Broken #5 (The Broken Series - Book #5)

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BROKEN
#4

Book
4

By
Claire Adams

 

This
book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are
products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not
to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual
events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

 

Copyright
© 2014 Claire Adams

 
 

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Chapter One

Natalie

 

I woke up feeling gloriously
satiated. My night of lovemaking with Jet was more than I could have ever asked
for. It was sexy, passionate, and made me ache for more. Jet was the kind of
guy that worried more about my pleasure than he did his own. He focused on
trying to please me and make me cum before he would consider worrying about his
own pleasure.

Every time I thought about the
night before, a smile crept across my face. It had been so wonderfully
intoxicating. How would I ever get enough of Jet? Did I have to, or could we
not just hump like rabbits every hour of the day? I giggled at the thought, and
rolled over to where he was sleeping. He was lying with his back to me and I
curled up against him. He groaned as I spooned him from behind. I wrapped my
arm around the front of him, and he took my hand from the other side. His body
was warm against me, and I felt safe, even though it was me with my arms around
him, and not the other way around. He held my hand tight as if he couldn't bear
it if I pulled away from him at that moment.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning,” I said against
his shoulder in a whisper. I kissed his shoulder and squeezed him tight. He
released me, and rolled over toward me. He pulled me to him by grasping the
back of my neck. He kissed me fully on the mouth, even though he had yet to
open his eyes. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked on it.

He opened his eyes finally, and
smiled at me. “God, what time is it? You get up way too early, baby. We need to
go back to sleep.”

“Do we have to?”

“I think so. I'm beat.”

I leaned in and kissed his mouth.
I loved the taste of him, every inch of him. His face was addicting, and I
needed to kiss him.

“No, no,” I whispered. “We can't
go back to sleep.”

He laughed. “Baby, please.”

“How about I make you a deal? You
give me what I want, and I will give you want you want.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What do
you have in mind?”

“I want you again. If you give me
what I want, then I will let you go to sleep again.”

“Oh really?”

I giggled.
“Yes,
really.”

He pulled me to him once again.
“Well, I guess I'm going to have to give you what you want then.”

He smiled and kissed me deeply. I
was wearing panties and a T-shirt from the night before, and he lifted my shirt
to feel my breasts. I moaned at his touch. He then put his fingers against my
panties and rubbed me. I moaned eagerly; I could not wait to have him inside me
once again. He continued to rub me harder, which caused me to get really
excited.

“You make me so horny, Jet.”


Mmm
.”

“Please ...” I moaned. I wanted
him so badly. I had an ache between my legs that needed to be extinguished, and
only Jet could do that for me. He was rubbing his fingers against my clit,
causing me to soak my panties.

I touched his cock through his
pants, feeling him grow against my hand. I loved it when he got so hard for me.
It made me feel powerful that I had control over whether his cock grew hard or
not. That he wanted me that badly. I began to slide down the flannel pants he
wore to bed the night before. I tossed them over the side of the bed, and felt
his cock push hard against his underwear. I wanted him badly, I couldn't wait
to have his cock inside me, and I ached for it. It seemed like every minute
that went by was an eternity.

“God, you're so sexy.” He slid
his fingers inside me and started pumping. I moaned, feeling incredible as he
finger fucked me. He was making me incredibly horny, and I didn't know how much
I could stand. I wanted his cock to slide inside me, and please me better than
anything else could. Only his cock could take away the ache, and bring me to an
orgasm like nothing else.

I slid out of my panties, took
his hand, and spread my legs. I just couldn't wait any longer to have him. By
the look on his face, he approved of my move. Jet climbed on top of me and
gazed down at me with a smile on his face.

“Do you want me, baby?”

“Yes, Jet. I need you; please
come inside me.”

He bent down low and kissed me on
the mouth. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I accepted it. I never felt safer
than when he kissed me.

“You look incredible.”

I smiled up at him. “Please, Jet,
stop teasing me.” He smiled, going in for another lingering kiss.

Jet entered my wet pussy
immediately, and pushed in hard. He had never fucked me hard before, and I
eagerly took him in. I loved it as he pushed into me, and I ached for more. I
had never felt so incredibly desirable, but Jet was doing that for me with very
little effort. He pulled out of me and flipped me over. I stuck my ass in the
air and waited eagerly. He pushed inside me again and my eyelids fluttered with
the intense pleasure going through my body.

I moaned his name, and cried out
when his cock thrust inside me, hard. He felt incredible, and his forcefulness
made me crazy. He was a great lover, and although I wasn't used to being fucked
in this manner, I loved it. Maybe it was the sex, or maybe it was just Jet, and
the fact that our connection caused craziness between us. Either way, I really
couldn't get enough of the guy. I felt amazing, and he filled me up completely.
I couldn't get enough of him, I wanted more and more, and he had only just
begun. This would easily be one of the best nights with Jet I had ever had.

He was fucking me good and hard,
and I felt an orgasm building. He was hitting every nerve inside me, and I
thought that I would lose my mind. He had connected with my g-spot, and the
world was starting to get a little fuzzy. I knew an explosive orgasm was coming,
and I couldn't wait.

“Jet, I'm going to cum.”

He moved inside of me faster,
causing me to build up rapidly, and go over the edge of control. I cried out in
ecstasy, feeling the waves of passion thrashing inside me. I needed him, needed
this right now. He came inside me, and his movements slowed. He moved inside me,
in and out slowly as he finished
cumming
inside of
me. I sighed deeply and rolled over onto my back.

“That felt so good, Jet; your
cock makes me feel so good.”

“It's all you, sweetheart.” He
kissed my forehead and rested himself beside me. I made him feel complete, and
he couldn't imagine me ever being away from his side. I rolled into him and we
snuggled together on the couch together.

We fell asleep together, as that
was the deal, and I nuzzled into him.

 

Chapter Two

Jet

 

It seemed to me that I was
addicted. That's right, I was a full on addict, and I didn't even care. I may
need to get some help eventually but for the time being I was more than okay
with being addicted. My drug of choice was always within reach, I never had to
give it up,
so
I wanted to be able to keep it. My drug
of choice, of course, was Natalie, and she was one person that I could not get
enough of. I was pretty sure that she felt the same way, but she was still a mystery
to me, and I wasn't always entirely sure that I had won her over.

The past few days had been
incredible, spending time with her, and the sex had just been out of this
world. She really seemed to be opening up to me in the bedroom, and I couldn't
ask for anything better than that. I was happy--better than happy; I couldn't
imagine my life without the girl at that point. She was perfection, and I
wasn't sure how I had become so lucky to have her.

That morning I was due to pick
her up at her apartment, and from that point we were planning on going to the school.
Natalie had been asked once again to decorate the school with the art students
and she had asked if I wanted to come along. Truth be told, I wanted to be
around her every chance I got, so at that point, I would have agreed to do just
about anything if it meant we could hang out.

I dressed casually in jeans and a
hoodie, and headed to the kitchen to grab some food. Kyle was making bacon and
eggs, and I loved the fact that he was always up before me, and making food. I
never seemed to have the time to cook huge meals. I was more of a grab-and-go
kind of guy. I would grab fruit or granola, and head out the door. But Kyle
loved breakfast, and always made sure he had time to have a good meal.

“Hey man, want grub?”

“Yes, that would be fantastic,
thanks.”

He set the bacon down on the
table and started making some eggs. I picked up a couple of pieces of bacon and
popped them into my mouth. The salty flavor made me really happy. I grabbed
another piece of bacon as I watched the eggs sizzle. Kyle flipped them over and
got a couple of plates out. He popped eggs on the plate and set some toast down
on the side of the plate.

“Thanks, man.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

I broke open the yolks of my eggs
with the toast, and soaked them. I popped the pieces in my mouth, enjoying the
flavor. It was a great start to the day, and it was about to get better the
moment I saw Natalie.

I finished my breakfast and
rinsed the plate in the sink.

“I
gotta
run and get Natalie. I'll see you later.”

“What are you guys up to today?”

“I'm just helping her out with a
thing at school. No big deal, but she asked me to help, so I'm going to.”

“Sounds boring, man.”

I laughed. “Maybe the task, but
being around Natalie definitely isn't. I love hanging out with her, so it
doesn't really matter what we are doing.”

Kyle just shrugged, and I took
that as my cue to get out of there.

I headed out the door and down
the stairs to my car. As I was driving to Natalie's place, I started wondering
if I could sneak her away to some janitor's closet in the school to have my way
with her. I wasn't sure how she would feel about some kinky action, but I was
sure it wouldn't be too hard to convince her of it. Like I said, she was
becoming quite the little firecracker in the bedroom, so I had the feeling that
between the two of us we could have a pretty steamy sex life if we put our
minds to it. I had no issue with helping her out for the day so maybe she
wouldn't mind a little side action at the school. The more I thought about it,
the more excited I became.

I pulled up in front of her
apartment and ran up the stairs to her apartment door. She opened it
immediately. I went inside and pulled her close to me. Our lips joined at once,
and when I felt her tongue touch mine I almost lost control.

“Whoa, down boy. What got into
you?”

“Awe, babe, I just love kissing
you.”


Mmm
,
well I love kissing you, too.”

“Are you sure we don't have time
for a little bedtime play before we go?”

She giggled. “I would love to,
darling, but it's just not going to happen. We have to get going and get this
stuff done. I know it's not the most exciting thing you could ever do, but
nonetheless, we’ve got to do it.”


It's
okay, Natalie, I don't mind helping, and I know it will be fun, because we're
doing it together.”

“Really?
That's how you really feel?”

I laughed. “I would rather do
anything else but school activities, but I also don't want to be apart from
you. So let's get going.”

She smiled at me and pulled my
face to hers again. We started making out, our kisses growing even more
passionate as we stood at her door. I had to really restrain myself from
tearing off her clothes right then and there. She was so beautiful and sexy,
and I wanted to try her in every position I could possibly get her in. My mind
was going in circles with all the things I wanted to do to her, but I had to
focus on behaving myself for the time being.

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