Beautifully Broken (11 page)

“Even
if we try again how is this going to work? You’re leaving Saturday.” Of course
her precious Lucas would have already told her I was leaving.

“Talked
to Lucas already huh?” I can’t repress my disgust with her unbreakable bond
with Lucas. I take a step back to get my rising anger in check. “I can’t stay
here and nurse this sick attachment you have to Lucas but I can’t leave without
you.” Even with my fear of losing her eating away at my heart I won’t
compromise on this Lucas situation.

“So
we’re at a stalemate.” She responds, not even attempting to consider giving up
Lucas. When I think I know what her feelings for me are she pulls the Lucas
card. He always seems to trump everything that we have.

“What’s
keeping you here,” I growl grabbing her head between my hands. How can I make
her understand that she doesn’t need him in her life? “You belong to me and you
know it. Lucas will move on, he’s stronger than you think. Stop pampering him
and live your life.” Her eyes glisten with unshed tears. This is as hard for
her as it is for me but I can’t waiver.

“Give
me a little time,” she asks. She drags her finger through my hair, knowing how
much her touch eases my tension. My grip on her face loosens and my eyelids get
heavy as a warm sensation runs through my body.

“I’ll
give you till Friday but when you pick me there no turning back, I need all of
you. Just know that I’ll own you and I won’t allow you to leave me again.”
There’s no doubt in my mind she’ll pick me.

I
crush her lip against mine; desperate for a taste of what I thought I had lost.
Her lips part immediately to the onslaught of my tongue.  I drink her flavor,
content in just possessing her mouth. Her hands caress my sides slowly creeping
down. If she continues to touch me like this I won’t be able to hold back much
longer, my body begging me to take her immediately.

She
breaks our kiss to run her mouth down my neck, her hands teasing the edge of my
pants. My fingers tremble as I unbutton her shirt, my need for this woman
overwhelming me. I push her shirt down her shoulders revealing a red satin bra,
the creamy globes peaking over the top enticing me. I run my finger over her
smooth cleavage and notice the outline of her erect nipples through the flimsy
fabric.

I
brush my knuckles against the knotted buds watching a storm brew in her eyes, her
bright gray eyes cloudy with lust. I make quick work unclasping her bra and
throwing it somewhere behind me. My palm rubs her breast avoiding her nipples,
her breath quickens in anticipation. Her back arches urging me to touch her nipples
to ease the ache. I rain kisses down her navel as I pull her skirt down her
thighs.

She’s
wearing one of those sexy garters I love to fuck her in. I reluctantly un-buckle
it and roll her silky stockings down her legs, needing to feel her bare skin against
mine. I come back up tangling my hands in her hair. I force her to look into my
eyes, “I want you so bad I’m afraid I’ll ravage you.”

“Please,”
she begs me gripping my arms. “Please, take me anyway you want.”

This
time the kiss starts out slow and gentle. Sensing that I’m restraining myself
she aggressively takes over biting and licking at my lips. Her hands boldly
invade my pants grasping my length in her palm the warm soft texture emitting a
moan from deep in my throat. She licks my neck gently nipping it with her teeth.
Her aggressive movements making my erection frighteningly thick and heavy.

She
swiftly drops to her knees dragging my pants down my legs. My cock juts out
poking her in the face, which produces an excited smile on her lips. She dabs little
kisses over my navel teasing me with her tongue. The first kiss she places on
the tip of me causes my legs to buckle. I brace my hands on the bar behind her
as she warm mouth engulfs my shaft.  The pleasure must have caused my eyes to
cross because I can no longer focus on my surroundings.

Her
hand cups my balls as her mouth moves up and down my shaft. She expertly sucks
on the tip before thrusting most of my cock into her mouth. I feel the tip
knock against the back of her throat and I grip her hair tightly trying not to
blow in her mouth. She moans against my cock the vibrations increasing the
tingles running along my cock and spreading throughout my body.

“AHH!”
I roar as I explode in her mouth. I rock my hips thrusting in her mouth letting
her suck every drop out of me. I gasp as she releases her suction hold on my
cock with a pop, licking her lips and smiling seductively at me. She’s sinful,
she exudes sex. She rises up raining kisses over my face, dragging her fingers
through my hair as my breathing slows down.

I
grab her by the waist abruptly placing her on top of the stool, spreading her
thighs so I can move in between her legs. Her eyes widen when she see my intent
in my lazy gaze. I spread her legs trailing kisses up her thighs. I pause over her,
my warm breath teasing her wet folds. Her eyes plead with me as I back up. I reach
up and palm her breast, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

Her
back arches urging me to continue to play with them. I pinch them and smile
when she quizzers beneath my hands. I nibble on her thighs and the edge of her
pussy. I blow softly over her heated flesh, teasing her.

Her
hand creeps down between her legs but I give her a light tap preventing her
attempt at pleasing herself. She whimpers as I hold her hands hostage behind
her back. She pushes herself to the edge in an attempt to grind against my mouth
but I get up blocking her pursuit. She wants it so severely I almost feel bad
for her. “How bad do you want me?” I whisper into her ears.

“Liam
please…” she begs. “I’ll do anything you want. Just touch me.”

“Whose
pussy is this?”

“It’s
yours Liam”

“I’m
done sharing you. Do I own this?” I run one finger through her wet heat.

“God
yes!!” she shrieks. “You own it baby, it’s yours…” she pants. I pick her up and
spread her open on my counter.

The
first taste of her sweet liquid against my tongue causes my cock to harden. The
sound of her moans growing louder in my ear as my tongue dips into her honey.
Her hips buck uncontrollably with each thrust. My grip on her waist holds her
steady for my manipulations. I slide my tongue over her clit then suck on it.
Her broken moans indicating she’s close to coming.  I slowly feed her my
finger, sensing she needs something more to make her soar. She rolls her hips
in a circle welcoming the invasion of my finger. I hook my finger massaging her
magic button, rolling my tongue over her clit in a figure eight.

She
climaxes hard, her muscles clenching down on my finger. Her earsplitting scream
something between a yell and a moan. She chants my name over and over as I rub
her hips and kiss her thighs. I step back to observe this beautiful women
spread open on my counter. By far the most savory thing I’ve ever eaten in this
kitchen.

I
pull her into my arms; her eyes still closed as I carry her into our room. I
lay her limp body down and pull her up against me. She opens her eyes, now back
to its bright gray color and smiles at me.

“That
was the most intense sexual experience of my life.” She giggles.

“You
think so? Then you better hold on tight. I’m just beginning to make you come.”

Isabella

I
can feel my body still quaking from my orgasm. Liam’s palm teasing my nipples
sends aftershocks though every cell in my body. He leans in and licks them
causing moisture to pool between my legs. I can’t believe how ready I always am
for him. He spreads my thighs and runs his finger over my wet flesh. There’s an
ache deep inside me that only he can fill. As much as I enjoyed his lips on me,
I want more. I crave his thick cock. I need it to fill the void inside of me.

He
kneels between my spread thighs stroking his thick shaft. I watch him with
envy, wanting to wrap my hand around him. I want to place my lips around the engorged
tip and taste his salty flavor. He blankets me with his warm body and whispers
in my ear, “Are you ready for me?”

“Always,”
I answer. I’ll always be ready for whatever he wants to give me.

I
suck in a deep breath as the tip slowly breaches my entrance. The feeling of
being stretched so amazingly unique. He thrust halfway in then pulls out and
thrust back in again. His pace increases as I stretch to accommodate him. His
gentleness surprises me. He murmurs incoherent words as he begins to lose
control, his muscles straining under my hands.

I
push against his chest urging him to let me take over. He hesitates before
flipping over carrying me with him. His hands grip my waist as I begin to grind
into him. His hands cup my bouncing breast as I move up and down his shaft. My continuous
moans echoing throughout the room. I lick my fingers and bring it to the
swollen bud between my legs. This time he watches me touch myself with avid appreciation,
his pale green eyes darkening to emerald. My muscles tense and fizzes of
pleasure race through my core. My movements halt on top of him the pleasure too
intense. He pounds up into me drawing out my climax. I immediately find myself
on my back, Liam’s taut body pounding into me chasing his orgasm. His intensely
dark eyes bore into me, expressing his deep feeling for me. Sweat glistens down
his strong body. His ruthless thrust cause stars to flash behind my eyelids.
Impossibly I explode again letting Liam squeeze out every ounce of pleasure from
me. My insistent screaming finally descends to groans of overbearing pleasure.
I can feel my pussy contracting against Liam.

“I
love it when you come,” he says in a raspy voice. “So tight…So wet…” he groans
as his head rears back and his muscles lock up. His climax rocks him as hard as
mine did. His body is trembles as his weight drops down on top of mine.

He
caresses my face with feather like strokes, sprinkling kiss over my neck and
collarbone. His gentle loving gesture springing tears to my eyes. This is not
the same Liam I met; he’s so loving with a vulnerable side he usually hides.  My
heart skips a beat thinking of how much his love for me has changed him.

I
run my fingers through his hair and I’m rewarded with a sigh of contentment.
He’s as relieved to have me here with him as I am to have him in my arms again.
No matter what kind of hell breaks loose after this it won’t matter. Tonight in
this bed I know I love this man and he loves me in return.

“I
love you,” I whisper against his hair.

He
stops nuzzling my neck to look into my eyes. Pure joy from my confession dances
in his eyes.

 “I
love you too Isabella Moss.” Those soft teal eyes will be the end of me.

********

My
nerve endings sizzle to life jerking me out of my erotic dream of Liam. My eyes
fly open to an even better version of my dream. Liam rock-hard length is
thrusting deeply into me.

“Good
morning” he says shifting my legs, his thrusts going even deeper.

“Umm…It
is…good…isn’t it?” his constant thrusts causing me to stutter.

“I
love fucking your pussy,” he confesses. Every thrust becoming more frantic.

I
watch this extraordinarily gorgeous man shudder over me from his intense need
of me. His deep strokes filling me to my root. I get lost in the slide of his
thick cock in and out of me. My hunger for him increasing with each stroke. He
yanks at my hips pulling me into each thrust, rubbing against the aching bundle
of nerves deep within me. My orgasm rages through me beautifully. The euphoria
I feel as he continues to thrust inconceivable. I spasm around him, my pussy
clutching to him like an iron fist.

“Fuck
baby…that’s so good.” He groans.

He
grows thicker threatening to shred me. One thrust, two thrust then he burst
deep within me, warm spurts of him flowing into me. He collapses on me
boneless, his hot heavy body clinging to mine. His still semi-erect penis
twitching within me.

********

I’m
late.

After
the fantastic way Liam woke me he insisted that we shower together. The man is insatiable.
He took me again in the shower with even more gusto than earlier. I had to slip
out while he was on a business call or risk missing the whole day. The fact
that I already took all my clothes home would delay me that much more.

It’s
amazing how one man can change my entire world. What was a bleak existence yesterday
has changed dramatically. The sun seems to be brighter, the air fresher, I’m
even walking with more vitality.

Alice
is sitting at her desk tapping at her Smartphone when I walk in. She would
never survive without her electronic gossip mill. “Hey Isabella, You look
fantastic today.” Throwing me a thumb up.

“Thanks
Alice.”

“Lucas
must have put it down last night cause your glowing.” Her knowing smirk
irritating me, if she knew who really caused the glow she would keel over and
die. She looks at me expectantly, hoping I’ll dish about my sex life. I ignore
her prying eyes and stroll into my office and close the door behind me.

Moments
later Lucas strolls into my office wearing a huge grin. “Alice says our dinner
last night has perked up the gloomy mood you’ve been in.” Wow, I thought I was
doing a compelling job at hiding my emotions. The lost of Liam had shred me so
thoroughly there was no amount of effort that could conceal my dismal existence.