Thirteen
Scarlett
We walk out of the general store and head for the bike, leaving everyone else to clean up the mess, my body feeling like it’s on autopilot. My mind is a million miles away. My adrenaline is crashing now that it’s all over, and I’m ready to drop. The only thing keeping me upright is Ghost.
He places the helmet on my head, snapping it into place. He bends down until he’s eye level with me. His eyes show how worried he is about me, and I’m just trying to keep it together. “Just a little bit longer, babydoll. Can you holdon until then?”
I nod my head because I know if I open my mouth I will lose it right here on the street. I can practically see the entire town across the street trying to get a glimpse of what went down today. I’m sure by now they all know my father tried to kill us and is dead. I can’t even look at them, not wanting to see their pity right now. I just don’t think I could handle it right now. I know it's going to be tomorrow's gossip in the town newspaper.
He picks me up. I wrap my arms and legs around him, letting his scent and strength hold me together when all I want to do is fall apart. He straddles his bike with me on the front, and right now I’m glad I don’t even think I have the energy to hold on. I close my eyes as he starts the bike and pulls out of the parking lot. He holds me with one hand as he steers the bike through the streets. Every moment that happened at the general store keeps playing on repeat in my head. The dead look in my father’s eyes, him pointing a gun at us. I truly believe he would have killed me today if it weren’t for Ghost.
Before I know it, Ghost kills the engine and gets off the bike. He stays silent as he opens the front door and carries me inside, and upstairs to the bedroom. Gently placing me on the floor, he takes my helmet off and sits me on the bed.
“I'm going to start the shower, and I'll be right back.” He’s talking to me, but it sounds like he's underwater.
I watch him walk away, and I can hear the shower starting. I stand up on shaky legs and begin to undress, letting my clothes drop on the floor as I walk towards the bathroom. The steam surrounding the shower with Ghost's naked back to me. He must have heard me because he turns around and walks towards me. Without saying anything, he pulls me into the shower and holds me as we let the hot water rain down on us. I tilt my head up as my lip wobbles.
“It's okay, babydoll, let go. I've got you.” He pulls me to his chest, holding me tightly.
That's all it takes for the dam to break as gut-wrenching sobs leave my body. My shoulders shake, and a ragged sob escapes my lips. I cry for the little girl whose mom walked out on her, who never got to experience what it was like talking about boys and all the things girls need from their mom. For the father who was supposed to love and protect me from the evils of this world, who turned into her worst nightmare. The thought of losing not only my life when I had just started to live but also those whom I love. The cruel punishments I received at his hands each day, the cruel words he would say to me.
Ghost holds me through it all until I’m all cried out. He lifts my face and wipes the remaining tears away with a pained look in his eyes. He pushes my wet hair behind my ear. “Are you okay?”
That’s the million- dollar question, isn’t it? “I thought I was never going to get to see you again. Never getting to see your smile, never getting to tell you how much I love you. And that scared me the most.”
He closes his eyes as if he’s in pain, as a rumble leaves his chest. “I’m not going anywhere, babydoll, and neither are you. You will never lose me in this life or the next. I will always be with you. I will fight everything that stands in our way. I may not let you out of my sight for a bit though.”
I give him a small smile. Placing my hand over his. “I’m okay with that. I love you, Camden.”
“I love you too.” He places a gentle kiss on my lips and pulls back. “Turn around, let me take care of you.”
He grabs my shampoo as I turn around and close my eyes, letting him take care of me. The soothing massage on my head makes me relax, helping with my killer headache. He takes his time, making sure all of the shampoo is out of my hair, as I can hear him move around andfeel the washcloth all over my body. Each touch awakens something in me. Something that was so innocent has now turned my breathing ragged. I open my eyes and look down, seeing him on his knees in front of me, washing my legs so close to a place that needs him the most.
The first swipe of the cloth on my folds has me moaning. Ghost’s head shoots up at hearing it and watches me as he runs the cloth gently back and forth, hitting my clit with each pass.
“Please, I need you.”
He drops the cloth and stands up. “Are you sure, babydoll?”
“Yes. I need to feel you right now. I need to know we made it. No foreplay, no waiting.” I know my voice sounds desperate, but I need this right now. I just need him to make me feel whole again.
Ghost lifts me in his arms and places my back against the shower wall, lining himself up. I wrap my arms and legs around him. “Then you have me.” He slips all the way in, and I welcome the slight pain, knowing I’m still alive, still able to feel all of him. He doesn’t move as he lets me adjust.
“Move, please.” I’m not above begging him. It feels incredible to be connected to him.
He pulls out and pushes back in, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. I thought I imagined how good it felt, but it’s so much better than I remembered. Each slow drag of his cock inside me has me seeing stars.
“Goddamn, you feel so good. Your tight, wet pussy has a stronghold on my cock. I don’t think I’m going to last.” He growls out his naughty words, making me wetter, and he knows it.
I lean down and place kisses on his neck until I reach his ear and whisper. “Then fuck me like you mean it. Make me scream your name.”
He growls as my words do what I intended. He pulls out and slams back in. Over and over again. Sending me soaring high. I claw at his back as he bounces me up and down on his cock. He lowers his hand and rubs my clit. “Cum for me, babydoll, scream my name.”
He pinches my clit, and that’s all it takes for me to tumble over the edge as my release washes over me. “Camden.” My voice breaks from screaming his name. My body jerks as shockwaves roll over my body.
His hips thrusts, as he throws his head back as his cock jerks and can feel his cum shoot inside me. He turns us around and slumps against the shower wall. “Goddamn. Just give me a minute to catch my breath. I do believe we just made a baby.”
I giggle and pull back. “You're crazy.” I shake my head and smile.