Shattered Hart (20 page)

Smiling at me, Brooke runs her thumb across the palm of my hand.  "
You
always know just how to make me feel better Damien. 
You're
always there when I need you.  Men
don't
come any better than you."

My heart skips with happiness like a little boy who just found Santa in the house. I smile to let her know I appreciate the compliment, even as my inner voice reminds me that I'm pretty damn far from being a knight in shining armor.

We spend the next half hour or so outside, sipping
our
beers and talking about her college graduation which will b
e taking place in less than two months
.  One of the requirements for graduation is an internship, and we've
spent hours
arguing about the fact that Dante and I both want her to do it at
our
company, Hart International. 

Brooke wa
s against it, and
it's
extremely frustrating.  Hart International is the family business, and since we consider Brooke family, it seems the most logical thing in the world that she would work with us. 

Brooke
doesn't
see it that way.  She argued
that she needs to get her internship one hundred per on her own merit
,
no family connection involved. 
She's
open to coming to work with
us after graduation, but insisted
that
she obtain
an
internship all by herself.
  Starting next week, she will be spending several weeks interning at a company that I don’t own, and it makes me crazy.

I
mostly
understand and
totally
respect how she feels, but I hate the idea that she might get
sucked
in to
this othe
r company for an after graduation job through her internship.  She belongs with the rest of us at Hart.

After
finishing
our
drinks, we hea
d back in to the house.  Giving me a giant hug
and thanks for being with her tonight and for letting her stay, Brooke heads off to the guest room
and
I make my way to my bedroom.

Heading in to my bathroom, I take a shower and then brush my teeth before putting on a pair of pajama pants and getting in to bed.

I toss and turn for a while
,
my thoughts on the birth control pack Brooke pulled from her drawer. 
I can't help but wonder how I will ever hold my shit together
when I eventually
meet
someone that she’s sleeping with.
 
Someone else is going to be with my girl, and it fucking destroys me.

Eventually I fall in to a troubled sleep. 
The dream I have is actually a memory.
  I'm back in my childhood house
and
my parents are
having
one of their sex parties. 
There is alcohol and drugs everywhere, and Dante and I are making our way out of the house to the shed in the backyard where we used to spend the night when the parties would go on.
 

We're just outside of the back door when some drunken woman grabs Dante and starts running her hands down his chest.  I start screaming for her to stop, and my father appears at my side, completely enraged that I've disrupted his evening.  He pummels Dante blow after blow and I start screaming for him to stop when I see that Dante's face
is covered
in blood.

I wake up to Brooke kneeling on the bed over me, shaking my shoulders.  "Damien!
You're
okay
,
you're
okay.  I'm here.  It was just a dream."

The relief I feel that the nightmare is over
is
quickly replaced by my awareness of Brooke in my room, on my bed wearing a tiny purple silk chemise. 

I'm struggling to get my equilibrium back when she wraps her arms tightly around me in a hug and starts running her hands up and down my back in a soothing gesture, before leaning in and kissing my cheek. 

That's
it for me.  I ache with the need to kiss her, to hold her, and I'm doing something about it right now.
She’s mine! Fucking mine, and I’m not letting an
other man touch her ever again.
Wrapping
my arm
s around her, I
pull her to me,
tilting
her head b
ack with my other hand and angling
her head for my kiss.

The first touch of her lips against mine sends my heart in to orbit.  She gives a throaty gasp and I use it to my advantage, slipping my tongue in to her mouth. 
Our
tongues connec
t in a sensual mating, warm,
smooth and delicious. 
She tastes so good, I can't even think of stopping as the kiss goes on and on.

Shifting a bit, Brooke opens her legs and straddles me, rubbing up against my now rock hard cock.  I groan in to her mouth as I arch up in an attempt to ease the pressure in my groin.  It
doesn't
help, if anything it makes it worse.

Breaking the kiss, I stare in to her eyes, pleased to see that they
are dilated
with arousal, her mouth plump and
red
from
our
kisses.  She looks so fucking beautiful
that
it makes my heart flutter in my chest.

My conscience is silent, seemingly having gone on vacation, and I am too far gone to stop.  I want her so
bad
that I’m
shaking.

Leaning forward, Brooke covers my mouth with hers again as she
continues to rub against me. 
After a few minutes, I break the kiss and I pull down the straps of her chemise, groaning out loud when I see her naked breasts
.
She's
beyond fucking beautiful
,
her nipples pink and hard, begging for my mouth.

Pushing her back so that
she's
lying on my bed with her head near the footboard, I lean over her and start running my tongue all over her tits. 
She's
crazy responsive, all pants and moans as I lick every inch of her luscious breasts and alternate hard and soft sucks on each nipple. 

I've never seen a woman so aroused just from having her nipples sucked, and I get harder and harder as she arches and moans beneath me.  Sucking hard on one nipple as I lick it with my tongue, I tweak the other with my fingers
and
just like that, she starts to cum, thrashing under me as she cries out in wonder. If there is a sight or a feeling better than Brooke as
she's
cumming
,
I
don't
know what it is.
  I’ve missed this every minute of every day since we came home from Vegas.

Pulling back, I push her chemise up to her waist, growling when I see that
she's
not wearing any panties and that her sex is
completely
bare.  "Oh my god Brooke, you
weren't
wearing any
underwear
?"

Shaking her head shyly, she smiles at me.  "No.  I took a quick shower
and
I only had that one pair of underwear with me that I'm going to need tomorrow morning after my morning shower."

I'm so hard it feels like my dick is about to explode.
  Spreading her legs, I lean in and inhale her scent. 
It's
so erotic that it leaves me almost dizzy. 
The sight of her bare sex, glistening with her
need
is almost enough to have me cummin
g in my pants
.
  Leaning forward, I start licking all around her outer lips. 

I use the flat of my tongue to lick her all around, tasting her everywhere but her clit.  Spreading her wide, I run my tongue all over her with quick flicks. 
I love the sounds of her breathy moans
and the feeling of her hands in my hair as she holds my head between her legs and grinds up in to my face.

Putting my hands under her ass, I lift her up so that her legs are hanging over my shoulders and then I go to town fucking her with my tongue.

Her juices are sliding out on to my tongue faster and faster, and when I finally run my tongue over her clit, she screams out as she cums. 

I ride her through it with my tongue, then pull back and stare at her clenching sex.  I could watch her tiny pussy for hours.  Taking her legs off my shoulders, I lay her back on the bed before returning to her
completely
soaked sex and starting to work her again with my tongue.

The silence of the room
is broken
only by her moans, my groans and the sound of how wet she is under my tongue.  I work her hard, throwing her in to another massive orgasm, her cum gushing down in to my mouth. 
She's
so fucking hot, so fucking perfect, I want to eat her alive.

Pulling my head back,
she's
breathless as she tells
me she
can't
take anymore just now.  Pushing me back on to the bed, she stands up on the mattress and takes her chemise off entirely before leaning over me and pulling down my pajama pants.

I'm so hard I feel like I'm going to explode, but everything stops when I hear her harsh inhalation and I see what looks like panic on her face.

"Holy shit,
you're
fucking huge."

I'm a guy, and I
can't
help but swell with pride.
Whoever else she
’s
had sex with, they didn’t measure up, and that makes me happy. 
"Don’t worry beautiful.
I’d never hurt you.”

Shaking off her nerves, she
bends her knees and leans
over me
as she
runs her thumb over t
he head of my dick and gathers
the pre cum that is there.
  Lifting her thumb to her lips
, she sucks my fluid in
to her mouth.  My eyes roll in
to the back of my head as my cock jerks in response. 
It takes everything I have not to
erupt
all over the place, just from the visual of her tasting
my cum
.

Moaning her approval, she bends over me and starts licking my shaft.  Her tongue is hot
and
her breath is feathery as she licks every inch of my cock and my balls.  Working her way back to the top, I watch in wonder as she uses her tongue on the tip of my cock almost like a French kiss. 

Raising her eyes to mine, she maintains eye contact as she widens her mouth as much as she can and starts her descent down my shaft.  Her mouth is like heaven, wet, hot and wild as her head moves up and down my cock.

I
damn near
burst in her mouth when I feel the tip of my cock
touch
her throat. 
It's
like she
doesn't
have a gag reflex.
She's taking me to another planet with her mouth
and tongue. 
I'm so hot that I feel like I might be losing my mind.

The view of her sucking me as her tits jiggle back and forth gives me an idea, and I have to follow through.
   Pulling her off, I throw her down on the bed, her head on the pillows.

"Brooke, I've got to fuck your tits.  Hold them together honey."

I lay my cock on her chest and groan when she pushes her tits together.
  The visual is
absolutely
stunning.  I fuck back and forth in absolute ecstasy between her
amazing
tits, groaning and panting as she tweaks her nipples.

"Fuck honey,
you're
so goddamn beautiful. 
That's
it Brooke, tease those nipples baby."

I'm blown away when she arches underneath me and screams ou
t as she starts cumming again.
Slowing down my thrusts, I watch in awe as her face contorts in pleasure. 
Brooke is a natural born sensualist
,
and I am in absolute
awe
of her
.

I've taken all I can, and now I have to be inside of her.  It
isn't
even a choice
,
it's
a life or death need.  Pulling back from her chest, I rearrange us so that her legs
are spread
wide under me, then I lay my shaft on top of her soaking sex.