Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Shattered Girl Chapter

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"Oh sweetheart, I don't think you know what you just did." Jake chuckled, resting his chin on my shoulder.

What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Josh enjoys being in charge, especially in certain situations," Jake said

Oh, oohhhh," Jake nodded seeing that I had caught on to what he was saying. "Wow, ok, I will keep that in mind." My face was red again. I didn't have a lot of experience when it came to sex, but I did have an e-reader app on my phone and had read plenty of books about dominant men who liked to be in charge in and out of the bedroom. Another wave of heat shot through me imagining Josh, being bossy and in control. What would it be like to give that much control to someone? Just imagining the things he would tell me to do, hardened my nipples, and soaked my panties. I gave an involuntary shiver. "Does that scare you sweetheart?" Jake was looking at me with concern. "If him being so controlling bothers you I will talk to him about

it."

"Thank you Jake, but I'm ok with it, if anything changes I will let you know." I leaned back against him. He began to rub his hand gently up and down my arm.

nodded showing Jake that I understood. "You have to know sweetheart, the second we both met you, we felt a connection to you. I know Andrew and Michael will feel the same way when they meet you too." I twisted my head so I could kind of see Jake out of the corner of my eye. "I feel a connection with you too," I admitted. "I'm scared though, I

something I have wanted to do all day," He admitted, his face

anyone before," I admitted. I didn't think Jake could smile any

a kid on Christmas morning. I nodded my head, waiting for him to move closer. He leaned forward slowly, gently touching his lips to mine, then slowly increasing the pressure. I moaned

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when his hand brushed across my hard nipple. He pulled back a little, looking to make sure I was still ok. I nodded, and he leaned in, continuing the heated kiss. Jake's fingers danced across my nipples, squeezing gently and making me groan in pleasure. He lifted my shirt

want you to see all my scars," I whispered, feeling ashamed of my

don't need to be embarrassed about anything with us." His eyes darkened; reaching for my hand, he interlocked our fingers, rubbing

these scars mean?" He asked as he continued to let his fingers

lips. He spotted a small scar running across my arm and kissed it. I gasped in surprise, wanting to pull away but

most people could not even begin to imagine. You are a survivor." Tears were running down my face as Jake wrapped himself around me. I never felt so safe and protected before. Just then, the door swung open, and

was only gone twenty minutes; why is our baby girl crying? What happened? Josh approached the bed, allowing Jake to