Damaged Love (Bound Series Book 2) Read Online Free Page A

shirt over my head and finds I’m not wearing a bra. His lips roam across my collarbone and then to my taut nipple. He plays with it a split second before taking it into his mouth. He sucks and flicks it with his tongue.
    Garrett tortures me with his mouth while his thumb and forefinger are on the other nipple.
    I am craving more and I have a tingling in my core. Garrett’s hands glide down my body, pulls off my yoga pants and boxers as his lips trail down my body, stopping to kiss in between my hipbones.
    All of a sudden his head dips between my legs and he starts licking and sucking on my swollen clit. I feel one, then two fingers slowly slip inside of me massaging the front wall of my pussy. It drives me insane. I grab his hair and pull him in even more, wrapping my legs around his shoulders. As I begin to climax I call out his names, and he doesn't stop until I cum.
    I glance down at him and he’s looking up at me, licking his lips, “You’re the best dessert I could ever fucking have.”
    He then crawls back up my body and plunges his tongue into my mouth. I can taste my juices on his tongue and it excites me. I feel the head of his cock at the entrance of my core, and then he enters me slowly. I moan loudly, making him stop for a second. I want to enjoy this moment, I pull him closer so that he is now all the way inside me. We have a rhythm all our own, and I see fireworks in my head. This man knows how to make my body scream and quiver. We slow dance with each other, a dance only unique to us.
    “God I have missed this,” I whisper.
    He says “You have no idea. Your body was made for me. We fit perfectly together.”
    We take it slow and make love to each other before we both collapse. Slow kisses from him send chills all over my body.
    Garrett is on the side of me and pulls me into his arms, kissing my neck. Then he turns my head so my ear is right next to his mouth and he whispers “You're safe with me.”
    I turn my head with sleepy eyes, give him a kiss, and all I can say is I love you. I hear him say I love you too, and then I must drift to sleep—the first restful sleep I've gotten since I've woken up. He is like a security blanket that I can wrap my soul in.
    The next day I wake up in my bed, wrapped in Garrett’s arms. He must've carried me up to bed at some point during the night. I don’t even remember falling asleep. But after a night of love making, and just getting out of the hospital I was exhausted.
    I know today is Edwin's funeral, and if I'm not there to see the evil monster go into the ground, never to come out of it again, then I will never truly have closure. I have to see it to believe it.
    I know that I am not welcome, but I have to start to come up with a plan. When I try getting out of the bed Garrett wraps his arms tight around me and asks, “Where are you going baby?”
    I give him a quick kiss and tell him I need to take a quick shower but today is the funeral and I have to be there.
    Garrett jumps to his feet and screams “Are you fucking kidding me? You are not going to that funeral.”
    I look him dead in the eyes and tell him if I don't go I will never have closure.
    “Babe, you know you are not welcome there.”
    I give him a small smile and tell him I have a plan and that I need him to be there by my side.
    He walks over to me, kisses me quickly and says “I'm not leaving your side, no matter what your crazy ass wants to do. I will be right there with you.” He takes my hand as we go into the shower and emerge quickly, dressing in black. I am wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, a charcoal sweater, and thigh-high boots. I grab a black jacket and get dressed to look the part of a person in mourning—not that I'm in mourning, but I don't want to stand out. I look the part of a grieving family member. I throw some water-proof mascara on my eyes and some simple pink gloss on my lips.
    Before long we head to Lakeview Memorial Cemetery in Seattle. Garrett and I are keeping a