Broken #3 (The Broken Series - Book #3) (12 page)

“Natalie, I miss you.”

Oh, fuck.

“Oh, are things not working out
with Lisa?”

“Lisa and I are fine. But things
are confusing. There are times I wonder if I made the right decision,
especially since I still miss you after all this time.”

“You
sonofabitch
.”

“Natalie, since when do you talk
like that?”

I snorted. “Since you and my best
friend fucked me over. How dare you tell me you miss me. I was ready and
willing to spend my entire life with you. And all the while you were sleeping
with someone else, behind my back. It just makes me sick. Why are you calling
me? What the hell do you want?”

“I told you, Natalie, I just
wanted to see if you were okay. We never talked after the incident; you were so
upset. I felt terrible, and I regret all the pain I must have caused you.”

“The incident?
You had my best friend bent over
our couch. The same couch we used to sit and watch movies on. You made love to
me on that same couch, and you tainted it with her. Yeah, that was some
incident.”

“Can you meet me some time to
talk?”

I hung up. I hung up before he
could say another word. I did not want to hear
sorry
; I did not want feelings for him to come through again. I
didn't want to believe he was sorry, or that he missed me. God, he missed me.
What did that mean? Was he unhappy with Lisa now? Did he wish he was still with
me? Man, I did not need thoughts like that traipsing through my brain; they
were stupid. But I couldn't help wonder where I would be at that moment had we
never broken up. Had he chosen me over Lisa, and ended things with her before I
found out. Would we still be together? Would we have been happy? Would he have
stayed loyal from that moment on?

I would never know, and now here
he was, calling again and telling me he missed me, and there was a part of me
that liked the fact that he missed me. That part was dangerous; I should not
want him to miss me. But there was a small amount of satisfaction in the fact
that I left him, and now he missed me. Did that mean he wanted me back? Was
that why he wanted to get together―to ask me if we could try again?

I wiped away the tears from my
eyes, and headed out of my bedroom. I needed to get out of the house. I would
not be making tea and working on my story. I was getting out and getting drunk.
Julie was in the kitchen when I marched in and opened the fridge. I grabbed a
beer and cracked the top, taking a long pull on it.

“
Uhhh
,
is everything okay? I thought you were staying in tonight, and working on
schoolwork.”

I turned toward her and set my
beer down on the table. “Tom called, and I answered the phone.”

“Oh shit. What did he want?”

“He was checking in. He told me
he missed me.”

“What a bastard! How dare he even
call you? He has no right.”

“It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm getting
the hell out of here, and I'm getting wasted.”

“Oh, Natalie, I think that's a
mistake. You can't let him get to you all over again. You have come too far.”

“I need to get out of this
apartment, and I want to have fun. I don't want to think about Tom.”

“Natalie, just stay here, and
we'll talk about it. You'll feel better once you have a chance to talk about
it.”

“I don't want to talk about it.
I'm sick of it.”

“I think you're making a
mistake.”

“Julie, I'm fine.” I finished my
beer in a couple of gulps. I headed to my bedroom to put on something a little
more appropriate for the bar. Julie followed me into my bedroom, and watched as
I got changed.

“You're really going?”

“Yes.”

“Fine, I'm going with you.”

We walked into the club, and head
straight for the bar. We sidled up in our usual spots and ordered a round of
drinks. It had been a little while since the two of us had done this, but I
needed to forget―that was the most important thing at that point.

As I stirred my drink, I turned
in my seat, only to be faced with Jet on the dance floor. He looked a little
beat up, and I wondered if he had a fight that night. Just then, I realized who
the girl was that he was dancing with. It was the female MMA fighter, Katie,
was it? They were dancing really close, and she often put her hand on his
shoulder as she moved in close to him. I could tell by her movements and body
language that she was really into Jet. She probably had been trying to make a
play for him all along. Jealousy coursed red hot through me. I had no reason to
be jealous or to have a problem with anyone that Jet spent time with. After
all, I had told him numerous times that he and I were just friends. It didn't
seem to matter, though, because the sight of them made me want to scream.

“Oh my God, what the hell is
that?” Julie gasped. I didn't have to look at her to see what she was talking
about. I knew she was looking at the exact same thing I was.

“Ugh, Natalie, I told you we
shouldn't have come out. Please tell me you're not going to snap and kill
everyone in here.”

I laughed and turned back around.
“It's okay, I couldn’t care less.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet. I'll be right
back. I'm having a little chat with Jet.”

“Julie, don't.”

“I'll be right back. Don't get
drunk without me.”

I looked into my drink and picked
it up to take a sip. There was a tap on my shoulder, and I set the glass back
down. I turned to find Jet there, and he was smiling.

“What do you want, Jet?”

“Sunshine personified as always,
aren't you?” he said while laughing. “I came to see if you were alright.
Actually you know, it's kind of funny, because when I first got here, I looked
around hoping you would be here, and you ended up here after all.”

“Oh, well, isn't it just your
lucky night?” I said sarcastically.

“Maybe it is.”

I rolled my eyes. “Why don't you
go back to your girlfriend? I'm sure she misses you.” I looked over his
shoulder, and saw Katie amongst their friends, pacing like a puma ready to
strike. Julie had mysteriously disappeared.

“I'm not here for Katie. I told
you that there is nothing between Katie and me. I'm here for you. That's where
I want to be.”

Great, Julie had clearly gone
over and told Jet about my ex calling. Had she left after doing it too? I could
just kill that girl sometimes. I went to pick up my drink, and he pushed it
away. Confused, I looked at him. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me
in close, kissing me hard on the lips. His lips burned against mine, and it was
the first time we had ever kissed without me being intoxicated. He tasted like
beer, and the heat radiating off him took me in. I wanted to be close to him,
but my mind was screaming no. I pushed him away from me, and as I did, I looked
him right in the eyes. I paused as I continued looking at him, and saw more in
his gaze than I had ever noticed before. In seconds my mouth was on his again,
and the heat took me over again as his tongue found its way into my mouth. I
suddenly lost all sense of reason.

Chapter Twelve

Jet

We ended up back at my apartment;
we had left the club immediately. I was determined to have Natalie in my bed,
sober this time. When we entered the apartment, I was grateful to see that we
were alone. Kyle had not come home yet. The moment our lips touched, my mind
exploded. It was like the Fourth of July all around us, and we were amidst a
fireworks display. I had been longing for her for so long. She made my body
hum, and for the first time, my mind was opening up to some incredible
feelings.

I held Natalie tightly against
me, and nuzzled into the skin of her neck. My body was alive against hers, and
I ached the closer we got. A moan escaped her, and it was the greatest sound in
the world. She had driven me mad with lust, and I was so thrilled to have her
alone with me, finally. I kissed her deeply, which caused her to respond with
fire in her eyes. I released her lips, and looked into her eyes.
Her gaze hot and powerful.
I gazed at her possessively, as
if I had owned her my entire life.

“Tonight, my beautiful Natalie,
you are me.” All I could see in her eyes was desire. I was becoming lost in
those beautiful eyes, and I did not want to deny her anything. Natalie nodded
in agreement.

“I want you so badly, Natalie.
How do you like it?”

“Anyway that you like it.”

I kissed her mouth deeply,
feeling myself growing rock hard.

I cupped her jaw and put my lips
to hers with a softness that I didn't even know I was capable of. Natalie
moaned, and parted her lips slightly as she pushed her body against mine. I
wanted to put my hands all over her body. In fact, I needed to put my hands on
her body. Natalie's hands were trembling when she grabbed my face and kissed me
harder, causing me to ache.

I kissed her slowly and deeply,
and I felt like I was losing control of myself. Kissing Natalie was addictive.
I took complete control of her mouth, and tasted every inch of it. Sucking,
nipping, tasting―I can tell by the look on her face that she was losing
the ability to concentrate.

I was consumed by lust, and I
desired to touch her everywhere. Her lips looked red and swollen from my
kisses. I kissed her all the way to my bedroom, and then I picked her up and
carried her to the bed, slamming the door behind me. I lay her down on the bed
and just admired her for a moment. I was dying from my need for her. She sat up
quickly, and started undoing my pants as I stood before her. I was surprised by
her forwardness, but I liked it.

She pulled the zipper of my jeans
down and slid my pants off. She did the same to my underwear. My cock stood
hard before her, and she took it in her mouth, causing me to intake air
suddenly. She sucked me slowly, taking all of my cock into her mouth. She was
making me feel dizzy, and my legs were growing weak. I pulled my cock out of
her mouth even though I loved the sight of it. She quickly pulled off the shirt
that she was wearing, and pulled off her jeans, and her panties with them. I
gasped in surprise, a grin forming on my face as I looked at her breasts rise
and fall before me.

I bent down to her and found her
mouth once again. A moan escaped her when my mouth consumed her. My kisses
travelled down her neck, and back up to her mouth. My hands were in her hair,
holding her in place while I kissed her.

My hands were on her breasts and
I cupped one of them, bringing it to my mouth to suck. My tongue twirled around
her nipple, making it harden instantly. The ache in my body throbbed harder as
I tasted her. I sucked her and teased her, hearing the cries of passion come
from her lips.

I put my hand between Natalie's
legs and cupped her. I rubbed her with
the heal
of my
palm, slowly rubbing my finger alone the moist folds of her opening. She was
shaking underneath me and it just turned me on even more.

I stopped kissing her as I
watched my hand make magic on her body. A smile formed on my face as she shook
under me. Natalie was becoming wet as I rubbed my fingers through her wetness.

“Tell me that this is for me.”

She nodded gasping. “It's for
you, baby.”

Natalie wrapped her legs around me
and my cock grazed her opening. I pinned her wrists above her head, locking
them tightly in one hand. My fingers entered her and she gasped.

“Do you want me inside you?”

“Yes,” I breathed out.

She was a beautiful woman, so
much more in that moment than at any other time I had seen her. She looked at
me longingly and I knew I had never seen a more beautiful woman in all my life.

“Please Jet, I need you.”

The next thing I knew, I was
inside her. I filled her up slowly, carefully drawing out the pleasure excruciatingly
slow. I worried that I would break her if I went too fast. I was so snugly
inside her. A moan escaped her as I filled her completely with my size. Her
pussy felt so incredible that I didn't want to be anywhere else. I grabbed her
breasts and cupped them gently as I bent down to claim her mouth once again.

I rocked inside her gently as I
walked a fine line between delirium and sanity. I sucked on her nipples as I
could feel her clench around my cock, her orgasm building up inside her. She
shuddered as she moved her hips against mine. Her eyes were rolling in the back
of her head as waves of pleasure marked her face. She exploded around me and
her whole body shook. I followed quickly after, unable to hold back. Natalie
clutched my hard body as she continued to orgasm. She licked my chest and bit
into my shoulder. I growled in satisfaction as I continued to rock inside her
even though our orgasms had stopped.

Natalie relaxed, and attempted to
catch her breath.

I grabbed her beautiful ass, and
I was still hard inside of her. I began rocking inside her again, faster that
time, as I took her for the second time. Natalie gasped as I plunged in hard
and fast, and her gasps turned to moans as my body prepared for another
earth-shattering orgasm. I came again with her, and my body was literally
humming afterward. I had claimed her as my own, taking what I had wanted for so
long. Her body was mine, and I hoped she didn't want it any other way.