Beautifully Broken
Beautifully
Broken
By Bethany
Bazile
Beautifully Broken
Copyright © 2012 by Bethany Bazile
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This book is a work of
fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are
used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the
product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or
locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Dedication
I’d
like to thank my husband who sat by impatiently strumming his fingers waiting
for me to get out of my head. Thanks for your effort at being patient. My
daughter who kept the baby busy so I could get a couple hundred extra words
down. Thanks to all who believed in me in this new pursuit in life and lastly
thanks to the romance lovers who inspire me to create compelling stories.
Isabella
Somebody
stop the pounding please!
I
squint my eyes in an attempt to open them, the sunlight gleaming in from the
window is blinds me, the pounding increases. I try to lift my head but it feels
so heavy.
With
that small movement of my head I realize the pounding is actually in my head. The
throbbing that feels like a jackhammer is actually in my skull. I manage to
open my eyes and realize I’m not in my room and someone’s arm is wrapped around
my midsection. I glance down at the big muscular arm and thick fingers splayed
over my navel.
Yup,
I’m definitely naked.
I
slowly look over my shoulder and freeze. My God he’s gorgeous. His dark wavy
hair is tussled, body all corded muscles. On his left arm he has a tattoo that
starts at his shoulder then wraps around his bicep. The crisp white sheet drapes
around his lower abdomen and I’m tempted to run my finger down his solid abs,
follow that thin line of hair that leads down under the sheets.
No
I can’t do that. I sigh as my head drops back to the pillow. I need an escape
plan-quickly. I promised myself I would stop getting into these situations, and
for the last year I’ve felt like a new person. Dr.Katz has been helping me sway
my reckless urges, now I go and pull this.
I
slowly lift his hand so I can slip out from under it but his arm tightens
around me and pulls me back against his hard body.
“Where
you going Ella?” he asks in a deep, sleep roughened voice.
Shit,
even his voice is sexy.
The
way he says my name jolts my memory of last night…
He’d
been watching me, leaning casually against the bar for the last hour. His
stunning good looks immediately caught my attention. Every time I made my way
over to the bar I would purposely squeeze in between him and the women he was
sitting next to. She was attempting to keep his attention but his blatant
disregard of her efforts encouraged me to continue brushing my breast against
his arm every time I went to get a drink. The energy between us sizzled every
time I made contact, I’ve never felt anything like this before and I want more.
The dirty looks the woman shoots at me are returned by me with a sneer. With
all the effort she had exerted flirting, she had failed. Mostly because I
already had him in the palm of my hand, without even uttering a single word.
Soon
as he came up behind me on the dance floor, I sensed him. His amazing smell
hitting me even before he touched me. I felt more intoxicated by that scent
then the six cocktails I had already consumed. He pressed against me as my hips
swayed to the music. I could feel his arousal, long and thick against my back.
His hands ran up my sides resting under my breast, his thumbs brushing the edge
of them causing a shiver to run through my body.
“What’s
your name?” he whispered in my ear, his voice a deep rumble that vibrate
through my body.
“Isabella”
I bite my tongue to keep from moaning.
“Let’s
go. I need you. Now.” He orders as he grabbed my hand and led me across the
dance floor.
As
if in a trance I obey him, following him through the club and into a hallway
that led to an elevator. He pressed the button and the elevator automatically slid
opened. He puts a key in the slot, leans against the back wall and pulls me
into his arms. I’m so completely mesmerized by his sexy smile; I lean in and
bring my lips to his.
I
moan against his mouth, startled by the instant rush that flows through me from
that simple touch of our lips. He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into
my mouth and I melt against him, slanting my head, desperate for more. The kiss
grew more demanding, his unique flavor penetrated my senses as he devoured my
mouth with an intensity I had never experienced. His hands dug into my ass and
pulled me against his erection just as the doors open.
He
lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his hips. I don’t even notice that we’ve
moved until he drops me on a bed, covering me with his large body. His tongue
trails down my neck, licking and sucking. This man tongue is sinful. His hand
runs up my thigh just as he starts to suck my nipple through my dress. He grabs
the hem of my dress and pulls it up and over my head. His light green eyes
turning a darker shade of emerald as he gazes down at me, nothing but a tiny
thong left covering my body. He reached down and rolled my nipples between his
fingers. My back arches, the ache between my legs became unbearable. He skims a
finger along the edge of my panties and I felt like screaming out TOUCH ME!
PLEASE!
“I
like it when you beg” he says.
Did
I say that out loud? I can’t believe I just begged him.
His
finger went under the edge of my panties, and then he was parting my slick
folds.
“So
wet Ella” he whispers as he slips a finger into my pussy.
I
moan and he begins to fuck me with his finger while still rubbing my nipple. I
was so close, I felt it coming.
“Umm…”
I moan.
He
abruptly pulls his finger out of me and I protest with a whimper.
“You’ll
come with my cock buried deep inside you” he says into my ear.
He
rose off the bed and striped. Totally naked with his huge muscles bulging and
his cock thick and swollen he looks so dangerous. He stalked back to the bed
leaned over me to reach into a drawer and pulls out a foil packet. I watch as
he tears it open with his teeth, takes it out and slowly rolls it onto his
shaft. He pulls my thong off and throws it across the room, leans down towards
me and I offer him my mouth. As his tongue invades my mouth he plunges into me
in one stroke, showing no mercy with his large cock. My back arches off the bed
as I cry out into his mouth the mixture of pleasure and pain feeding my
arousal.
My
nails dig into his back as he rides me hard. He’s so big I feel beyond full of
him, his invasion the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had. He grabs my
leg and flings it over his shoulder as he fucks me harder, the headboard
banging against the wall with every forceful thrust. Sweat drips from his face
and lands between my breasts. He bends his head down and licks it off. Watching
him taste his sweat mixed with mine is so alluring my climax quickly
approaches. He rocks his hip and pushes his cock against my g-spot.
Oh
God!
Waves
of pleasure washed over me as I clench him deep inside me. I clench him as if I
need to keep him stuck in me forever. He pounds into me a few more times then I
watched as his eyes roll back and he grunts, the muscles on his neck so
strained I can see thick veins bulging from it, he murmurs, “Ella” as he
collapses on top of me.
“You
okay?” his question breaks through my memory.
His
arm still tightly wrapped around me like a steel band as he glides his tongue
up my neck to my ear.
“Uh…yeah,
but I have to go.” I move to get out of the bed and his hold tightens.
“Where
are you going? You haven’t even kissed me good morning yet.”
He
turns me to face him, runs his hand down my cheek, then leans in and touches
his lips to mine. His hand slowly creeps down my back and cups my ass, pulling
me tightly against his cock. A moan escapes from deep in my throat and he
deepens the kiss. I’ve never been kissed this passionately. It feels like he
trying to pull my soul right out of me. Whatever this is that I’m feeling
between us is scaring the shit out of me.
“We
have to stop,” I whisper as he trails kisses down my neck.
“Why?”
He rolls his tongue over my nipple, reaches over and rolls the other one
between his fingers. A thrill runs through me as he sucks my nipple into his
mouth, gently nibbling on it.
“Umm”
I moan loudly. My back arch’s off the bed forcing him to take more of my breast
into his mouth. I can’t even remember why I wanted to stop anymore, “Feels so
good” I moan.
He
runs his hands up my thighs. Slowly traces one finger through my soaked folds
and whispers, “Open up, I need to taste you.”
I
spread my thighs as he settles between them. He rains kisses over my navel, his
lips warm and soft. Trails his tongue over my bare pussy lips then parts it
with his fingers and flicks his tongue over my clit. Shockwaves run through my
body and my legs begin to tremble as he plunges a finger into me. He runs his
tongue over both lips then latches on to my clit and sucks.
“Umm,
you taste so sweet, Ella.” He moans, adding a second finger. He hooks his fingers
finding my g-spot with little effort.
“On
My God!” My eyes roll back beneath their heavy lids, a tingle begins in my core
and he slowly licks me through my climax. I grab his unruly locks and mash his
face against me, desperate to get all the pleasure he can dispense. He licks
every last drop of cream from me eagerly. As I drift back down, I open my eyes
to find him kneeling between my spread thighs rolling a condom down his massive
cock. I’ve never been with a man so large, I’m amazed I survived the rough ride
he gave me last night but even though his girth makes me nervous I’m too far
gone to stop him.
He
leans over me, runs his tongue from my neck to my ear as he slowly feeds me his
cock.
“You’re
so tight and wet” he starts to suck on my bottom lip and begins a rhythm that
creates a slow burn inside me. I gaze into those intense emerald eyes and the
possessive glare he returns frightens me but I don’t care. I’ll give him
whatever he wants just as long as he continues to make me feel so good. His
slow methodical pace makes me delirious. I cling to his large shoulders,
desperately needing to hold on to this unbelievable reality.
“Come
for me” he demands.
“I
can’t” I’ve never been a multiple kind of girl, once is the most I’ve ever
hoped for.
“You’ll
do it for me. I want to feel you squeezing my cock when I come.” He shifts so
every time he enters me he rubs against my clit. He reaches between us and
rolls my nipple between his fingers. Three more thrust and I’m screaming my
release again in amazement of this man’s extraordinary skills. He follows after
me, sucking on my neck to smother his moans. The slight bucking of his body
proving he’s as affected by his climax as I am. We lay unmoving with him deep
inside me still semi-erect for several minutes before my mind begins to clear
from its haze. Thoughts of this man belonging to me threaten my sanity. This
situation is overwhelming me and I know I need to get out of here fast.
