Broken Lies (Broken Series) (2 page)

“
Hold yourself open with your right hand. I want to see your clit.”

The way he made her touch herself in front of him was such a turn on. Because of how much he liked it, she was sure.

“I want to see your finger in your pussy.”

Using her free hand, Sofia slipped the middle one inside.

“Is it slippery?”

“Yes,” she gasped, watching his gaze, riveted to her hands.

He grunted, pushing his hips, his hand at the base of his cock, making it stand tall. He moved his other hand
, gliding his fingers around the head of his cock. “Deeper baby. Faster. Let me hear it.” The words croaked a little under his growing arousal.

Sofia couldn’t hold in her strained moans as she worked her finger in and out of herself.

“Fuck,” he whispered, his eyes roving over the entire picture of her, standing before him that way. “Rub your pretty clit for me.”

God yes.

His hand made long strokes on the length of his cock while he slid his finger all over the thick head. “You like to watch me Sofia?”

Her eyes moved to his. “Yes,” she gasped, her limbs quivering as she made her clit hot.

“I like you watching me,” he rasped.

A bolt of desire shot through Sofia at hearing how much it turned him on. She had no clue he liked her watching him that much.  “Oh God, I do,” she whispered, eyes locked on his hands, eager to have his thick length inside her.

“Come fucking sit on me. Now.”

The
intense words nearly made her come on the spot. The tone meant he was ready to fuck her with mind blowing vigor. Sofia’s favorite.

She straddled his waist and he laid back, his hands on either side of the tub. He was going to make her do all the work. At first.

That was fine with her. One foot flat on the tub, she knelt and slid the head of his cock between her folds several times, relishing in the pressure on her clit.

“Mmm, fuck yes,” he whispered, angling his head, watching.
“Make it hot Sofia.”

She knew it made him as hot as her
, so she continued tormenting both of them until her moans grew and his breaths turned ragged with sexy grunts. She absolutely loved the sounds he made when hot, made her want to drive him crazy. She was sure she could orgasm just listening to him get off.

She finally lowered onto his length, unable to wait any longer to have him deep inside her. Her head fell back with a gasp at how wonderful it was.
She held his legs behind her, moving her hips in little circles while he was buried deep. He took her nipples between his fingers and rolled them softly. “Daniel, yes!”

She brought a hand to her clit, arching her back, pushing the hard peaks further into his hands. She watched him finger the
tips while sliding up and down on his length. The pleasure thickened to the point of no return and Sofia’s head fell back as it took over. She increased everything, her speed, her moans, feeling it build inside her. “Daniel!”

H
e grabbed her waist with a roar and flicked his hips rapidly, wildly. Their orgasms burst free and she held on to the tub with one hand, letting Daniel slam into her sweet spot over and over. She came from both places, screaming with the intensity. She was half delirious when Daniel pulled her to his chest and kissed her senseless while they both floated back to earth.

A knock slammed them back to the present, both of them frozen.

“Sorry to disturb,” his brother’s voice said. “I needed to talk to Danny.”

Sofia could hardly believe he’d come into their room much less knock on the bathroom door! Oh my God, shame burned her cheeks at knowing good and well he’d just heard everything.

“Get the fuck out of our room Seth.” Daniel’s lethal tenor reverberated inside Sofia and echoed off the bathroom tile.

“Daniel!” Sofia whispered. “Nicer!”

“Nicer? Nobody comes into our bedroom.” Daniel looked at the door. “Dude, I hope you’re gone, but if you’re still there, I swear I’m going to break your legs and arms if you ever do that again.” He looked at Sofia. “He’s gotta go, this isn’t cool, that was the last straw.”

Sofia moved off of him. “And what was the first?”

“I already told you what it was.” Daniel stood, a shiny wet sex god.

“You can’t put him out for looking at my butt,” Sofia barely whispered grabbing a thick white towel and wrapping it around her.

“Watch me.”

“Okay, you’re upset, I get that, but he’s your only family we have in our life and so…let’s not do anything rash? Please?”

Daniel’s muscles rippled, distracting Sofia. Daniel walked toward her and scooped her into his embrace, kissing her deeply. “I love when you look at me that way,” he murmured between kisses. “Especially right after we make love.”

Her heart raced and she smiled
, glad at the abrupt subject change. “You said make love.”

He chuckled a little then plunged his tongue in her mouth, making her forget her name. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever made love to.”

“And ever will?”

He scraped his teeth along her neck. “I should spank you for even asking.”

His sexy voice in her ear lit her on fire. “God, fuck me again Daniel.”

She couldn’t believe the words had escaped her thoughts. But she didn’t have to ask twice. She suddenly had the bathroom wall pressed into her back and Daniel buried deep inside, his lips capturing her cry. Her eyes slit open, drunk with the sudden pleasure coursing through her veins, her mouth open with her stifled cries
. Daniel buried his face in her shoulder while he bucked his hips so that her breasts bounced.

“
That’s how you like it?” he rasped in her ear.

The intense pounding against that spot finally undid her and she couldn’t stop her scream. It made Daniel come instantly, his head going back as his orgasm strained the muscles in his neck and chest
, his shaft pulsing deep inside her. She pulled his mouth to hers and kissed the climax that filled his lips and tongue. “I love you, I love you,” she whispered as he gasped and groaned right in her mouth.

“You are the only woman I’ve been able to do that with.”

“What?” she asked, eyes closed.

“Have two orgasms back to back.”

She smiled weakly. “You’re welcome.”

****

Daniel and Sofia dressed. “Go find out what he needs,” Sofia whispered.

“He wasn’t even supposed to be here this weekend,” Daniel muttered, slipping his black t-shirt on. “And stop looking at me like that Sofia.”

“What?”

“Like you want me to throw you in the bed and fuck you again.”

She smiled, biting her lower lip. “I can’t help it.”

“And I like that. I’m cooking you breakfast.”

“Maybe we can talk to him over—”

“I didn’t say
him
breakfast. You.”

“Daniel! Why are you being so mean? He needs a big brother to help him, he probably hasn’t had any training, probably doesn’t even know it’s rude to enter a couple’s bedroom. I mean obviously he doesn’t, cause he did.”

Daniel shook his head a little at her. “You are way too naïve Sofia.”

“I am not
, I’m intuitive.”

“More like too sweet for you
r own good. And mine. I’m sorry, he’s gotta go. As soon as I find him work and a place, he’s out of here.”

“Well that was all I ever expected, it’s not like I wanted him living with us forever, of course he needs a life.” She walked up to him and slid her hand along his stubble. “But surely that can wait till after the wedding?”

He rolled his eyes.

“Come on. And when Dara gets here, we’ll let her distract him.”

“And when is that again? Tomorrow possibly?”

“Next Friday,” she sang.

Daniel moaned. “That’s like next year.”

“And guess what today is?”

He wrapped his arms around her and his face relaxed. “What’s today?”

She smiled at his sweet tone. “
Picture day.”

He leaned and nibbled at her lips. “Is that so.”

“Mm, yes.”

“Will you be naked?”

She laughed. “You want to take naked pics of me?”

He paused. “Why would you think that?”

She laughed but then noticed he was serious and slapped his chest. “I was joking.”

He leaned and kissed her again. She realized when his tongue was in her mouth that he’d meant to distract her.
She would’ve wondered why but she was too distracted to care.

Chapter Three

Daniel watched his brother enter the little study, head down, movements slow and quiet like he were entering a confessional. Only, Daniel was as holy as a pedophile priest on Viagra.

Daniel had been bracing to meet the little fucker
’s gaze but he never lifted it even as he sat in the chair before his desk. He reminded him of a puppy that had been beaten often. Daniel took a deep undetectable breath, thinking of Sofia and her amazingly sweet need to see him have his family at the wedding. He had only one member—
if
he could call his long lost brother that he really didn’t know, family—so he really didn’t need to fuck that up no matter how badly he’d like to.

This was only
Seth’s second week there and Daniel had never loathed a person more. But it was time to get to the bottom of this guy, find out what his game was, catch him in a lie, something, because as soon as the wedding was over, he wanted to be ready with valid reasons to tell Seth to get lost and never contact him again. Ever.

“
I’m sorry for the way I talked to you earlier,” Daniel said. It would be the first lie he had such a hard time managing.

“No, I’m sorry, I should’ve known better
. Don’t know what I was thinking, I guess I really wasn’t. I’ll do better.”

Daniel shifted in his chair, a little thrown off by the unexpected consensus. A little annoyed too. He was
hoping for confrontation before he delved into his so called brother’s questionable history. It was time to learn if Sofia had made a mistake with him. Daniel hadn’t really thought of it till the shell shock subsided, and now he had a zillion questions along the lines of who the hell are you really?

W
ait, when had they supposedly met last? Seth had claimed seven years ago but Daniel was sure that was wrong. He had zero memory of any such thing. And not only did they look nothing alike, they acted nothing alike and Seth had an accent from someplace in the south. The differences were unnerving and Daniel hoped to discover Sofia had made a mistake.

“You know
what Seth, I realize I don’t really remember you much. But I’d like to change that, get to know you better, maybe...reminisce?”

More annoyance struck Daniel at
seeing the eagerness in Seth’s eyes. In his whole damn stature. “Sure, that sounds like a great idea. Meant to tell you that I visited our old stomping grounds.”

Daniel tensed. “Which ones?”

“Well just the place where we were raised—before they separated us.”

Daniel
thought back to that time and came up with blocks of still images and no feeling attached. The only memory he may have had of his brother was just a brown head of dirty hair, not even a face, along with a body doing or saying nothing. “And you were seven when they…?”

He nodded.
“Think so.”

“And then we met seven years ago?”

Seth shrugged a little, putting a black cowboy boot on his knee. “You were pretty loaded, you may not even remember. It was at that club on the corner of seventh avenue?” He cocked his head, watching Daniel a moment before muttering with another shrug, “I didn’t really expect that you’d remember.”

Shit. Daniel rarely went out but when he did, it was there. And being loaded out of his mind wasn’t unlikely. “
No, I don’t remember.”

Seth chuckled. “Probably a good thing.”

“Why?”

Seth’s grin was getting annoying. “Let’s just say you really know how to handle the women
and it was pissing off all the other men.”

Shit. W
hat the hell had he seen him doing? “I can be pretty stupid when I’m wasted.”

“Well you had all the guys envious
and some dude got pissed and approached you, not sure what he said but you stood up and knocked him out cold. It was definitely a beautiful punch but it got you bounced right out of the club.” Seth skid his hand through the air with appropriate crash and burn sounds to demonstrate.

Daniel wondered.
“How did you know it was me?”

He actually chewed his lower lip like a goddamn woman.
“Don’t get pissed, but I’d actually planned on mugging you and when I checked your wallet, I saw your name and a bell went off in my head.” More matching cartoon sounds. “I asked you a few questions to make sure, and when I realized it was you, I put you in a cab.” He winced with one eye, “Okay, I did take a hundred bucks but I’m prepared to work that off.”