Beautifully Broken (2 page)

“I
got to go” I push against his solid chest.

He
raises his head and looks at me confused and a little dazed. “Why do you keep
trying to leave?”

“Look
it was fun, let’s not pretend this is more than what it was; I don’t even know
your name.”

I
flinch as he rolls off swiftly disconnecting us.

 “Liam”
he says making his way across the room to what I assume is the bathroom to
remove the condom.

I
jump off the bed, rushing to gather my scattered clothes. By the time he comes
out the bathroom I’m fully dressed and searching for my shoes.

“Stay,
we’ll take a shower then I’ll take you out for breakfast.”

“I
can’t, I’m late for work.” I glance at the clock 7:35. I still have over an
hour to get to work but he didn’t need to know that.

“Stay”
he shrugs. “I’ll take care of your expenses. Just make yourself available when
I need you.”

My
eyes widen, “Are you crazy” I gasp.

“Baby,
after what just happened between us, you have to know I’m going to need to do
that again. Repeatedly.” The jerk expects me drop everything to fuck him when
he wants. He smirks at me, I mean the panty melting kind of smirk. Damn, I’m in
serious trouble if his smile is making me this weak. He reaches over to picks
up my purse, half contents falling to the floor.

“What
are you doing?” I scream rushing over to pick up the fallen items. He rummages
through my bag until he finds my work I.D., reading the information with a
self-satisfied smile.

“Give
me that back” I say, aggravated at his invasion of my privacy. Great, now he
knows where I work.

“Looks
like you work for me, Isabella Moss IT specialist.” The man looks like a Greek
god standing there totally naked with that devilish smirk on those sexy ass
lips.

Aaggh.
He’s so cockily annoying yet so heart stoppingly beautiful. His strong jaw with
that sexy little indent is driving me insane.

“What?”
I missed what he said, too busy staring at those strong thick thighs. Umm and
what hung in between them.

“I’m
your boss”

“No
you’re not” I stare at him puzzled by his statement. “I work for Lucas Fields.”

He
turns my I.D. over and points to the company logo.

Maddox-Fields
security LLC.

“Liam
Maddox” he says pointing to himself.

SHIT!
SHIT! SHIT!
I fucked Lucas’s partner.

“Oh
my God, what are you doing here? You’re based in Palm Spring. Five years with
the company, you’ve never made an appearance.”

“If
I knew I’d find you here I would have came out here years ago.”

Liam

I
stare down at the I.D. badge and shake my head. “Let Lucas know you won’t be in
today. Let’s go shower.” I extend a hand out to her. Isabella Moss, the
opportunity to get a little revenge on Lucas just fell into my lap.

She
steps back, a panicked look on her face, “No. He can’t know about this. We’ll
just pretend this never happened. Lucas and I are seeing each other and this
would crush him.” She shifts around nervously. This is working out even better
than I expected. I can have the girl and break Lucas if I play this right.

 “We’ve
been off and on for years. I know you two don’t really get along but just don’t
tell him. Please,” she begs me.

“So
you fuck that prick?” I ask, embarrassed at myself for caring.

“That’s
not your fucking business.” She said angrily.

“Considering
I was deep inside you ten minutes ago, it is my business. So, are you fucking
my partner?”

She
looks down and whispers, “Yes.”

My
heart tightens when she answers, a sick feeling growing in my gut. I don’t
understand what’s wrong with me but the thought of Lucas’ hands on her body was
enough to make me want to kill the man. Women don’t affect me this way, I
should just let her leave and free myself from this trap. I actually fell
asleep next to her last night, something I’ve never experienced with a woman. 
It actually felt great to have her sexy body wrapped around me all night. Her
head comes up and tears are forming into those caramel eyes.

“Why’d
you fuck me last night?” I ask, wondering where all this sorrow was when she
was screaming beneath me.

“I
had too much to drink. Lucas and I got into an argument earlier that day and I
wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“And
this morning?” I ask as I inch closer.

“You’re
right, I shouldn’t have let it happen again, but to be honest with you” she
sighs, fidgeting nervously.  “I feel something when I’m around you that I wish
I could resist. I’ve never felt anything like it before. The instant I saw you
walking to me last night, I knew I was going to do something stupid. Besides,
Lucas knows I’m not really good at commitment.”

I
reach over and stroke her face. She tilts her head further into my hand.

“Well
I don’t give a fuck what Lucas lets you do. When you’re with me, you’re mine
and I’m not sharing you. So make sure you get rid of him.”

I
run my hands down her neck and she shivers beneath my fingers as I pull the
straps of her dress over her shoulder and down her body. Her skin glows in the
sunlight, her breast even though quiet large are perky with dusty brown colored
nipples. A navel ring glistens on her taut stomach and I wonder what I have to
do to get her to get a couple more piercings. I’m going to push her past her
limits. She turns around and lets me lead her into the shower.

Isabella

            I
might have lost all common sense but as Liam runs his soapy fingers over my
nipples, making them even harder than I thought possible, I don’t care about
anything else. With one hand on the tile over my head he leans over and claims
my mouth. He kisses the same way he fucks me. His tongue thrusting in and out
of my mouth, taking complete possession of me.

“I
can’t get enough of you” he whispers against my mouth. “Wrap your legs around
my waist.” I comply without any hesitation, wrapping my arms around his neck. I
feel his cock poking at my entrance as he sucks on my neck. The anticipation is
too much, “Fuck me Liam” I beg.

He
puts a hand on each of my thighs, spreading me wide to fit him. When he plunges
into my wet heat my eyelids snap shut. The pleasure is so amazing. He fucks me
hard and quick. The showerhead sprays hot water over my bouncing breast, down
to my clit. The heat of the water over my most sensitive area and Liam pounding
into my pussy bring me over the edge quickly. Liam swallows my screams with a
deep kiss following me with his climax as my pussy continues to milk him.

My
legs glide down his hip and I grip his shoulders to steady myself. I lean
against the wall as he pulls out and steps out the shower handing me a towel.
As he walks away I realize he didn’t use a condom. Thank god I’m on the pill
but I’m definitely going to have to discuss this with him. From what I hear
from Lucas about Liam and judging from his incredible bedroom skills, we
defiantly need to talk health risks. I’ve never slept with anyone unprotected, not
even Lucas. He tried to get me to lose the condoms but I wouldn’t budge. Last
thing I need is to add a baby to this unstable relationship we share. I’m
pretty strict about condoms, so I’m internally kicking myself for this fuck-up.
I rush to the room, grab my dress and quickly dress before he joins me.

 I
gape as he strides out of his walk in closet totally naked, rubbing the towel
over his hair. A couple words come to mind. Greek God. Adonis. Michelangelo’s
David.

Wait
scratch that one David’s package has nothing on Liam’s. Even at ease it’s still
large enough to make all the men I’ve been with envious.

“I’ll
wait for you in the living room” I have a serious weakness for that man’s body
and I need to put some distance between us so I can think straight. The living
room in the penthouse-like apartment gives off amazing views of Chicago’s
skyline. The furniture was a bit impersonal, like something in a hotel but the
open kitchen off to the left is spectacular. The dark marble countertops on the
island have seating facing the stove and large rooftop patio. I pride myself on
my little remodeled kitchen in my condo but it had nothing on this kitchen. I
walk through the kitchen to the sliding glass doors that lead to a roof top
patio and step out. I notice were up pretty high and steer clear from the edge.
As long as I don’t look down I’ll be fine. I hear a buzzing in my purse and I
know before looking, it’s Lucas.

“Hey”
I answer nervously.

“Hey
I…um I was wondering if it would be alright to take you to breakfast. We can
talk about what happen yesterday.”

“Lucas
I can’t. I told you last night this wasn’t working out for me. Just give me a
little space and we’ll talk later. I don’t think I’ll be coming in today.”

“Oh”
he sighed. “Are you alright?”

“Don’t
worry about me I’m fine.” I end the call feeling like a dirty slut. How could I
sleep with the man’s worst enemy? He’s been my only family for years. My
lifeline. My safety net.

“Was
that Lucas?” Liam asks, startling me. My body jerks in his direction, he’s
leaning against the doorframe watching me intently. Just as dangerously sexy in
dark wash jeans that ride low on his hips, a plain dark grey t-shirt and black
boots. This man is going to be a huge distraction in my life.

“Yeah,
let’s go” I say as I walk past him back into the penthouse. I go straight to
the elevator press the button repeatedly, as if it will get here faster the more
I press the already lit button. I’m not even sure why am I letting him pressure
me to stay? I should leave before this situation gets any more complicated.

After
a totally silent ride down the elevator, Liam takes my hand and leads me
through MADD Pulse, the club we met in last night then through a door leading
to a restaurant kitchen. The staff greets him as we pass. He briefly greets
them then leads me through another door into MADD Steakhouse, a very popular
restaurant that Lucas and I usually avoid.

He
nods at the hostess and leads us to a booth in the back and slides in next to
me. I glance at him and ask, “Can you sit on the other side?”

“Why
would I want to do that?” From his shocked expression I can tell women don’t
usually push him away.

“We
need to talk and I can’t concentrate with you so close.” The corner of his lip
lifts slightly, enjoying the affect he has on me; he shakes his head as he gets
up and slides in across from me.

The
waiter silently approaches us and places an array of dishes on our table. There
are eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles, orange juice and fresh fruit. He
walks away with an “Enjoy your meal”.

“What?”
he ask when he sees my shocked expression. He begins piling food on his plate.

“We
didn’t even order”

“They
know what I like, and I like my privacy. I don’t need a waiter constantly
attending to me.”

“You
own this restaurant?” I ask.

He
nods his head nonchalantly.

“I’m
guessing that’s the reason Lucas refuses to come here.”

He
shrugs “Eat” he demands. He’s obviously as uncomfortable with the Lucas issue
as I am.

I
grab the bowl of fruit and nibble at a couple pieces.

“So
I think you should know I’m on the pill. That last time in the shower we didn’t
use anything.” I try to throw in casually.

He
shrugs again, “I take a test every three months, had one last week and I’m
clean if that’s why you’re so nervous.”

“I’m
not nervous; I haven’t been with anyone beside Lucas in a while and we're
always safe.” I say watching his face contort in disgust.

“Why
are you fucking with that prick anyway?” he snaps.

“Lucas
is my best friend, I’m not going to sit here and listen to some guy I just met
put him down.” I answer getting up from the table. He doesn’t make a move to
stop me. I know its better this way but I can’t stop myself from looking back
as I walk out the door. He continues eating, disinterested in my dramatic
departure.

********

As
I step into my condo I can smell fried bacon in the air. I’m not at all
surprised to see Lucas in my kitchen. Two places have already been set at my
island bar and Lucas is sitting with his back facing me, his forehead resting
on his steepled hands. Our crazy friend/lover relationship is wearing him down
as much as it does me. In college we were inseparable but I never allowed our
relationship get past that friendship line. Deep down I always knew Lucas was
not for me.

We
spent so much time together most of the guys on campus thought I was taken. I
even went so far as to let him sleep in my bed knowing his feelings for me were
much more than anything I felt for him. The rock hard erection rubbing against
my ass when he slept over left me no doubt about his attraction. He would wake
up in the mornings rubbing on my breast and grinding against me and I would pull
away. I never meant to lead him on but I enjoyed his friendship and clung to it.
Even if I were capable of loving him the way he wants me to I knew I would hurt
him.