Forever We Fall: Broken #4 (The Broken Series) (25 page)

Derek

Sitting around the coffee table, eating bowls of mac and cheese with Lee, Kyle and Hope, considering what had happened this morning, felt surprisingly normal. I wasn't sure if the Carter's were feeling the absence of Cam's presence, but I most certainly was.

Life…

Rachel had paid. Life in prison. I didn’t know what to feel. Happy? Empty? I didn’t know… But this was it, the start of our lives. We'd done it. We'd fucking nailed her ass to the cross and we could finally move forward.

There was some tension in the room, but mostly we were just enjoying one another's company. It had been a long time since any of us had done something normal.

"Let's go out," Kyle suggested as he stretched his legs out in front of himself and yawned. "I feel ancient and I'm too damn pretty to waste my youth lounging around eating comfort food." Shrugging he turned to Lee and said, "We've been married a month, princess. It's about time we did something fun."

"I don't know, Kyle," Lee said with a sigh. "I think I'll just stay here with Hope. You guys go."

"No," I moaned. "You have to come. This is a big day for us. We need to celebrate…" Shrugging my shoulders, I looked at Kyle. "What's the plan, dude?"

"We're going swimming," Kyle announced with a smirk.

"I don't have a bathing suit," Lee muttered.

Kyle's grinned. "We're definitely going swimming."

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Kyle

"Don't take her too far." Lee worried her lip with her teeth as she waded deeper into the hotel swimming pool. Her eyes were wild with maternal protectiveness. "I mean it, Kyle. I don't want her in the deep end."

"Hope, look at mommy, she's turning into a lion." I splashed Lee and moved deeper into the water. "Roar, baby, you know how I like it."

"You're a jerk," she growled as she slowed waded in deeper. "I mean it, Kyle," she spluttered as water lapped against her face. "Bring her back."

"Come and get us," I teased, thoroughly amused with Lee's protectiveness.

This was the first time we'd taken Hope to the swimming pool and I couldn’t think of a better day to start new things. Bitch troll got life and we were starting our new lives. Nothing would ever compare to the swell of satisfaction that had flooded me the moment I'd heard that word. Derek had cried. I'd just sat there, soaking in the word, digesting what it meant for us. We were free. Finally, after two fucking years of torture and agony, we were free to live our lives again without worry. It seemed too good to be true, but I wasn’t going to knock it. I'd waited a very long time for peace. Now that I had it, I had no intentions of letting it go…

Peace…

"Don't be a dick, Kyle," Derek growled, stirring me from my reverie, as he swam over to me and took Hope out of my arms. "It's obvious she can't swim," he hissed. "Look how frightened she is."

My head snapped in the direction of Lee and my heart fucking sank. Shit, her face bobbed in and out of the water.

Jesus…I dove into the water and swam as fast as I could with my heart in my mouth.

"Shh, baby. I got you," I whispered when I reached her, hoisting her out of the water and into my arms. Her arms locked around my neck as she scrambled to wrap her legs around my waist. "I'm so fucking sorry."

"D-don't you ev-ever do that to m-me again," she spluttered, coughing up water. The redness of her eyes almost stopped my heart from beating.

"You can't swim," I said quietly. "Why can’t you swim, baby?"

"How could I?" she cried, bursting into tears, and I knew that the only reason she wasn't walking away from me right now was her fear of the water.

"You know my life," she hissed. "You know what it was like for me before we met. I didn't have an education, or a driving license. I never celebrated Christmas or went trick or treating." She exhaled a ragged breath. "How could you possibly think I could swim? I have none of the skills everyone else takes for granted, Kyle. Life was hard for me…" Lee's voice cracked and she buried her face in the curve of my neck.

"I won't ever do it again," I promised, kissing her head, forcing the lump in my throat back down. "I won't. Jesus, I'm so sorry."

I waded slowly back to the shallow end and carried her up the steps. No fucking way was I letting her out of my arms.
I was lucky as hell that she was still in them.

"Hope," she sobbed.

"Shh, she's fine," I crooned. "Derek has her. She's safe with him."
Because Derek's not a fucking asshole like me…

I would never look at a pool again without the image of Lee's terrified eyes as her face slipped under the water burning in my brain.

My fault.

All my fucking fault.

Turning on my heel, I strode off in the direction of the dressing rooms, with Lee curled around my waist. "I can walk now," she whispered. "I'm not angry with you. I was just really scared."

"Not letting you go," I managed to say. I could barely form a sentence. Lee mightn't be angry, but I was furious with myself enough for the both of us.

When we reached the dressing room, I sank onto the wooden bench and locked my arms around her. "I could have drowned you," I confessed, disgusted with my fucking stupidity. "I could have killed you."

"It's okay," she whispered and suddenly she was the one comforting me.

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Lee

"Kyle, I'm fine. I'm alright, see?" I pulled on his chin, forcing him to look at me. "Not a scratch."

"You're not fine," he growled, clutching me tighter. "I almost drowned you. You should be furious with me."

I had to admit that I expected myself to be furious with Kyle. I certainly had been in the pool when he had taken my baby daughter deeper into that
death trap
. But now that I was safely back on solid ground and feeling incredibly stupid for going in so deep, I was thinking clearly.

"You can't swim," he muttered. "You can't fucking swim and I should have known that. You're my wife, I should know this stuff."

"Don't, Kyle," I chuckled, clasping his face with my hands. "Don't make a bigger deal out of this then there needs to be." Pressing a kiss to his lips, I pulled back and smiled. "This is our fresh start. Let's not go down the blame route again."

"You're okay, though?" he asked, his tone laced with concern. "You're not hurt?"

"I'm better than I've been in years," I told him honestly as I readjusted the strap of my bathing suit. I knew I probably looked ridiculous wearing shorts over my swim suit, but I wasn’t ready to show the whole world my scars.

"You're just so fragile," he said, his tone gruff. "I don’t want anything more happening to you. You're getting better. You don't need my stupid ass nearly drowning you and setting you back." He squeezed me tightly. "I've got plans for us. Plans that don’t involve you drowning in my swimming pool," he added with a small chuckle.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, feeling terribly guilty all of a sudden.

Kyle shook his head in surprise – or confusion, I couldn't be sure which, but I guessed both. "For what?" he asked.

I sighed wearily. "I know you've been hoping that I'll get pregnant." Shaking my head, I smiled down at him. "Drowning me won't break what's already broken in me, Kyle."

Climbing to his feet, he lifted me into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively. "It doesn't matter, Lee," he ground out through clenched teeth. "I just want you. I've only ever just wanted you."

I gaped at him. "But you said…"

"Forget what I said," he interrupted. Kissing my lips, he fisted my curls and pushed them behind my shoulders.

His lips touched my neck, sliding up towards my ear. "I love you," he whispered. "You've always been more than enough."

"We're free, Kyle," I whispered. "She's really gone – daddy too. We're finally safe."

"I know," he chuckled. "It's over, princess."

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Chapter Twenty-Two

Kyle

"I'm not their favorite person, princess," I muttered as I buckled my belt. "I'll let you decide if you want to invite them. Whatever you want is fine by me."

"Oh, okay," Lee said quietly. "Well, I kind of feel I should. They were so good to me when I was small – and they're probably feeling lonely with Cam's anniversary coming up."

I glanced down at Lee curled up in our bed, with a white sheet wrapped around her, and shivered. Every time that I saw her…Jesus, there weren't any words to describe the way she fucked with my internal system. She was the one.
She is the one...

Since Rachel's sentencing last month, Lee had been talking about inviting Cam's parents to Hope's birthday next week. I had no idea why she wanted to do this all of a sudden, but I was up for pretty much anything these days.
Anything that would keep her smiling and our good luck rolling in…

"Can we talk about this when I get home? I need to stop by the hotel." I walked over to where she was hovering and kissed the top of her head. The smell of strawberry shampoo flowed through my senses. My cock twitched. Fuck, I was going to have to work on that. It was pretty pathetic that I couldn't kiss my girl's head without getting hard. "I really need to go, baby."

"Do you have to?" she whispered. Climbing off our bed, Lee started unbuttoning my shirt, running her fingers over my chest. "You could call in sick?" She pinched my nipple hard causing me to grunt and lose my fucking inner train of thought.

"You know I have to," I muttered, fighting the urge to toss her sexy ass back down on our bed.
Fuck...
I watched through hooded eyes as Lee lowered herself to her knees. "I have a meeting in a half hour."

"Are you sure?" she husked, fluttering her goddamn eyelashes at me while she ran her hands up the back of my calves, moving higher until she had the cheeks of my ass in her hands. "You have the best ass, Kyle." Her cheeks were red, her lips parted. "Seriously," she purred. "It feels so tight in my hands..."

"You gotta stop now, princess," I groaned, not wanting her to stop one fucking bit. Jesus, I'd never heard Lee talk dirty before. My body was riled up, my mind slipping into animal mode. My restraint was faltering.

I knew I had somewhere important to be, but my brain had decided to stop functioning, which wasn't surprising since every ounce of blood in my body was rushing to my groin.

"You don't want me?" she teased as her hands slid around to my front, undoing my fly. She lowered the zipper on my slacks and I groaned in relief when she freed my dick, wrapping her small hand around my shaft.

"You know I do." My legs weakened when the tip her tongue swiped the tip of my now painfully hard erection. "Christ," I managed to hiss through clenched teeth when Lee closed her lips around my dick and pulled me deep into her mouth.

My hands dropped to her head, my fingers tangled in her hair as I rocked my pelvis gently into her fucking fantastic mouth. Her teeth grazed my shaft as she took me deeper.

Holy shit…

"Mmm." The little vibrating noises she made with her throat had my balls tightening like a vice. I closed my eyes and rocked my dick into her mouth a little faster.

Each thrust harder, rougher until the sound of her gagging had me close to blowing my load in her mouth. "Lee, baby, I'm gonna come," I warned her.

Clasping her face in my hands, I stroked her cheeks with my thumbs as I pushed her head away from me. "Baby, I'm gonna come in your mouth if you don't stop."

Her small fingers curled around my cock and pulled hard.
Sweet Jesus…
"I want you in my mouth," she growled. "You've had me, it's my turn."

Fuck me…

I hissed sharply, staggering forward from the force Lee used, as she dragged my dick back into the warmth of her mouth. Her tongue was everywhere, her hands… My vision blurred, every nerve in my groin was shot to shit as Lee took me to the back of her throat.  I hissed sharply when her teeth grazed roughly over the sensitive head. "Slow down, princess."

Pulling her lips back, she sucked on the head of my dick, purring in pure feminine triumph when the first flood of pre cum spilled from me onto her lips. Her tongue swiped out, licking my juices. Her eyes met mine and the sensual challenge was too much. "I want to make you come, Kyle," she taunted. "Hard."

I lost it.

The frail tether of control holding me back evaporated into thin air the moment those dirty words came out of my wife's mouth. "You want it rough?" I demanded, fucking her mouth, holding nothing back. "You want my cock in that sexy mouth, princess?"

Her moans increased, her tongue lapped over every inch of my erection, sucking, pulling me deeper. Her hands were all over me, one working the base of my dick, the other squeezing my balls. "You sure about this?"

She nodded furiously, taking me deeper.

Fisting her hair, I pulled her mouth off me, pulling on her hair enough to jerk her face upwards. "Tell me where to put it, baby," I growled, stroking my shaft, wanting inside every opening in her body.

I'd never seen anything so fucking perfect as Lee on her knees, with my dick in her face. "You wanted me. You have me. Where?" As aroused as Lee was, I knew she was too shy to say the words out loud.

Her face flamed, her eyes wild with desire. "Wherever you want."

I smiled.

Releasing her hair, I stepped back from her. Tearing my shirt off, I tossed it on the floor, and stepped out of my pants before continuing to palm myself. "Come here," I ordered. Lee's eyes widened as they roamed over my naked body. "Come here, Lee."

Climbing to her feet, she made her way over to me. Her silence was empowering. I was in control; she had given it over to me. The caveman inside me roared in triumph. "Strip. Now."

Her hands reached for the hem of her nightdress and she pulled it over her head without hesitation before sliding her panties down her hips, leaving them to pool at her feet. 

Fuck, she was a vision. Every inch of her body was mind-blowing... Her breasts bounced with every harsh breath she took. Her nipples were tight and puckered.

Reaching out with one hand, I trailed my fingers around the curve of her breast, down her spine until I reached the globe of her ass. Squeezing her ass, I dragged her towards me before ducking my head and capturing her lips with mine. The love I felt from her touch was almost my undoing as her hands cradled the back of my head with a tenderness I had never felt from anyone but Lee.

My tongue controlled our kiss, the size of my body dominated hers – every inch and muscle stronger than her soft curves – yet she held the trump card, because she held my heart in those small frail hands of hers.

Breaking our kiss, I dropped my lips to her neck and let my hands roam over her skin.

"You want me here, princess?" I asked, grazing my thumb across her lips. "Or is it here you want me?" I slid my hand between her legs to play with her wet folds. She whimpered – the sexiest fucking female sound I'd ever heard.

Sliding my hand around her hip, I slid my finger into the crevice of her ass. "Or here?" I whispered.

Her body stilled and I chuckled. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, princess." I pulled back and gestured at my own body. "You own mine," I told her before grabbing her hips. "And I sure as hell own yours."

Moving her over to the window, I hoisted her onto the sill before dropping to my knees.

"Kyle," Lee moaned as I spread her legs apart and pulled her clit into my mouth, sucking hard as I teased her with the steady rhythm of my tongue, adding pressure, quickening my speed when she cried out and tugged on my hair. The sweet taste of her fucking thrilled me. I couldn't get enough. I could lick this woman for the rest of my life and still crave her taste.

Slipping one finger inside her drenched pussy, I crooked my finger until I found my destination.

Lee screamed and I stroked her quicker, sucked tighter, and pressed harder until the taste of her orgasm filled my mouth. "Taste so fucking good, baby," I crooned as I ran my tongue over her slick slit. "I need in. Right now."

I was going to explode if I didn't get inside this woman. Lee moaned in pleasure, her body jerking as she came down from her high. The lazy satisfied smile on her face clawed through me, driving me insane with need.

"I wanna be buried inside you." I climbed to my feet and with one hard thrust I was inside her. The only place I ever wanted to be.

She took me to the hilt, spreading her thighs wide enough for my hips to nestle against her pussy, grinding on her swollen clit as I pounded her without mercy.

She rested her back against the newly replaced glass panel of the window, and closed her eyes as she sank her teeth into her lower lip.
Jesus, I couldn’t cope.
I gripped her hips tightly as I fucked her furiously.

The more I pushed the more she sucked me deeper, swallowing my cock inside her tight heat. I seemed to slide deeper with every thrust. Nothing had ever felt like this. She was made for me. Our bodies were in sync with each other's, molding together, every piece of her fit me…took me.

"Hold on," I panted, wrapping an arm around her lower back, as I staggered on shaken legs to the bed, my dick still buried inside her.

Sitting down at the foot of the bed, I leaned my forehead against hers, kissing her nose. "Ride me."

Her movements were small and quick as she grinded back and forth, my cock filling her. Yeah, Lee was a grinder... "I love you," she swore as she rubbed her hot little pussy all over me. "I…oh god…you're so deep."

"That's it, baby. Make it feel real good," I murmured, trying to hold the hell on and not come. I loved the way she moved. The roll of her hips as she pressed down on her clit gaining the pressure she needed.

Her pace quickened, her tits bounced in a blur in front of my face, and my thighs trembled violently. Her moans grew louder as she clenched me, squeezing me, demanding my orgasm. "Kyle," I heard her cry, and I couldn't hold back.

I started to come, spilling into her as she milked me until my bones felt like jelly and my brain clouded over.

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