Page 13 of Gash (The Skulls #13)

was exhausted, tired, and fed up. “I’m tired of fighting. I’m tired

of feeling,” she said.

“ How we react to

circumstances within our life is what defines us,

Charlotte.”

“ That’s a nice way of

saying that I’m fucking up.”

Williams sighed. “You’re

in pain. You’ve been handed a life that you don’t deserve. I’m

going to make sure I can help repair the damage that has been

caused to you.”

“ You can’t fix me. I’m not

some kind of puzzle.”

“ I know, but I can create

a foundation within you that makes you strong enough to fight. I

can’t let you out of here, Charlotte.”

“ What do I have to do?”

she asked.

“ You’ve got to learn to

fight the pain, to keep on trying.”

Gash entered the room, pulling her out

of her thoughts.

****

“ What’s wrong?” Gash

asked.

Charlotte had disappeared from

the table ,

and he’d seen the change within her. As he stared at her now, the

smiling woman was gone, replaced by this sorrowful shell. She

looked like Charlotte, acted like her, but it wasn’t her. Seeing

her like this, all he wanted to do was find Jeff and Rebecca.

Before heading upstairs, Whizz had promised to have the information

he needed by the end of the night.

“ Nothing.”

“ Don’t lie.”

“ You have a wonderful

family.”

“ Charlotte?”

She shook her head. “It’s okay, really.

I’m fine. I’m just thinking that once we handle Jeff and Rebecca,

that I need to make sure I still have a job when I get

back.”

“ You really think I’m going to

let you go back to your real life after all of this?” He closed the bedroom

door, not wanting anyone to hear their conversation. Charlotte was

a private person. Gash wasn’t that insensitive, and he remembered

everything about Charlotte. The night they shared together was

still foggy in his mind, but he was so damn happy knowing it was

Charlotte. He’d been attracted to her even back then, but she

reminded him a little of Angel. She was the kind of woman a man

like him looked at but didn’t touch.

“ Once you get what you

want, there’s going to be no need for me here.”

“ Seven years ago I fucked a woman

and I thought I was hallucinating. Seven years ago I was accused of

rape and murder, and sentenced to a prison cell. Seven years ago,

you were put through hell because you tried to help me. You may

think there’s nothing between us, but I’m not going to deny shit

between us.”

“ Gash—”

“ No, I’m not going to make

excuses. We would have had a chance if I had fucking remembered

that we were together. This is real between us, and I’m not going

to be the one denying it. You belong to me just like I belong to

you.”

Tears filled her eyes, and he sank his

fingers into her hair, turning her face to stare at him. “We’ve got

a history, and it’s time we had a future together. Too much has

been taken from us. Don’t let them win, Charlotte.”

She smiled. “You sound like my

doctor .”

“ Doctor?”

“ Doctor Williams. I was his

patient for five years, and he’s the one that supported me when I

finally got sane enough to leave. He saved my life several times,

and became my rock. He still checks in every now and again to make

sure I’m still strong.”

He didn’t like the sudden strike of

jealousy that hit him. Gash didn’t even know the doctor, and yet he

didn’t like the relationship he’d started with

Charlotte.

“ I’m here now.”

No one was going to

take care of Charlotte but him.

“ I’m not ill, Gash. I’m

fine, and I’m sane.” She chuckled. “Apart from the fact I’ve agreed

to kill someone with you. That’s a bit fucked up.”

He laughed along with her, and that

felt good. “Where have I been without you?” he asked.

“ I don’t expect anything from

you.”

Pressing his head against hers,

Gash took a deep breath. “Expect shit from me, Charlotte.”

“ You were going to kill me

twenty-four hours ago.”

Unable to take it anymore, he slammed his

lips down on hers. It was like she awakened the fire inside him.

Gash would fight everyone to be with her. She was never getting

away from him. He’d nearly lost her once, and that shit wasn’t

going to happen again. They had lost each other, and they had lost

a child together. Fuck, they had lost a child together.

It broke him just thinking about

it, and Charlotte had gone through that all on her own. He’d been in prison, too

caught up in his own problems to give a thought to what was

happening to Charlotte. His woman had needed him, and he’d failed

her. Not only that, he’d thought the worst. Pressing her back

against the bed, he didn’t release her lips. Instead he deepened

the kiss, plunging his tongue inside her open lips. Releasing her

hair, he captured her hands and placed them above her head. Linking

them together, he held her hands in one of his while he explored

her body with his other. She was so fucking full and ripe. Her tits

were huge. The pictures of her with all of her weight gone fucking

scared him. Charlotte was a full figured woman, and he wouldn’t

have her any other way. He would make sure that he took care of

her.

No one would ever hurt her. They would

have to go through him first, and he was a fucking brick

wall.

Prison had taught him not only to fight,

but also to fight through the pain.

Charlotte wrapped her legs around his

hips, and he pressed his dick against her jean clad pussy. They

were both clothed, but that didn’t matter in those moments. Gash

was drugged from her lips alone. She tasted so damn sweet,

perfect.

This was much better than his

imagination. This was fucking real.

Cupping her hip for a second, he

groaned at the feel of her curves. She was all woman. Sliding his

fingers underneath her shirt, he explored the skin of her stomach,

moving up to cup her tits.

She pulled away. “No, too fast, too

fast.”

Instantly, he withdrew his hand even

though his cock was in pain. He wanted inside her more than

anything. Pulling away slightly, he kept his cock pressed against

her pussy. He wasn’t going to fuck her, but that didn’t mean he

couldn’t enjoy being pressed against her.

“ I’m sorry.”

“ It’s okay. I shouldn’t

have kissed you back.”

“ I fucking loved it. Don’t

apologize,” Gash said. He’d never take a woman unless she wanted

him to. He liked rough sex, not fucking rape. Taking several deep

breaths, he tried to calm his dick, which wasn’t happening. He

refused to move though. “We were fucking great

together.”

She smiled. “I thought so. I had

nothing to compare it to…”

“ Did I make it good for you?” he

asked. He’d never been with a virgin in his life, and the last

thing he even wanted to think about was believing he hurt

her.

“ At first it was painful. You

were amazing, Gash . Even drunk you didn’t hurt me.” She strained against his

hold, and he let her go. Charlotte touched his cheek. Her touch was

hesitant.

“ I fucked up when I didn’t

remember you,” he said.

“ You remembered me. You just

didn’t know it was me.”

“ If I’d known, I’d have

never left without you.”

“ You’re making yourself

sound all alpha, like a book boyfriend.”

“ Huh?”

“ Forget about it. It doesn’t make

any sense unless you read.” She tilted her head to the

side.

Gash found her adorable.

“ We’re going too

fast?”

“ Just a little. I need to take a

little time.”

He pressed his rock hard cock against

her. “I can wait for you.”

“ I expected you to be

angrier with me,” she said.

“ Why?”

“ Because we had sex, and I

didn’t tell you about it sooner.”

Gash leaned down, taking another kiss.

He was addicted to her lips. They were so fucking sweet. “We can’t

change what happened, and it’s not going to define who we are. I’m

looking forward.” He smiled. “Besides, there’s a lot more pleasure

to be had. We don’t actually have to fuck to get each other

off.”

She nibbled her bottom lip, which only

served to drive him crazy. This woman had been right underneath his

nose the entire time, and he was only now getting to know a taste.

He wasn’t going to give her the chance to get away from him. Their

past wasn’t a great one, but he was going to make sure their future

was the best.

Briefly, he thought about Angel and Lash.

He understood in that moment why the two worked. They were complete

opposites, like chalk and cheese, exactly like him and Charlotte.

Together, they actually made the perfect couple. What the fuck was

he doing, thinking about another couple when he had Charlotte in

his arms?

He slid his hand underneath her shirt,

caressing over her stomach, then around to the center, to start

flicking open the buttons. “I know exactly how to make you scream,

baby, and to have this body coming apart.”

“ Gash?”

“ That’s right, moan my name. I’m

not going to fuck you, Charlotte. What I’m going to do is let this

body get used to my touch.” Kissing down her neck, he sucked on her

pulse before moving on to nibble on her collarbone.

He flicked the last

button open, exposing her chest. The black lace bra did little to

cover her, and with a flick of the clasp at the front.

She moaned, and with another

flick of his wrist, the bra was spread open. His mouth watered at her

large red nipples. Leaning down, he flicked one tip with his

tongue, before sucking the bud into his mouth. Cupping her other

breast, he pinched the nipple, watching as it grew taut.

His dick threatened to burst the

seam of his jeans he was so damn aroused. “You’re so beautiful.” Sucking

the bud hard, he let it go a second later, gliding his tongue

across her breasts, to give her other nipple the same attention.

His dick pulsed some more, releasing some pre-cum into his boxer

briefs. Closing his eyes, he groaned, thrusting against the bed

before withdrawing from her. Kneeling between her thighs, he opened

her jeans, and slid them down her thighs.

Her panties were lacy and matched the

bra that she wore.

“ I want you to trust me.

I’m not going to step over the line, Char.”

“ I trust you.”

He removed her panties, and stared down at