was trying to fuck my soul.

  Lucas pulled back, his cock sliding out of me. In one smooth thrust, he was back inside me, deeper than before.

  I screamed, my back bowing off the bed. A release shattered through me, warm liquid gushing between us.

  He growled, nipping the side of my neck. His cock swelled, his own release coating me. It was so damn hard, I could feel the thick cream splashing against the walls of my pussy.

  “Fuck,” he panted, squeezing my hand.

  “Lucas,” I whispered, my body shaking.

  Once we both calmed down, he pulled out.

  I shivered, glancing between us.

  His cock dripped.

  My pussy clenched at the sight.

  “You’re a dirty little girl, Lily,” he murmured, his voice husky. He pushed the tip of his cock through the wet folds of my pussy, running it over my swollen clit.

  I whimpered, jumping at how sensitive I was. “I’ve never been one to think cocks were pretty or anything but yours…God, it turns me on something fierce.”

  Lucas chuckled, laying down beside me and pulling the blankets up and over us. He turned me onto my side and slid back inside me.

  “I can’t,” I panted. “No more.”

  “I’m not fucking you, baby.” He kissed my neck, wrapping himself around me. “But I need to be inside you.”

  My pussy clenched around him.

  “Keep doing that and you’re going to make me hard again,” he snarled into the side of my neck. “And then I will fuck you.”

  I laughed, pushing my ass into his waist. “I won’t complain, Lucas.” I yawned.

  “Sleep.” He covered me with half of his body and pushed my knee up to my chest. “We’re going to fall asleep like this and wake up like this.”

  “Okay,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering closed. “I look forward to it.”

  “Good, sweet girl.” He kissed my neck and cupped my breast.

  I wasn’t sure why he needed to be inside me, but I would take it.

  ***

  “I’ve never done that before.” I rolled over onto my stomach and linked my fingers in Lucas’s. It was pushing three in the morning and we had both woken up, unable to fall back asleep.

  “Neither have I.” He kissed my hand, resting his other arm behind his head.

  “I’ve always been shy, but you bring out something inside of me,” I confessed.

  “You? Shy?” He grunted. “That I find hard to believe.”

  “Hey!” I laughed, smacking him gently. “I’ve been shy during sex before. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

  “No.” He pulled me over him. “There isn’t but I can’t believe that you’ve ever been shy.”

  My laugh hardened. “Why?” I asked, resting my legs across his.

  “Because you’ve never been shy with me is all I’m saying.” Lucas leaned on his elbow, running his hand over the scars on my side. He made me forget about them. And I would always be thankful to him for that.

  “It’s because I’m comfortable with you. And I’ve never felt this or even done half of the stuff we have with another guy before.”

  “Good.” Lucas met my gaze. “And there’s more where that came from too.”

  “Yeah? Like what?” I asked, waggling my eyebrows.

  He chuckled. “Hmm…We could make a video.”

  “Oh! A sex video. I like it.” I kissed his cheek. “We could probably sell it too. Make millions.”

  His laughter shook through him.

  “What? I’m just saying. We look good together. And you’re hot as hell. All of these tattoos and muscles. You don’t see tattooed cocks often, so I know that could sell our video all on its own.”

  Lucas raised an eyebrow. “You are too much.”

  “Just saying. It’s an idea. We could call it the ‘Lucas and Lily Sex Show.’” I giggled.

  “I like the sound of that.”

  “What? The title?”

  “No.” He kissed me softly on the mouth. “Your giggle. But The Lucas and Lily Sex Show would only be seen by Lucas and Lily. No one else gets to see us make love.”

  My heart skipped a beat at the term he used. Something switched between us. I realized then that I was falling for him. And I was falling hard.

  Lucas

  MY TONGUE SLID OVER the soft, bumpy ridges. My fingers pushed, hard and deep, into the writhing body beneath me. Gasps and moans slid into my ears. My lips brushed over the dewy skin. The sound of my name caressed my ears. Begging. Pleading. Demanding. So many demands. Some gentle. Some rough.

  I ran my nose over the soft crease between Lily’s thigh and pussy and took a deep inhale. The sweet scent of her wafted into me, surrounding me with a blanket of bliss.

  The sound of a door closing, jarred through the moment.

  “Fuck.”

  I chuckled, kissing Lily’s lower belly and rising from the bed. “Until later, Lily
Pad.”

  “I can be quiet,” she panted.

  “No, you can’t.” And that was one of the things I liked about her.

  “But that was getting so good,” she whined, sitting up on her elbows. She licked her lips, her lust-filled eyes meeting mine.

  My cock twitched. “Checking me out, baby?” I asked, wrapping my fingers around my dick.

  “Oh yeah,” she purred.

  I shook my head, grinning. She was hungry for it as much as I was but now that her grandma was home, she would have to wait.

  “Get dressed. We’ll go greet your grandma and then we’ll head back to my place. If you want to of course.” I got dressed when Lily slid off the bed and came toward me.

  “Of course I want to.” She ran her hands over my bare chest, stopping me from putting on my hoodie. “Lucas.” Her eyes shone. Something was hidden beneath them, and it made my heart stutter.

  “Wh—” A soft knock sounded on the door.

  Lily jumped back and picked her clothes up off the floor. “Yes?” she called out.

  “Just seeing if you’re home,” her grandmother said from the other side of the door.

  “I am. I’ll be out in a moment.” Lily rummaged through her dresser drawers while I got dressed. She put on a black bra and panty set, followed by ripped blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

  As I slipped the hoodie over my head, I felt a small hand cup me over my pants.

  “Really?” I asked, lowering the sweatshirt and finding Lily smiling up at me.

  “I’m obsessed.” She gave me a light squeeze followed by a kiss on the cheek. “I can’t help it.”

  I laughed, smacking her ass.

  She let out a squeal, rubbing the spot I just hit. “Asshole.”

  “You like it, Lily Pad.” I grabbed her arm and pulled her flush against me. I smacked her ass again.

  She gasped, her pupils dilating.

  “Maybe I should see if I can make you come next time by smacking your ass.” I kissed the side of her neck. “Or I could smack your pussy.” I gave her ear a gentle bite.

  She shivered, pushing away from me. “Geeze, Lucas. Give a girl some space.” She winked and left her bedroom.

  I followed her, shaking my head. I realized then that I could fall for her. Or I was falling for her. I couldn’t figure out which. I had closed my heart off so long ago, I wasn’t sure how to crack the walls anymore. But I had a feeling that Lily could break the ice my heart was encased in.

  I followed Lily down the hall and to the living room.

  “Hey, Grandma.” Lily kissed the older woman’s face. She was sitting on her rocking chair, knitting what looked like a sweater.

  “Hi, dears.” Grandma smiled at me. “How has your evening been?”

  “Oh, you know. Nothing too exciting has happened.” Lily sat on the couch, patting the spot beside her. “How was your game night?”

  “Good.” Grandma winked. “I kicked their asses again. They should really learn not to play with me.”

  I joined Lily on the couch while they talked about her grandmother’s night of playing Bridge.

  Lily snuggled into my side, pulling a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapping it over our laps. If we were at my place, I’d have her naked, so I could easily slip back into her tight heat whenever I wanted to. But we weren’t so I couldn’t. But I could definitely imagine it.

  She squirmed beside me. “Stop,” she murmured.

  I inched a hand beneath the blanket. “Stop what?”

  “Stop whatever you’re doing.”

  I chuckled, cupping her inner thigh. “I’m not doing anything.”

  “You don’t have to be doing anything, Lucas.” She glanced up at me. “I can sense it.” She frowned. “And I have no idea how.”

  I stared at her. I wasn’t sure what she was telling me, but I found that I liked it.

  “Oh, Lily. Mrs. Gould told me to tell you that she doesn’t need you tomorrow.”

  “What?” Lily’s head whipped around. “That’s three shifts this week she’s canceled.”

  “I’m sorry, dear. I just don’t think the work is there.”

  “Come work for me,” I blurted.

  “What?” Lily glanced up at me, frowning.

  “I…” My cheeks burned. “I mean, I’m the only one working at my shop. I have enough business that keeps me busy, but I need someone to book appointments and take payments and all that shi—stuff.”

  Lily’s grandmother laughed. “You don’t need to watch what you say around me, Lucas.”

  “I know.” I cleared my throat. “But I will out of respect for you.”

  She smiled. “I like you.”

  I chuckled.

  “Tell me about this job,” Lily said, ignoring us.

  “I need help and I trust you.” I shrugged. “The offer is there if you want it.”

  “I…” Lily rose from the couch, shook herself, and headed down the hall.

  “Um…” I stood. “Excuse us.” I followed Lily. “What’s going on?” I asked her as she walked into her room.

  “Nothing,” she muttered.

  “Lily.” I closed the door behind me. “Did I freak you out by offering you a job?”

  “I…” She sighed, leaning against her dresser. “I don’t know. I really don’t. I like you, Lucas.” She met my gaze then. “I really like you but liking you is scaring me.”

  “What do you mean?” I wanted to go to her, but something held me back.

  “I don’t know that either.” She looked down at her feet.

  I went to her then. Pinching her chin, I forced her to look at me. “Talk to me.”

  “I’m not used to this. It’s always just been for fun. That’s what I thought I was getting with you and then this turned into something more.” She placed her hand against my chest just over my heart. “I don’t want to work for you. I appreciate the job offer. I do. But you being my boss is…weird.”

  “You wouldn’t be working for me.” I grabbed her hand and kissed her wrist. “We would work together. I meant what I said. I trust you, Lily. I know we’ve only known each other for a few months but I like you too. I wouldn’t keep fucking you if I didn’t.”

  She bit her bottom lip.

  Brushing a thumb over her mouth, I pulled her lip from the onslaught of her teeth. “Lily.”

  “Lucas,” she breathed. “No.” She pushed away from me and began pacing. “I can’t do this.”

  “What’s going on with you? You didn’t seem to complain earlier when I was about to eat your pussy. You also initiated the video sex the other night. You begged me to come over then. You would have kept the doors locked if you didn’t actually want me over. And then tonight. Who texted who?” She had sent me dirty text messages followed by a picture of her naked. I couldn’t resist so I closed up shop early and drove over.

  “Lucas.” She stopped pacing. “I’m—”

  “If you didn’t want anything out of this, you wouldn’t have agreed to go on a date with me. We wouldn’t keep seeing each other. We wouldn’t have spent all this time together. Is that scaring you? Is that what you’re telling me?”

  “I don’t know,” she snapped. “Alright?”

  “No.” I took a step toward her. “That isn’t alright. I don’t know what you want from me. I’ve shared my shit with you. I’ve told you things no one knows. And most of the people who do know, are either dead or have disappeared. But I told you. I told you my childhood.” The anger inside of me was rising. I could feel it turning into something I had never felt before.

  “You haven’t shared everything with me,” she threw back at me.

  I laughed then. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? So you want every single dirty, dark, and depraved detail? Fine. I’ll tell you.” I grabbed her arm and pulled her to the chair in front of her desk.

  “Lucas, let go.” She tried prying my fingers off her, but my grip only tightened.

  “Sit.” I pushed her onto the chair.


  “Lucas.” She stood.

  “Sit the fuck down,” I demanded.

  She glared at me but did as she was told. She crossed her arms under her chest, lifting her chin.

  My body stirred at her defiance, but I ignored it. “You’re complaining because I haven’t told you everything.”

  “I’m not complaining.”

  “Shut up. Just stop.” I placed my hands on the back of her chair and peered down at her. “You want to hear about my childhood. I was raped. Abused. Tortured. All of us were. The sick fucks who were supposed to be taking care of us, made us wish they would kill us instead. I remember one time I had been raped so brutally, I couldn’t stop screaming. You want to know what they did to shut me up?”

  “Lucas,” she said, her voice trembling.

  “They sewed my mouth shut.” I grabbed her hand, bringing it up to my mouth and ran her fingers over the scars in my lips.

  Lily stared up at me with wide eyes.

  “But you know what hurt worse than that?”

  She looked away.

  I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me. “I asked you a question.”

  “No,” she whispered. “I don’t know what could be worse than that.”

  “You don’t know? I’ll tell you.” I didn’t want to be a dick but her closing up, pissed me off. “When I ripped my mouth open. That hurt worse, Lily.”

  Her eyes welled.

  “So don’t get fucking pissed off at me when I don’t voluntarily share my story with you.” I released her and stepped back, sitting on the edge of her bed. “I’ll be lucky if I’m able to have kids. If that’s what you want, back out now because I don’t know if I could ever give you a baby.”

  “What?” She shook her head. “No. That’s not. God, Lucas, we haven’t even gotten that far yet.”

  “No? Alright then, Lily. If that’s not a deal breaker for you, what is because clearly you’re pushing yourself away from me and I’d like to fucking know why.” I hit my fist against my chest. “Tell me,” I shouted.

  She jumped. “My grandma’s home, asshole.”

  “I don’t give a fuck who the hell is home.” I jumped up and in one quick stride, I was on her.

  ***

  (Lily)