Healed (Damaged Souls Book 3)

by Twyla Turner

  “It’s small, and nothing much to write home about. But it works.” Sloan said, bashfully.

  “It’s nice, Sloan,” Lexi said, petting the dog, as she looked around the cute studio, with wood floors and exposed brick walls.

  “Would you like something to drink?” Sloan fidgeted, and Lexi realized that he was just as nervous as she was.

  “Yeah, that might be a good idea. We’re both a wreck right now.” Lexi said, as she walked over and flopped down on his couch. Tank sat obediently, at her feet.

  “Oh thank God, I’m not the only one.” Sloan expelled a huge breath.

  He walked over to his fridge to grab two bottles of beer, and Lexi took that moment to look around a little. The apartment was sparse, with only enough furniture to make it comfortable. But as her eyes scanned the studio, they stopped as they landed on a photograph of her on the side of his bed. It was a picture of her sleeping. She didn’t even know he had taken the picture.

  She walked over to the bed and picked up the framed picture. She gazed down at it for a moment and then turned to look up at Sloan, as he walked over to her and handed her a bottle of beer. He looked at the photograph in her hand, and a bright blush spread from his tuxedo shirt, up to his hairline.

  “I didn’t even know you took this. And I can’t believe you had it printed out and framed.” Lexi said, in astonishment.

  “It’s not the only one.” Sloan turned even redder as if that were possible, and then nodded his head to the other side of the bed.

  Lexi turned to look at the attached nightstand on the other side of the bed. On it sat a picture of her, when he was tickling her under the sheets in her bed. She looked up at him, her eyes turning glassy at the realization that he had never given up on them.

  “And there’s two more,” Sloan said and pointed to the little kitchen table and wall.

  Lexi slowly walked towards the table. Sitting on it, was the picture of her painting in front of the field of flowers, and on the wall was the picture of their entwined hands. They were pictures of the last good afternoon they’d had together. And Lexi knew from seeing all the pictures that he never stopped loving her or stopped hoping that it would eventually work out between them.

  She turned back again, to look at him. He had already removed his mask so she could see his whole gorgeous, scarred face. He looked upon her with such tenderness and longing that it pulled her towards him. She placed her beer down on the kitchen table, as she passed it, and continued forward. When she reached him, she grabbed the beer out of his hand and placed it on the nightstand. She then shoved his chest and he fell back onto the bed, and she quickly crawled onto his lap.

  Sloan stared into her eyes, behind the mask. Her green eyes, radiating love and forgiveness. He reached around the back of her head and pulled the ribbon that secured the mask to her face. Once the ribbon was untied, he gently clasped the mask and pulled it from her face. Finally able to see her whole face, he just sat for a few moments and stared at her, taking in her details. His eyes touched every inch of her beautiful face as if he had been blind and was now seeing a vibrant, colorful flower for the first time.

  “God, I missed you!” Sloan exclaimed passionately, as he grabbed the sides of her face, and pulled her forehead to his.

  “I missed you, too,” Lexi whispered back.

  Sloan pulled back and looked down at her dress, as his hands felt around for the zipper. Lexi grabbed his hand and laid it against the zippered side of her dress. He smiled shyly at her, as he pulled down the little black tab and slowly opened the dress. Unhurriedly, he gathered the dress up in his hands and pulled it over her head. After tossing the dress to the side, his eyes landed on her black corset, and he swallowed loudly.

  “I think I’m gonna leave this on, for just a little while longer,” Sloan smirked at her.

  Lexi giggled in response and then gasped, as he suddenly clasped her back with one arm and flipped her over onto the bed. Sloan placed his hands on either side of her head and leaned down to kiss her softly on her full lips. He moved down to her jaw, her neck and the swells of her breasts above the corset. His cool silky hair trailed down her flushed skin, as he went.

  He moved over the satin corset, heading down towards her fragrant core. Breathing in deeply, he could smell her arousal and their sex from before. The scent was making him ravenous.

  “Sloan, you don’t have to. I should take a shower first.” Lexi said, self-consciously.

  “Hush up, woman. I’m busy.” Sloan mumbled as he reached the apex of her legs.

  He bypassed her pretty chocolate pussy, he wanted to save the best for last. So he smoothed his hands down her thick thighs, grasped the back of her knees and lifted her legs up, making her feet rest against the bed. He started at the bend in her knee and kissed down her scarred inner thigh. He was happy to find that there was no fresh scarring, as he moved from one thigh to the other. Her hips moved restlessly, anticipating his touch, where she ached for it most.

  Sloan decided to have mercy on her and kissed slowly to her glistening labia. He nibbled at her soft, smooth lips and then nuzzled his nose up her crease. He heard her moan and glanced up to see her hands claw into the sheets, and her back arch. He smirked, and decided to kick it up a notch. He opened his mouth and started at the bottom of her sex, and lapped up until he reached her hardened clit.

  Lexi gasped, and pumped her hips up to his mouth, telling him that she wanted more. So giving her what she wanted, Sloan wrapped his lips around her sensitive bud. He sucked gently on her clit, flicking his tongue ever so often to tease her. And he knew she was getting close when her hands moved from the tangle of sheets, to tangle in his hair.

  She cried out his name and her body quivered, in the throes of an intense orgasm, as he licked and loved on her clenching sex, drinking her nectar. He released her delicate flesh, when she pushed his head away, too sensitive to take anymore. Sloan crawled up her body, and with lips glistening from her feminine cum, he kissed her softly. Lexi tasted herself on his lips and she opened her mouth, to flick her tongue against his wet lips, and Sloan deepened the kiss.

  Lexi reached down between them and caressed her hand over his erection, through his pants. Sloan released her lips on a growl. He sat up quickly, grasped both sides of her corset, and hurriedly started to unhook the line of clasps down the front. After the last hook had been undone, he peeled back each side of the corset like he was opening flower petals, leaving her breasts and tummy exposed. He then stood up, shrugged out of his tuxedo jacket, hastily unbuttoned his dress shirt and stripped it off. His pants quickly followed the rest on the floor, and he stood before her, naked and glorious.

  He gave Lexi a moment to gaze up at his naked body. Her eyes traveled from his face, down his muscular body, and then rested on his beautiful, thick pulsing erection. She smiled slightly, at the memory of telling him that he had a pretty penis. Sloan smiled back at her, as he leaned down and crawled over her.

  “You know it’s not polite to laugh at a naked man.” Sloan grinned down at her.

  “I was just thinking about when I called your penis pretty.” Lexi giggled, and her laughter turned quickly into a gasp when he bent down to flick his tongue over her nipple.

  “Yeah, and he still hasn’t recovered. You gave him a complex.” He leaned in and licked at her lips. “But there’s one way you can make it better.” He said, positioning himself between her legs.

  “Hmm…and what way is that?” Lexi moaned, feeling the tip of his manhood at her entrance.

  “Hearing you scream ‘enough,’” Sloan growled as he slammed into her, without warning.

  Lexi’s back instantly bowed off of the bed, and she choked on a scream. Sloan gripped her hips and stroked into her, deep and hard. With every thrust that hit the top of her womb, Lexi cried out and dug her nails into the skin of his forearms, as she tried to hold on.

  Sloan freed his tight hold on her hips, slid his arms behind her back and curved his hands up, to hold the tops
of her shoulders. Once he had her in the position that he wanted her, he pulled down on her shoulders and thrust up with his hips, forcing her to take all of him. His cock, battered her sensitive walls, giving her unrelenting wave after wave of pleasure.

  “Ahh…f-fuck!” Lexi screamed as the flutters in her stomach built in intensity. “Sloan! I’m gonna come!”

  Hearing that she was close, and feeling her muscles flutter around him, Sloan doubled his efforts. Lexi’s eyes flew open in surprise, realizing that he had been holding back. His gray-blue gaze held hers, as her climax began to rip through her. Her eyes still on his, her teeth clenched as her body tensed, and her orgasm finally crested. Her eyes widened, her nostrils flared, her lips popped open and a beautiful melodic cry burst from her throat.

  Sloan watched as her orgasm washed over her. Her pupils dilated, her eyebrows drew together in a grimace, and her entire body trembled. Seeing the process, while his gaze held hers, was the most erotic moment of his life. And he ground his teeth together, holding back his release.

  He sat up, clasped her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. He quickly pulled her onto her knees and slid home. Lexi shuddered in response, threw back her head, and arched her back. Sloan reached over and wrapped a hand full of her hair in his hand, pulling her head farther back. Holding on tight, he pounded forward as she pushed back against him. She ground her hips into him, and a groan rumbled deep in his chest. But he refused to come, he had months’ worth of orgasms that he owed her. And he planned on paying back his debt.

  Lexi pushed herself up onto her hands, and Sloan bent forward over her back. He reached his hand around to cup her chin, pulling her head back onto his chest. His breath coming hot and hard against her ear, as he stroked into her, again and again.

  “Have you had enough yet?” Sloan panted, next to her ear.

  “Never!” Lexi gasped.

  “You’ll regret that,” Sloan warned.

  Wrapping an arm around her stomach, and the other holding onto her shoulder, Sloan began drilling into her dripping channel. He used every ounce of strength he had in him. His hair quickly became wet, with his sweat. Droplets dripped down from his hair and nose, onto her already glistening back. The walls of her pussy squeezed around him and then convulsed rapidly. This time, a scream tore from her throat. And yet he still held back.

  “One more,” Sloan commanded.

  “No. I can’t. No more.” Lexi pleaded.

  “I need one more from you,” Sloan demanded.

  He flipped her back over, wrapped his arms around her back, and lifted her off of the bed. He walked her over to his kitchen table and laid her back on it. The table was the perfect height for him to stand up straight, as he finished her off. He lifted her legs up, to rest against his torso. He grasped the base of his cock and tapped the tip against her clit, and she gasped as he slid in.

  Sloan kept the pace slower this time, not sure she’d be able to handle any more punishing thrusts. He pumped into her heat gently, her head lolling back and forth on the table, delirious. He licked his thumb, wetting it and then lowered his hand, to stroke it over her clit, as he continued to drive into her. The combination of his thumb and hard length, touching her from the inside out, made her body start to quiver uncontrollably, and tears ran down her face, to her temples and ears.

  “ENOUGH!” Lexi cried out her release.

  And this time the ripples of her walls over him, ripped an explosive climax from him, and he shouted out her name. The pent up orgasm finally peaking, made stars burst before his eyes, blinding him. And his cum jetted continuously into her womb until he was drained. He collapsed onto her, depleted.

  They laid there for a while. Their labored panting, settling into normal sated breathes. Their sweat slick bodies cooling until Lexi started to shiver. Sloan used the last of his energy, to gather her up into his arms and carried her to his bed since he knew she probably wouldn’t be able to walk. He gently laid her down, and then curled up next to her.

  Lexi turned towards him, she hooked her heel behind his calf and pulled his leg between hers. Tangling their legs together so she could get as close to him as possible. Sloan gazed at her lovingly and brushed her already frizzing hair out of her face.

  “Are you alright? Do you need anything?” Sloan asked her, considerately.

  “Mmm…no. I’m good.” Lexi mumbled.

  “You take my breath away. Do you know that?” Sloan asked, looking straight into her soul.

  Lexi shook her head no, unable to speak. Tears stinging the back of her eyes.

  “Well, you do. And I just want to say again, that I’m so sorry, for not fighting hard enough for us. For this.” Sloan said sincerely, pulling her closer and kissing her nose.

  “It’s okay. I guess I understand why you left, even if it hurt like a bitch. What made you change your mind? What’s different now?” Lexi asked, curiously.

  “Dr. Mills. She’s helped me work through a lot, already. My flashbacks are happening less and less. And I can finally see you.” Sloan told her.

  “What do you mean, you can finally see me?” Lexi asked, with a frown.

  “After what happened, all I could see when I looked at you, was how you looked in my nightmare. A-And how you looked, when I-I attacked you. But after doing her exercises, I can finally see you, as you are at this moment. Beautiful and satisfied. At least I hope you’re satisfied.” Sloan grinned at her.

  “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that, Dirk Diggler.” Lexi groaned, her body tender all over from overuse, after lack of use. “If we had of filmed that, we could’ve sent it out as your porn audition tape. Sheesh! I think you broke my back.”

  “Sorry.” Sloan grimaced. “I figured I owed you for the months of abstinence. I guess I did get a little carried away.”

  “You can get carried away any time you want.” Lexi smiled, and then kissed him softly on the lips. “But in all seriousness, I’m glad that Dr. Mills has helped you and brought you back to me. I really should go back to see her.”

  “You haven’t been back?” Sloan asked, and continued after she shook her head. “I was wondering why I hadn’t run into you again. Somewhere deep down, I think I only kept going, in the hopes that I’d run into you again. Just to see you, for even a moment.” Sloan sighed. “Maybe we could start going together?”

  “I’d be okay with that.” Lexi agreed. “So how’s the TV show going? Have you started filming yet?” Lexi asked, propping her head up on her hand.

  “Yeah, just this past week. And it’s going good,” Sloan said, rolling onto his back and staring up at the ceiling. “I don’t really like to stop working, to talk to the cameras. But I have to explain what my crew and I are doing. I guess I’ll eventually get used to it. And they’re also filming bits and pieces here and there that they’ll edit together, for the intro to the show.”

  “When will it air?” Lexi asked as she played with his dog tags.

  “The first half of the season, which is six episodes, will air after we’ve finished shooting all six episodes. And they decided that, each episode will be one complete reno job. So that’s basically, six renovations that will take five weeks each to complete. So probably at the first of the year.” Sloan explained the process.

  “I’m so proud of you. You’ve overcome so much, and in such a short amount of time.” Lexi said warmly, placing a finger on his chin to turn his face towards her.

  “All because you gave me a chance. I was completely lost, with no direction, and no way to pull myself out of the mess my life had become. You saved me that day. Just as much as I saved you. Probably more so.” Sloan said sincerely, referring to the day he had saved Lexi from the drug addicts that tried to rape her, and her offering her home to him afterward.

  “Well, that could be argued. I’d be six feet under if it weren't for you. You helped me find my strength, and taught me how to defend myself. By the way, I used one of the moves on Aaron.” Lexi ended, on a giggle.

  “Wait.
What?” Sloan said, propping himself up on his elbows.

  “Aaron tried to take it to the next level, and I wasn’t feeling it. I told him to stop, and he wouldn’t. So I smacked his carotid artery. Needless to say, he wasn’t getting up anytime soon, so I high-tailed it outta there.” Lexi grinned, proudly.

  “You really don’t wanna give me another reason, to beat that dude to death,” Sloan growled.

  “You don’t need to. I handled it myself.” Lexi said, proudly.

  “Yes, you did. I guess I better keep that in mind, for future reference.” Sloan smiled, reluctantly.

  “So does that mean you want a future with me?” Lexi asked, still unsure of his intentions.

  “Are you crazy?! Of course, I want a future with you! What did you think this has all been about tonight?” Sloan said, incredulous.

  “I-I don’t know. I had hoped. But I didn’t want to assume.” Lexi shrugged, bashfully.

  Sloan sat up, and gently pushed Lexi onto her back, to hover over her. He planted kisses over her face, before speaking again.

  “You can assume, all you want. Now that I have you back, I’ll be damned if I’ll let you go again. I made that mistake once. If you hadn’t have been at the ball tonight, I probably would’ve been at your doorstep within the next couple of days, anyway. I did make quite a few drive-bys, I hope you know.” Sloan grinned down at her.

  “I wish you would have stopped.” Lexi sighed sadly, remembering the weeks of hell without him.

  “I will spend the rest of my life, trying to make it up to you,” Sloan said, pulling her into his arms.

  “I’m holding you to it.” Lexi’s muffled voice, came from his chest.

  They laid there quietly for a while, just enjoying being with each other again. Lexi began to doze off, wrapped up in his arms. Sloan’s eyes started to become heavy, so he slowly eased his arm from under her and started to quietly slip out of the bed.