Damaged and the Dragon by Bijou Hunter

beautiful? If that answer is
no, then shove aside the insecurity and accept you’re
beautiful.”
    I bit my lip and thought about my next
words. “Can you learn to like being touched?”
    Nick hesitated before looking at me. “I’ll
try for you.”
    I drank half of the coffee then wondered
about my breath. Catching myself getting insecure, I remembered
Nick was drinking coffee too. When the feeling eased away, I
grinned.
    “ I used that trick you
suggested when I felt insecure about kissing you.”
    Nick didn’t answer, instead pressing his
lips against mine. I placed my hands on his chest and hoped he
worked through his bad habit too. Instead, he jerked his body away
even while his lips remained on mine.
    Nick wanted me. I knew he did, so I didn’t
let his reaction to my touch set off any negative feelings. He just
had a bad habit and I needed to help him.
    “ I know I’m all funky with
my stuffed nose, but I want to play around.”
    “ Play around?” he asked,
immediately wary.
    “ You don’t like people
touching you, so I want you to touch me.”
    Frowning, Nick started thinking reasons to
say no until I took off my shirt and he noticed I wasn’t wearing a
bra.
    “ Be gentle,” I said,
nervous even though I knew they looked great. “The new ones haven’t
had a guy touch them before. You’re their first.”
    Still ready to back off, Nick refused to
look at my bare chest.
    “ How were you with all
those other girls if you don’t like being touched?” I asked, taking
his hand in mine and caressing it.
    “ It was always crappy sex
at parties or in cars. Nothing real.”
    “ Do you like my new boobs?”
I asked as his hands remained limp against them. “I’m curious if
the nipples will be as sensitive after the surgery. Wanna help me
find out?”
    Nick gave me a pained expression. “I can’t
do what you want.”
    “ I just want you to touch
me,” I whispered, caressing his hands. “Touch me and make me feel
good. I won’t expect anything more than for you to serve me as my
sex slave.”
    Nick finally smiled. “I wouldn’t mind
exploring everything Bailey Fucking Johansson has to offer.”
    “ You can stay dressed while
I get my sickie self naked.”
    “ Wouldn’t you rather wait
until you feel better?”
    “ I thought of you when I
got my new boobs,” I murmured. “I wanted you to be the first to
touch them. No one else.”
    Nick’s expression shifted into one of
possession. I’d never seen him look so primal and my body responded
with more need.
    “ Another guy would be
better for you,” he said in a hard voice. “He could give you what I
can’t, but I don’t care. I see you and know you belong with me.
I’ve always known. I think you’ve known too.”
    “ Yes,” I whispered, no
longer teasing. “No one else makes me feel like you do.”
    “ Because you’re
mine.”
    Nick’s battered hands slid over my breasts
and squeezed gently. Heat rushed straight between my legs, causing
me to squirm. My already hard nipples thickened between his teasing
fingers.
    His gaze met mine and I saw something beyond
lust. Fear maybe.
    “ I can’t fuck you,” he
whispered roughly. “Not tonight. Not in the way you
want.”
    My heart hurt at his distance. I wanted our
feelings to overcome whatever childhood pains he suffered. Knowing
love didn’t magically fix anything, I forced my feelings aside.
    “ You don’t want me to touch
you. Touching me is okay though, right?”
    Nick responded by tugging gently at my
nipples. Groaning, I smiled at him as my hand moved past my night
shorts.
    “ You can make me feel
good,” I sighed. “Serve me, Nick.”
    His smile spread as his lips met mine. I
kissed him hard, cupping his cheek with one hand while the other
teased between my legs. Nick’s lips left mine then sucked at my
throat, shoulders, and between my breasts, leaving wet kisses
behind. Sighing, I leaned back and waited with hungry anticipation
as his tongue christened my right