Free Body Shots by Amber Skyze

blamed you. You have to know that.” She lifted his hand to her mouth, kissing his palm. “It wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have known.” Neither could have known what fate had in store for them that day.
    “Then why did you take off? Leave me when I loved you more than anything?”
    He deserved the truth. He deserved to know it was for him not because of him that she left. She could see how the thought of it was killing him. She knew if there were never an accident they would probably be married with a family by now. The realization cut her to the bone.
    “Reed, I was ashamed of who I became. Look at me. I look like a monster.” Monster was the only word she could find to wrap it neatly in a bow for him. She wasn’t normal after the accident. Far from it. Christ, the scar on her cheek, though faint, was still a constant reminder of that day.
    She snuggled back into the safety of his arms, afraid to look him in the eyes. She worried her lower lip, biting back the tears that threatened to flow. She didn’t want him to think her hideous.
    “Honey, I don’t see a monster. I see a beautiful woman who may have a few scars but that doesn’t change how I see you. You’re perfect in every way. You’re perfect to me.”
    How long had she wanted to hear those words from his lips? Never in her wildest dreams had she believed he’d utter them, let alone be in her bed ready to make love to her. As she lay naked in his arms she began to believe they had a chance at a future.
    “Lay back, please.” He looked down into her eyes and all she saw was softness. Reed wanted to cherish her body. He didn’t see the hideous monster she saw when she looked in the mirror.
    She hesitated.
    “Please?” he cooed.
    Sierra slid her body down.
    Reed’s hand skimmed over her skin, resting on her breast. He rubbed his thumb over the nipple until it became firm under his touch. He bent, taking the other nipple between his lips.
    “I’ve waited a lifetime for this,” he murmured.
    Sierra let out a small cry as his mouth moved down to her stomach. He nudged her legs apart with his hand. Spreading her legs, she welcomed his finger, as he entered her pussy.
    He dragged the digit up her folds, coating her with her juices. His finger lingered over her clit, teasing.
    His tongue circled her bellybutton. Flames licked her skin with every new touch of his warm tongue. Juices soaked her opening. She wanted to come. She wanted to feel him inside her loving her.
    “Reed,” she cried.
    “Not yet sweetie but soon.” He removed his finger leaving her empty, aching for his touch. He climbed over her and grabbed the schnapps.
    “Time for me to show you how much I love this body.”
    “With a girly girl drink?” she teased, trying to make light of the situation. Her feelings for him were scaring the hell out of her and she didn’t want to admit what she was feeling.
    He chuckled. “Even with a girly girl drink.”
    She tried relaxing as he gazed upon her body, taking in every imperfection.
    Tipping the bottle he dripped the cold liquid into her navel. She fought against the cold wanting to wiggle it out. Reed placed his hands on either side of her stomach, settling her. His hot breath close, warming her skin, while loose strands of his hair tickled.
    Lips wrapped around her navel, creating suction he pulled the schnapps into his mouth. Jolts of electricity ran straight to her core.
    “Holy shit,” she cried.
    “I told you.”
    Yes, he’d told her, but he’d failed to say he could make her climax without touching her pussy. She was so close she could taste it. Another shot and he could send her reeling into a full-fledged climax.
    As he poured another shot into her navel she forgot about her scars or fears and enjoyed the sparks coming from his body, charging hers. Her skin tingled with every touch. Her pussy lips began to quiver as an orgasm rippled through her body. Reed’s mouth sucked the liquid from her navel once more, sending her