Page 68 of Like Fathers, Like Son
“Wait!” I pressed my hands against his chest, and a low growl rumbled out of him in response.
“You said you wouldn’t fight, please don’t make me be him again,” he whispered urgently, as he increased his weight against my hands, trying to push us back to where we were moments ago.
“I’m not fighting… it’s… your tattoos…”
His confusion cleared suddenly and he rolled his eyes, but I saw the way his cheeks pinked slightly at my mention of them. He straddled my hips and sat up again, letting me see what had barely permeated my senses.
The tattoos had changed. Whether they’d been removed and repainted, or just tattooed over, I had no idea, but they were different.
Where my name appeared, it was no longer combined with words of hate. In some cases there were coloured patches covering them, and in others, there were objects covering them, a few hearts, and a lock and key in one place.
Where before there had been several images of a woman who looked like me in pain, or covered in blood, now the images had been altered enough that I could have been in rapture, pleasure instead of pain.
The longer I stared at them, and trailed my fingers over them, the darker that blush in Blaze’s cheeks, like somehow his choice to replace that hate with love was something to be ashamed of.
“I… you… Blaze, you did this for… for me?”
He shrugged, looking down at his chest instead of meeting my eyes.
“For us.You were the wrong target for my hate, and I wanted to try and erase it, only I can’t because so much of it is inside both of us now. I can’t undo that, but I can try to be better from now on.“ He lifted his arm, and I saw the blacked out area where my name had appeared on the hitlist, and underneath that, in larger letters, his own name.
“Blaze-”
He moved his arm down and concealed it again.
“Yeah, well I’m not man enough to take myself out to complete the list, so yeah… at least I could acknowledge my part in everything. I could have made it all stop, and I chose to hide it. Ember is who she is because of me, and I own that now.”
I smoothed my hands over his warm, hard chest, looping them over his shoulders, so I could pull him back down to me for a kiss.
“Thank you, Blaze.”
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Blaze
IguessIdidn’teven think she’d notice the tats, because until this moment, I hadn’t even known if I’d get to be with her again like this. Instead, she was giving me so much because she was trusting me, and letting me touch her.
Could I be normal if she didn’t fight me? Would it feel as good or would it feel like a pale imitation of the way it had been before? She was the only person I’d been with, but I already knew that nobody else could ever be near me like this. I’d kill them first.
Anneka lifted her top off, and I helped her out of her bra, immediately paying attention to those firm breasts of hers, tweaking and teasing her nipples, as she gasped and practically rippled beneath me in response.
There was no fear, no fight, no refusal, just a pure true reaction to the sensations I was creating for her. I continued teasing her nipples as we kissed again, and then we were struggling out of the rest of our clothes, and I climbed back onto her. I could do this, right? I didn’t have to hurt her to get what I wanted. Right?
“Blaze, don’t think, just make love to me,” Anneka whispered, pulling me close again as her lips covered mine once more. I hooked her leg up over me, and pressed my cock deep inside her with a smooth surge.
Fuck me… that wet heat enveloping my dick was as heavenly as it had been every damn time, but this time she was wet without me having to do anything except touch her and tease her. It wasn’t a risky thrust of my cock into a dry, protesting pussy. It was all heat, all wet, all fucking needy.
“Fuck yeah, babe. You feel so good,” I murmured, kissing her deeply as I started to thrust inside her, filling her deeply with each jerk of my hips.
She held on tight as I started fucking her harder, driving us both to our…wait… I stopped moving, seeing her wincing as I held still.
“I’m hurting you?”
Anneka pressed her lips together, and slowly shook her head.
“You’re lying, why are you lying?”
“So you won’t get mad at me and hurt me more, Blaze.” I was hurting her, even trying to be gentle, I was hurting her.Fuck. I forced myself to move, dragging my cock from her wet depths and landing on my back with a sharp curse.
