A car wreck leaves Ryan with a facial scar he believes people find unsightly. But not Sean, a smiling tattoo artist who doesn't judge a book by its cover.<br><br>Sean manages to find the beauty in everyone, including gruff and defensive Ryan. He refuses to be put off by the hard mask behind which Ryan hides. But convincing Ryan to open his heart is proving to be quite a challenge.<br><br>When someone from Ryan's past offers him what he wants most in the world, Ryan has a decision to make. Which voice will he listen to --?? his heart or his head?

His Scar

Then, when his other hand glides between my thighs, stimulating my opening, I lose any last shreds of restraint. The vision of Sean’s head between my legs, the perfect torture he’s submitting me to, continuing to change the suction rhythm and the delicate pressure he applies, makes me moan more. It’s amazing being able to watch him like this, to enjoy the show without him looking back at me. It’s liberating. Exciting. Safe.


Then comes the most overwhelming of pleasures, and I can’t help but scream his name out loud. I push his head away just in time as I arch my back, coming on my belly, while he touches me to make me ride out the orgasm.


The betrayal of my body is complete, and it never seemed so beautiful.


Now I lie still with my eyes closed and an arm over my face, embarrassed by that almost shameful pleasure, but ready to return the favor. 2


Chapter 16