Fractured (BBW Erotic Romance) (6 page)

“
Great,” I said. Lightning
illuminated up the night’s sky to an electric violet. I turned the
ignition again, but it wouldn’t budge. I looked up at Heath’s
window and the lights were still on.
Don’t you dare, Selena.
After what you did, he’d probably slam the door in your face.
The thunder crashed down causing me to jump in fright. Car alarms
went off around me. I couldn’t stay in this car.

I ran out of my car and sprinted up the
stairs to Heath’s door. I knocked on the door. With the thunder
roaring repeatedly and the rain came down so hard, I had to bang on
the door. He still didn’t answer. The wind picked up and sprayed
the rain onto the private entrance of his place. I banged on door
again only for Heath to open the door. He had no shirt on. I
knocked so hard I fell forward into his arms. My clothes drenched;
beads of precipitation ran down off my face onto the puddle of
water under my feet.

“
Help me,” I said. My eyes
begged of a hunger. I didn’t mean for him to help me stand up. I
needed him to help me mend my life. My bare soul stood before him.
His eyes drank in my pain.

He lifted me to my feet and assayed me up and
down; his face blank and his mouth slightly cracked open. I looked
back at him; my eyes emblazoned with helplessness. The thunder
struck louder. He led me inside with three fingers and shut the
door. Heath rammed my body against the wall. The wall clock fell to
the floor and splintered into a dozen pieces. His lips bore down on
mine and he coiled his tongue with mine.

His hands ravaged my body, gnawing at any
piece of garment to latch onto to take off of me. Heath’s fingers
grasped my shirt and lifted it above my head. The wetness chafed my
skin. He threw it on the floor and it made a wet plop. My
mountainous breasts, sodden from the rain, peeked at him through my
white tank. His eager lips explored every supple facet of my moist
face. His touch was needful and protective. I pouted my backside to
embrace his hands curving over it. Heath bit gently on my bottom
lip. I moaned from the sensation.

He bent down to grab me by my thighs, and
then hoisted me up against the wall. I marveled at his brute
strength. I wrapped my legs around him; my feet around his muscular
ass. My cheap sandals fell to the floor. Heath’s ravenous mouth
attacked my neck. I stayed pinned to the wall, held up by his
rippling torso. My wet hair sprawled out against his skin. As he
sucked my neck, my nails dug into his back, causing him to exhale a
deep bawl of ecstasy.

My lungs violently contracted from each kiss.
I struggled to breathe through my nose – the feeling felt too
amazing. I could felt his pulse intensify as my hands ran up and
down his spine. He made a low, jungle-like noise. His stomach
clenched. Suddenly, he carried me from the hallway to his room and
placed me on his bed. His sheets were velvety soft colored maroon.
Another bolt of lightning struck. I looked out of the window pane,
which was covered in droplets of rain – the sky turned hyacinth. My
gaze darted back to Heath’s – he was totally naked. His glorious
manhood sprouted at full, glistening attention. Pre-cum trickled
down from the head. It stared at me. Taunting me. Teasing me.
Inviting me.

I lurched forward, ready to embrace his shaft
with my savory mouth. “No, just lay back,” he said resisting me by
his arms. He grabbed my tank and tried to remove it from my chest.
My hands caught his and I rolled my tank back down. The room was
dark, but not dark enough. “What’s wrong?” he asked. His voice was
flushed with anticipation.

“
I-I just would rather keep
my top on,” I said. My voice dissolved to a mere
whisper.

He pushed his index finger onto my lips.
“Selena, you’re beautiful.” He slowly removed my tank from over my
head revealing the scars which adorned my stomach and breasts. I
looked back up at him pensively, waiting for his response. Waiting
for him to grab my tank and put it back on me. His eyes scanned
each scar cautiously. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.” I winced trying
hold back the tears, but the fight in me was weak. A tear forced
its way out of the side of my eye. He wrapped his arms and around
me and said, “You’re beautiful and don’t ever forget it. Ever.” His
tongue locked with mine as he eased my body back down on the bed.
His statuesque frame mounted my body and planted his moistened lips
around my nipple and suckled my tenderness. My other breast was
cradled by his large hand, his fingers flickering my nipple like a
light switch up and down. A smoldering, breathless moan escaped my
throat.

His kisses slowly made its way down my
stomach. His fingers traced each scar one by one. Then he placed
his warm lips on each of them. My throat tightened up from the
pleasure and the pain. The pain of having to look at my scarred
every single day after the accident. Each torrid kiss melted away
the pain. It was at this moment I gave into him, consumed by the
attraction which had built up between us over the last few days.
His look was bloodthirsty. And I looked back at him, matching his
expression ferociously, while sliding my shorts and panties down my
legs. He buried his fingers into my slit, it was doused with
wetness. Another moistened breath escaped by my mouth. This time
louder, more aggressive; the desire for him to push into me growing
by the moment.

Heath opened the dresser drawer behind him
and pulled out a condom. He rolled the latex down his shaft. I
grabbed his rock hard length and thrusted it inside of me. It
knocked the breath out of my lungs. I spread my thighs out wider
and his rod penetrated my flower even deeper. I wrapped my legs
around his back. My thighs were quivering. He impaled me with his
manhood at a slow, steady stroke, while rocked my hips back and
forth – matching each ebb and flow of his push. I clenched his ass
and pushed him into me further. I wanted to be plugged with every
inch.

He leaned in closer and whispered into my
ear, “I’ll never hurt you.” His teeth slightly bit my earlobe then
he painted damp kissed on my neck. It made me squirm. He took my
hands and intertwined my fingers with his. I locked my legs tighter
around his back and my fists took hold of his sheets.

Heath altered his slow pumping to a grinding,
pounding motion. Jagged moans from my lungs filled the room. It
drove Heath’s pace more rapid – his abs contracted – pummeling my
walls harder, angrier. He kissed me deeply before his frame lifted
up. He grabbed my ankles, pinned them to his muscular back as he
massaged both of my nipples with his hands.

By this time, his rhythm was rocking the
entire bed making it squeak loudly, well above the sounds of the
thunderstorm outside. His tanned skin rocketed into me like a
piston gone awry. From the shortness of my breath and the quiet
spasm of my thighs, he could tell my climax was near.

His brawny frame dripped sweat onto my body
with was sweating profusely. He gripped my massive breasts harder
as his hardness speared my pussy forcefully. My sticky channel
couldn’t hold back any longer. “Heath, I’m going to…” I barely
could choke the words out. Stifling missiles of primal energy
surged through my nerves. Heath swept me away to a zenith I’d never
known existed. I lay there, still convulsing; sheathed in
ecstasy.

“
Selena!” he cried. His
voice was raw and primitive. His shaft finally spilled his sticky
seed into the latex. Next time, I promised to myself, he would
spray his nectar inside of my pussy. Heath’s limp body collapsed on
to me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me intensely. I lie
there spent, stroking the top of his head. He lay on top of me the
rest of the night.

No words were said between us. None needed to
be said. Our short, sharp breaths blended with each others. We
stared at each other. I could see his past and he could see
mine.

The thunder and rain outside still wailed,
but it soothed me. I didn’t see the storm as disruptive - I saw it
as cleansing. The rain washed everything away to make room for the
sunrise. I prayed Heath was that rain – here to wash my pain
away.

Part Two Coming 3/15/14

Evelyn Rosado

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