Beautifully Broken (13 page)

“Thank
god you choose me.”

Liam

The
moment I saw her I thought my heart came up my throat to choke me. She gazed at
me with eyes just like mine. Her appearance hasn’t changed much in the ten
years since I saw her last. The pounding in my heart is drumming in my ear. I
need to get out of here fast. Lucas steps in behind her and I can feel Ella
trying to break free from me. I won’t allow her to. I’m too afraid if I let her
go she’ll run to him.

“Let’s
go” I inadvertently growl in her ear. She stiffens and resist as I half drag
her past Anna. Lucas’ arm latches on to her and rage boils in my gut. He wants
to take her from me the way him and his dad took my mother.

“Get
your fucking hands off my girl.” I approach him ready for battle.

“Your
girl?” his puzzled gaze flicks between me and Ella. The dick actually believed
he still had her. I made her mine weeks ago and there’s no going back. She may
be ensnared in her twisted friendship with Lucas but her heart is wrapped in
what we share.

“Lucas,
can you give me a minute please.” She’s trying to calm us down. Backing us into
separate corners. Outside the restaurant she twists her hands together anxiously.

“Can
you give me a minute to talk to Lucas?” she wants me to give her time to suck
up to him. He’ll probably make her feel like shit and then she’ll be groveling
at his feet for his forgiveness.

“Fuck
no. We're leaving now. I don’t want you having anything to do with those two.” 
I need to get as far away from that woman as possible. I saw a flash of
something soft in her eyes that I don’t need to uncover. If she’s looking for
absolution it’s far too late.

She
steps into my space rubbing her hands up and down my arm. Her soothing hands
calming something deep within me. “Please Liam; you already knew yesterday that
I would choose you. Just let me have a minute with him.”

Her
confession that she’s already chosen me breaks my determination to not let her
talk to Lucas. I hope I’m not making a mistake; Lucas will do anything to keep Ella
with him. A growl rubbles deep in my chest. My hands closing around the smooth
skin of her face as I compel her to look into my eyes and hopes she sees how
much she means to me.

“I
can’t lose you. If you don’t come out in five minutes I will drag you out. I
won’t lose you to him.” I run my lips over her lips and face needing the
comfort it brings me.

“You’ll
never lose me.” she says rubbing her hands over mine to release my grip. As she
enters the door my stomach is in knots. I finally comprehend the emotions that
raged through my father that day many years ago.

As
if conjured up out of my memories, Anna steps out traipsing cautiously towards
me. My body goes rigid and my mind tells me to walk away but I can’t get my
legs to cooperate. She pauses in front of me an uneasy smile playing at her
lips.

“Lee”
She murmurs her nickname for me. My insides quake at the sudden warmth that
flows through me. My imbecilic mind recollecting the comfort that came with
that name. She reaches out to touch my face and I wince as if burned by the
deception she holds in the palm of her hand.

She
retracts her hand, sadness flooding her eyes as she lowers her eyes towards the
ground. My indignant heart clinging to her sorrow as a balm for its scar's.

“Will
you give me a chance to explain.” She utters in a small voice. I open my mouth
to refuse but the words are stuck I my throat. In my heart I scream at her,
curse her but my mind won’t permit my mouth to relay the message.

 Lucas
burst out of the door behind us stalking down the sidewalk in a complete rage.
Anna stares at his retreating back then back at me. Then she does exactly what
I expect her to do. She chooses him, running down the sidewalk after Lucas
leaving me behind.

I
race into the restaurant finding Ella distraught, scrunched down into a corner
her eyes hazy and unfocused. I scoop her into my arms, relieved when she
relaxes against me releasing a breath.

Once
Ella falls asleep I lay awake for hours. Restless. Confused. Seeing my mother
again weighing heavy on my heart, the sadness that flashed in her bright green
eyes replaying in my mind. I get out of bed hating that my mother can still affect
me this much after so much time. I glance back at Ella splayed on my white
sheets like a raven haired angel. The emotions that ripple through me just
gazing at her still surprise me.

I
knew the very first night there was something different about this women. I
fought against those feelings thinking I could keep her a little neat box
marked ‘for pleasure only’. Unfortunately she burst out of that box with little
effort. In this short time she’s become my all. If history was to repeat itself
I would never survive such a lost. My heart rate increases, the mere thought of
losing her so consuming.

I
leave the room and head for the bar, grab a bottle of
Auchentoshan
scotch, quickly downing a shot. The warm liquid flows down smoothly. I reflect
over the last few weeks almost regretting the lost of my cold lonely life.

Before my heart thawed out to Ella I would have laughed in
Anna’s pitiful face. But it seems Ella presence has thawed my heart for more
than just her. It was actually painful watching Anna run after Lucas. I return
to bed after another shot of the heated liquid, wrapping my senses in Ella’s
lingering scent and falling into a fitful slumber.

********

A warm hot glove wrapped around my cock jerks me awake. I lean
up on my elbows and catch a glimpse in the dark room of Ella’s dark hair
bombing over my shaft. Every nerve ending in my body tingles, sending goose bumps
across my skin. Every time this woman touches me the sensations are a hundred
times stronger than anyone else has ever evoked.

My breath quickens as she devours my girth with her swelteringly
moist mouth. She purposely grazes the tip with her teeth, smirking with her
mouthful when my right leg begins to tremble. Her arousal increasing with every
reaction she can obtain from my body.

I pant heavily and she wraps her hand around the base of my
cock, jerking it while sucking skillfully at the crown. I tangle my hand in her
hair pulling sharply. She protests as I wrench her off my enlarged shaft. I
hold her steady over me as I try to hold on to my last thread of control. A
drop of pre-cum dots at the tip of my cock and she flicks her tongue over it.

A sharp hiss escapes my lips, causing her to chuckle. “Just let
me finish.” She cocks an eyebrow at me. “I want to taste you deep in my
throat.”

I flip her onto the bed so fast she gasps in surprise. I lie her
down on her side in front of me, pleased that she already lost the shirt I gave
her I tweak her nipples between my fingers. Her back arches bringing her ass up
against my rock hard erection.

I pull her left leg back over my hip, sliding my hand down her
navel to flick her swollen clit with my finger. She sighs dropping her head
down on my arm lying over her pillow. I dip my finger into her moist middle
causing her legs to tremble. She’s hungry for me, her pussy clasping on to my
finger greedily. I swipe my wet finger over her swollen bud, spreading her cream
all over it.

“I’ll come deep inside your tight cunt.” I mutter into her ear.
I grasp the front of her thigh with one hand cocking it back and thrusting deep
into her from behind. Her body jolts in front of me as if shocked by
electricity. Her strangled gasp stuck in her throat. I continue to thrust,
watching her unravel in front of my eyes.

She plants her foot on my thigh spreading herself wider for me,
her hand holds on to my hand next to her thrashing head. I pull my body as
close to her as possible, nuzzling her neck, my strokes unrelenting. She’s
panting and moaning severely, her grip on my hand unyielding.

I rain kisses down her neck the pleasure from her tight sheath
so intense I need some sort of intimate contact with her. I grip her chin
letting my thumb caress her jaw as I pound into her, my hip rubbing against the
satin sheets. Her hand breaks away from mine moving to rub her clit. I watch
her massaging her clit with heavily weighted eyelids.

She so sexy, my mind goes into overload watching her brazen
display. I pinch nipple and she explodes instantly, so close she only needed
that small push. Her muscles spasm around my cock sending shooting stars behind
my eyelids, the urge to ravage her takes over me.

Withdrawing from her warm grip, I flip her onto her back while
she’s still moaning from her orgasm. I surge into her with barbaric force. Her
back arches, neck snaps back on the pillow. I watch her eyes roll behind her
head as my hips slam into her of their own accord.

The headboard bangs in unfluctuating succession against the
wall. The banging sounds simultaneous to her moans. Her death grip on the sheet
tightens as she screams my name, exploding on me once again. I grip her hips as
she writhes beneath me. My rhythm falters as my orgasm begins to overwhelm my
faculties.

She anchors herself by grasping onto my strained neck with her
right hand. Her left hand grips my ass urging me to surrender to her, my balls
tightening at her silent command. The adoration I read in her eyes as I look
down at her my undoing.  I pant like a feral beast as thick spurts of my semen
burst from my cock bathing her uterus with my seed.

She welcomes the onslaught of my tongue in her mouth as her
contracting pussy continues to milk me, my seed marking her, making her mine. I
rest my head on her shoulder as her fingers entangle in my hair, soothing me. I
pull her onto her side facing me, wrapped in my arms. We fall asleep entangled
with me still deep within her warmth.

I wake hours later to her pulling her hips away from me, releasing
my penis from the warm glove it had become accustomed too. She swings her legs
over the bed standing up then bending over to retrieve my shirt. The view of
her plump ass causing my morning wood to throb with need.

“Where are you going? Come back and give us a kiss,” doing my
best impression of a pout.

“Us?” she questions looking over her shoulder at me.

I grab my growing erection with one hand biting down on my lip,
trying to entice her back to bed. She shakes her head at my attempt to seduce
her. She throws the shirt over her head effectively cutting me off.

“We’ve already overslept,” she says crawling towards me.
“Besides I have a lot to do if I’m moving to Palm Beach in two days.” She
smiles at my huge grin. She drops a kiss on my nose and heads out the room.

I lay back with an arm over my eyes smiling at the ceiling. I
heave a sigh of relief, her words committing to leaving with me a huge relief.
Getting away from Chicago will be good for us; once she stops nurturing her
relationship with Lucas we’ll be able to grow as a couple.

I shower quickly and join her in the kitchen in a pair of gym
shorts. She’s already set up breakfast and coffee. She’s sitting at the kitchen
bar reading the paper in only my button up shirt, my shirt not doing much to conceal
her sexy body. Man I’m hard.

She bites down on her lip trying to keep from laughing at me
adjusting myself. “You’re like a horny adolescent boy.” She chuckles getting up
from the bar. The shirt is hanging off one shoulder, she left so many buttons open
on top I can see the tip of her nipple peaking through the opening. She follows
my heated gaze and adjusts the shirt as I stride over to her.

I grab her by the waist as she turns to run, my erection nudging
her in the back. I lean down to her ear, “You make me hornier than I ever was
as a boy. If I could fuck you all day long I’d do it.”

She leans her head back and wraps her arm around the back of my
head pushing it down to claim my lips. Her kiss is gentle as she coaxes my lips
open with her tongue. When her tongue tangles with mine a zap of electricity
runs through me, my hand creeps under her shirt to squeeze her breast. My other
hand delves into her wet flesh between her legs and she spins free darting
across the room.

My heavy erection weighs me down as my eyes stalk her across the
room. She throws a wicked smile my way; she tilts her head flipping her hair
over her shoulder. She wants it as bad as I do. She begins to un-button the
shirt revealing her creamy skin inch by inch. By the time I make it over to her
it’s hanging loosely over her shoulders.  I wrap my arm around the inside of
her shirt and pull her naked front against my bare chest.

“I really have a lot to do Liam,” she whimpers as I suck on her
neck.

“You should’ve thought about that before you flaunted that sexy
ass in front of me. Now turn around and bend over.”

She always follows my instructions so passionately.

She saunters out of the bedroom half an hour later in a tight
pair of shorts and a short sleeve blazer belted at her waist with a pair of
fuck-me red heels and I’m get hard again. I never thought it was humanly
possible to be constantly hard. She walks to the door waving at me.

“What no kiss?” I throw up my arms in question.

“If I come over there you’ll have me flat on my back in less
than a minute.” She says smiling at me as she closes the door.