Broken Justice (Justice Brothers) (34 page)

It was too delicious to draw away from him just yet though, so she stayed behind him, grinding against his backside while he held firm as her greedy fingers continued stroking through his clothes. He groaned and shook when she placed a very wet, open mouth kiss between his shoulder blades.

Time for round two
, she thought, kicking off her boots. When she slid slowly around his body leaving a trail of wet kisses along his shoulders and then finally across his chest, she stood before him, hands still moving seductively against his bared skin and looked deeply into his smoldering gaze.

The only thing she could do then was go for broke. She had to lay it all on the line if she wanted this giant of a man. Since he obviously couldn’t, she had to be the one to share what she was feeling. Hopefully, she could reach inside his walled-off emotions and find a way to release his heart.

“I missed you while you were gone, Cameron. Did you know? Could you feel me thinking about you?”

Sparkles of emotion lit up his green eyes telling Lacey she had hit the mark. He
had
been thinking about her, she was sure of it. Now if only he would say so.
C’mon big guy,
she chanted silently.
Be brave. Take a chance
.
You can trust me.
I’ll be here to catch you when you fall
.

He looked at her so pensively that she worried he would reject what she was offering. Biting her lip to stop it trembling, she silently prayed she was doing the right thing. It would kill her if he walked away again.

“You are a
lways
in my thoughts, Ponytail,” he murmured in a deep, throaty growl as he pushed a strand of her hair out of the way. His gentle touch tracing the shell of her ear got her senses cranking on all cylinders.

“I was a prick for not calling you. Believe me, I know that.” His lips quirked in a wry, half-smile that melted her wildly thumping heart.

Awwww
, she thought. He was being so brave and sweet. She knew just the right way to reward him for his honesty.

“Well, I’ll have to think about forgiving you,” she replied with an arched eyebrow and a look that she hoped suggested how peeved she’d been by his silence. “For now though, I think you need a reminder for the next time you think being all tough and brooding is the way to go with me.” The last few words she’d accented with a firm stroke against his huge bulge and a naughty squeeze for good measure.

Dropping down in front of him and tugging at the waistband of his briefs, she knew he’d been shocked when he reflexively tried to stop what she was about to do. Absolutely nothing was going to get in the way of what she wanted just then which was his twitching hardness, gripped by her hands. Against her tongue. In her mouth. The desire to explore him with all her senses had been haunting her dreams. This was her chance to let that desire run free.

Pushing the cotton down his massive thighs had ramped up the excitement. The sight of his rigid cock springing from its confinement made her giddy with need.
Did he know how magnificent he was?
A brief surge of jealousy for every woman who had ever seen him like this invaded her brain. Doubts, born from inexperience, battered her composure. She’d pictured him before with super models and beautiful women by the dozens. After all, he was too damn hot and gorgeous to be living like a monk. Surely, women lined up for a chance to experience his smoldering sexual prowess.

Well, be that as it may. He was a grown man in his thirties and hardly inexperienced. It was what was happening right here and now that mattered, not the ghosts of his sexual past. It was up to her to take what she wanted. Waiting for him to lose his reluctance and let honest feelings anywhere near his broken heart wasn’t going to get them anywhere. Men, apparently, did not excel in the realm of emotions. He’d more than proven that with the foot-dragging and running away.

She liked what she saw once the briefs were a memory. He looked like one of those statues depicting male perfection. The heavy-lidded expression on his face and the way his nostrils flared with each of her caresses gave Lacey the boost of confidence she needed to continue her innocent exploration of his flesh.

From her position on her knees at his feet, she sat back and drank him in without embarrassment. Frankly, she was content to simply stare at how beautiful he was forever. Seeing him in all his naked glory made a flood of desire drench her already damp panties. His cock was huge. She studied the size and shape of it and marveled that something so big had been inside her. Feeling her sex clench at the memory of the way he’d pounded into her brought a small smile to her lips.

Reaching out with tentative fingers, Lacey explored his hardness, gasping slightly when it throbbed at her touch. She’d never considered the male penis all that much before now. Sure, she knew basic anatomy but
this
was something else entirely. Knowing his sex had swelled with desire for her was a heady realization. He was hard because of her. The thought made her shiver with satisfaction.

Both hands were on him now, running gentle caresses along his impressive length. Not sure what to do, she looked up into his face as she cradled his balls in one hand and gripped his staff with the other.

“Show me,” was all she said. He knew what she was asking because he moved her hands away and proceeded to give her a bird’s eye view of him stroking from root to tip while he cupped his balls. She watched fascinated, her breath hitching every now and then, while he showed her how to handle him.

What a glorious instrument the male cock was with skin much softer than she imagined, stretched taut by desire. She really couldn’t help the involuntary way she licked her lips while she sat there transfixed by what was before her eyes. As if the turgid length of him wasn’t enough to scorch her panties off, the plump, bulbous head held a definite fascination for her. Remembering how it felt to have that fat knob push her lips wide as it sought entrance to her body, made her moan out loud.

His knowing gaze told her he was remembering what it felt like too. When a glob of clear fluid leaked from the tip, Lacey gathered it with her finger and brought it to her mouth. He tasted, well…. he tasted yummy. After inserting the finger into her mouth, she was rewarded with a look so hot and scorching, from where he loomed high above her, that she winced from the intensity he was showing.

Now it was her turn to be the one stroking his cock. She wanted to turn him on, yes. But she wanted to answer her own desires as well. It was a tiny bit shocking to realize how much she wanted to lick him with her tongue, take him into her mouth. Considering the size of him she wondered just how much she’d be able to take. It was time to find out.

Rising up onto her knees, she reached out and swept his hands aside so she could replace his touch with her own. He was so tall that being on her knees brought his cock and balls within easy reach of her mouth. Holding him with both hands, she aimed him at her lips while dipping down swiftly to leave a wet, sucking kiss on the fleshy tip that emerged from her grasp.

Cameron groaned like a man in agony while readjusting the stance of his trembling legs. Drawing away from his tense, sexually charged body, Lacey employed one of the oldest coquettish ploys known to women the world over when she gazed up at him through lowered eyes, head slightly tilted. The primal man inside would recognize her actions as flirtatious and submissive. It was seduction with modesty.

Using her hands to mimic the strokes he’d shown her, it was easy to fall into a heart-pounding trance as she watched his flesh slide through her fingers. He was harder and wider than she imagined and the skin she touched felt hot and flushed. When his hand reached out to cover hers, she gasped when he showed her just how tight she could grip him.
No need to be gentle apparently!

Before long she had explored him enough with eyes and hands. Feeding the pulsing in her core, she let loose the hungry need to take him into her mouth. This is what she’d been fantasizing about.
Was she supposed to feel this needy for his taste?
She didn’t know.

Lifting his cock with her hand to expose the underside, Lacey flattened her tongue against the vein she found throbbing and licked her way along his length. When she arrived at the head she swirled her tongue around the ridged flesh and once again, kissed him gently right on the tip. His dick quivered and she smiled.

Cupping the twin spheres below, she angled his hard-on to make it easy for her to slide her open mouth down his shaft in slow, sucking waves that found her taking more of him than she first thought possible. She liked the way he felt sliding along her tongue. Even liked the slight gag that let her know he was deep in her throat.

It was thrilling when she felt his hands slide into her hair and grip the back of her head. In the darkened room lit by the flames glowing in the big fireplace, their shadows blended as one each time her mouth sank on his staff. She was moaning, saliva spilling from her mouth as she tongued his swollen flesh and sucked him with greedy delight. She loved his big hands holding her tight as his hips tensed and bucked from what she was making him feel.

It wasn’t enough.
He was holding back, she could feel it. God, but she wanted him wild and out-of-control. The way he had made her each time they’d been together. Realizing he was probably only indulging her needs rather than addressing his own, she doubled down with a ferocious onslaught of sucking and licking intended to bring him to his knees.

He was growling at her, low and serious. He didn’t want to come in her mouth but she had no intention of letting him play the gentleman. No, she wanted to know what it would feel like when he lost his reserve and let her have all of him. Every inch. Every drop. Every spasm.

Plunging her head up and down she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth until she was desperate to taste that last part of him. He gave up trying to pull her away from his straining cock. The way it throbbed and twitched against her tongue made Lacey whimper as he fucked her mouth while he swelled even larger. Grabbing his ass she submitted to the pressure of his hands and the thrusting of his hips.

An explosion of raw heat detonated in her pussy at the same time his hips bucked involuntarily. Cameron threw his head back letting go a throaty growl while his cock jerked uncontrollably against her tongue as he came in rapid spurts of heated liquid. It was like nothing she could have ever imagined. The heat, his helpless response, her wildly sucking mouth. It was all so hot. She worked on his glorious cock until the last drop had been squeezed from him. He tasted wild and musky. She loved it.

When it was over, she let his softening sex slide from her mouth and sat back to study her handiwork. The sight of her saliva mixed with his come glistening on his flesh hit her like a sledgehammer. His hand was still tangled in her hair when she leaned forward one last time and sweetly kissed his beautiful, beautiful cock. She wasn’t sure what she looked like but assumed her lips would be swollen and her hair a mess with the moist traces from what she’d just done showing around her mouth like a badge of honor.

He picked her up, guiding her with the hand still clutched against her head. She rose up and found herself crushed against his much larger frame as he grabbed a handful of her ass and hauled her tight against him. He looked at her for a long moment then crashed his mouth down on hers.
Yes!
her heart cried as he devoured the response that leapt from her soul.

Flinging her arms around his neck she lifted her body against his, rubbing her aching breasts against the soft hair on his solid chest. His kiss was rough and insistent. She went wherever he led, gave when he demanded more, and opened to him as completely as she could.

Somewhere in the midst of that incendiary kiss she must have lost herself so completely that it hadn’t registered when he’d swept her into his arms and moved them into his bedroom. It wasn’t until she heard the door slam and felt herself flying through the air that she came to her senses. She was sprawled rather ungracefully on a huge wood bed large enough for an entire family. He yanked the bedspread from under her ass tossing it to the floor at the foot of the bed.

Trying to right herself into some sort of position that didn’t resemble a quivering mess she was stopped by his grasp on her hips. Pulling her forward to the edge of the bed, he tugged her panties off and spread her thighs before she had time to process what he was doing. In that position she was completely exposed to his gaze. All she could do was slump back onto the cushioned mattress and tremble while his eyes devoured her the way she had him.

Lacey knew he could easily see how excited she had gotten from sucking him off just moments earlier. She was wet and aching for his possession. Mimicking the way she had tasted his fluid he ran a single finger up and down her slit, unfurling her pussy lips and coating his finger with her excitement. When he licked the creamy fluid from his finger she undulated her hips and moaned. He didn’t miss the message in her rolling hips because he suddenly thrust his middle finger deep inside her and wiggled it around.