This one is inspired by Martina Mcbrides Concrete Angel. Sorry I haven't been posting..I was grounded for a week :S Anyways I'm back! Enjoy ;)


Sara moaned as Gil gently placed a trail of kisses down her spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She was laid on her stomach, naked except for her flimsy panties. The dark silk sheets on the bed softly caressing her pale skin. A large hand rested on her side. She turned her head, hair flicking out, to see Gil grinning at her. He brushed his hand down her left side and let out a low whistle. Sara giggled as she turned over. ''Hey'' Gil muttered ''I didn't say you could turn over yet..I wasn't done'' He growled lovingly. His face leveled with hers. She winked and grinned slightly, enjoying teasing him.

''Oh..and since when were you in charge?'' Sara flirted. Her hands came up and stroked his masculine torso, the firm skin smooth to the touch. Her breathing slowed down as her hands delved lower. Gil watched her as he felt his own arousal growing. He chuckled as he gently gripped her wrists and pinned them to the pillows beside her. She let out a surprised but sexy gasp. A mixture of excitement and love spread a familiar hot feeling in her abdomen as she saw lust flicker in his deep sapphire eyes.

''Since you look so hot when your being dominated'' He winked as he leaned in and locked her soft pink lips in a passionate kiss.

''mm..I like this side of you'' Sara muffled while she fought his tongue with hers. He pulled away slightly and started to kiss her slender neck.

''You taste so good'' He stated..Sara closed her eyes as he pressed his lips on her skin. A sigh escaped her throat as he hit a tender spot. ''God Sara..I just love your...wait..what's that?''

Sara's eyes snapped open and wandered down to see Gil inspecting her collar bone. ''What's what?'' her voice showed her concern.

''This..a scar I think'' Gil rubbed his index finger along the soft groove in her skin. ''There's this little lump thing in there too'' He gazed upwards into her eyes, and scanned her face for a explanation.

''Oh..that. I thought you had seen it before?'' He shook his head gently and waited for her to continue.

''Well'' she started sitting up. Gil sensed the explanation was going to be some what uncomfortable and awkward for her. ''Sara..if you don't want to explain you don't have to'' He stated as he sat beside her.

She glanced up to him and nodded ''I want to tell you though, I might as well..I mean your just going to wonder what it is anyway'' She sucked in a deep breath then continued.

''Well..you already know about my..childhood. About how my father treated me. '' Gil nodded. He hated how one man could cause his beloved so much unhappiness, even though he did not even walk this earth any more. '' Well one day while I was packing my own lunch for school, my father thought it would be funny to chase me around the house with his belt. He got me a few times before I got into my bedroom. I thought I was safe'' Her voice hitched a little as she fought back her tears. She turned slightly so Gil could not notice her try to regain her posture, although he had already noticed. He gently caressed her back offering silent support. ''Anyway..he started pushing the door..and I knew it would not take much for him to break it down..so I ran to my window..and pushed it open wide. Then I climbed out and jumped onto the ledge which is only a few feet off the ground, only my foot slipped and I fell..and landed on this shoulder'' She pointed to her left shoulder, the side with the scared collar bone. '

'My mum found me a while later and took me to the hospital..without my dads permission. The nurses ..they acted as if they knew me. When they really had no idea what I was holding back. When we got back he told me to leave and go to my room. I could hear her screaming and crying as he beat her downstairs..and all I could do was shake on my bed'' Sara's last words became muffled as she cried out, letting the crystal droplets fall from her dark eyes. Gil pulled her into his strong arms, feeling her shake while she cried.

''Oh darling..I didn't want you to be this upset...I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked''

''No its okay..its not your fault I had a shit childhood..promise me..when we have kids..you will always love them..no matter what'' she looked deep into Gil's eyes while she whispered it.

''Kids...we haven't even spoken about them yet..and''

''Gil..promise me..please. I don't want our kids to live the life I did. I don't want them to be the kid that wears the same clothes they wore the day before..I don't want them to have to feel like they have to hide all their bruises and mask their pain from others''

''Okay Sara..I promise I would never make my own child bear that burden'' He rested his hands on her shoulders as he spoke. ''I mean it..I really do'' His face became sincere.

''Thank you'' She hugged him tightly. ''When I was younger I found dreaming as a way of temporarily escaping reality. I always dreamed I somehow fly..like a butterfly.. to a place where I was..just loved..for me. Sometimes I would wake up to hear a cry from my parents room..I wanted to help..but I was so small..and fragile'' Sara swallowed hard.

''Its okay baby, its not your fault..you were just a child'' He held her and rocked her gently. ''every day I thank God that I am fortunate enough to have you. I love you so much..words are not enough Sara''

''I love you too Gil..more then life itself'' She muzzled in the crock of his neck, before reaching up and planning a kiss on his tender lips. ''Make love to me'' she whispered, her voice full of love, desire and hope.


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