Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Scarlett’s POV

Since arriving in the West, I hadn’t shed a single tear. I had pushed down my pain, forcing myself to move forward, to leave the past buried deep. But talking about David, recalling what he had done to me, pulled that pain back up to the surface, raw and unhealed.

Memories flooded in, sharp and vivid–David dragging me from my room, barely clothed, shackled and humiliated. His betrayal burned as hot as ever, fueling an anger that rose up, hot and seething, pushing tears from my eyes as relived the horror.

“I don’t want to go back there, Keith,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I just want to stay here with you.” He didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into the strong, steady warmth of his chest.

“I promise you,” he murmured, his voice low and fierce. “I will never let anyone hurt you here. If anyone dares, they’t answer to me.” There was no doubt, no hes tation in his words. I knew he meant every single one. The way he held me, protective and sure, allowed a sliver of peace to settle into me.

I rested my head against his chest, feeling the strong, rhythmic beat of his heart beneath my cheek. Together, we lay back down, his arms still holding me close. He lifted my chin, his eyes searching mine, as if looking for every scar and every hidden emotion I carried. And when he found them, he didn’t pull away. He leaned in and pressed a gentle, tender kiss to my lips, and I found myself melting into it, letting him in.

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As his kiss deepened, a warmth began to build inside me–a heat that spread slowly, filling spaces I hadn’t even realized were so empty. His hands moved gently, tugging at my clothes, and I didn’t resist. I needed this closeness, this escape, the comfort only he seemed able to give.

His lips found the curve of my neck, trailing down until he found the sensitive spot that made me shiver. His mouth lingered there, and a soft moan escaped me as I felt my fingers digging into his skin. He held me with such care yet such passion that I could feel my own walls crumbling, letting him in deeper

with each touch.

“Keith…” His name left my lips in a breathless whisper, and in that moment, I felt vulnerable and alive in a way I hadn’t felt in so long. He moved with a

slow, deliberate tenderness, each touch of his lips against my skin, each graze of his fingers, a silent promise.

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He undid my blouse, then slid my bra off, his hands warm as they explored my body, focusing on my pleasure. The thought of my old mates drifted into my

mind, but I forced it away, grounding myself in the moment, in him. This was different, a healing touch, something I’d longed for but never dared to ask for.

As his mouth moved over my breasts, he played with me gently, and a shiver ran through me as I sucked softly on his thumb, his gaze never leaving sine. His hands were so sure, so steady, his touch awakening a need I hadn’t felt in ages. He reached down, and I could feel his hand brushing against any inner thigh, and when his fingers touched me, a surge of heat coursed through me, leaving me breathless.

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“You’re so ready for me, Scarlett,” he whispered, his voice a low growl. “I just want to taste you.”

My response was a soft moan, my body arching into him, feeling myself unravel in his hands.

Gently, he took off my underwear, spreading my legs and leaning down. The first brush of his tongue against my clit was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure through me that made my whole body tremble. His mouth moved with skill and precision, focusing entirely on my pleasure, bringing me to a peak I hadn’t thought possible. His hands were everywhere, caressing, exploring, worshipping me. I shut my eyes, letting myself be lost in the sensations, savouring every

touch, every soft moan that escaped my lips.

In his arms,

for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt whole,

Keith took me to heights I hadn’t known before, his touch and attention sending me over the edge until I was shaking, my fingers tangled tightly in his hair, lost in him. When it was over, I melted into his arms, feeling safe, content, and more at peace than I had in a long time. That night, I slept like a child, wrapped in his warmth.