Shattered: Round Four (Broken Book 4) (12 page)

“Were you drinking?” She asks, handing me the booze.

“No.” I take a sip. “I’m pretty sure every teenage boy wants to remember when they first have sex and exactly what it felt like the next morning.”

Emily shifts closer to me, scooting forward until her ass touches the side of my thigh. “Did you enjoy it?”

I blink at her.

“I had sex...with a girl...for the first time in my life. Of course I enjoyed it.” I clench the bottle in my hand. “Was Tommy—a douche baggy name, by the way—was he good? Did you enjoy it?”

With a single laugh, she shakes her head. “For months I worked the whole thing up in my head before he asked me out on a date. It was going to be romantic and nice—and it was going to feel better than it did when I touched myself.”

“Was it?”

She slaps her hand over her face. “Oh, God, no. It was horrible. At least your six minutes was still double Tommy’s time—not to mention it felt like I was being punched in the cervix with a cucumber.”

I laugh—we laugh—and the sound mixes so perfectly, her light tones meshing with my deep.

“No one has made me feel as good as you make me feel.” She murmurs, raking her teeth over her bottom lip as the last giggle bubbles up her throat.

My heart ceases to beat as she leans in. All it takes is a gentle brush of her lips against mine and lungs refuse to function properly.

She plants a kiss on my lower lip. “I love the way you make me feel.”

“Almost.” I whisper, kissing her lip in return. “Say the other line.”

Her lips curl into a mischievous grin. I can’t take my eyes off them until she lowers her face, disappearing under my jaw line, and kisses my neck in the most delicious of ways. I tilt my head offering her more skin as she presses her warm, gentle lips in a trail all the way up to the lobe of my ear. 

“I want you to force it out of me.” She whispers, finishing with another kiss.

I groan, tempted to rip open the fabric that hides her body from me and come on every pore, hair follicle and freckle on her body.

“Not in the car, Kitten.”  I tell her, gripping her shoulders and pushing her back. “You’re too good for the backseat of a car.”

My stare drops to her chest. The rise and fall of her breasts mesmerizes me—hypnotizing me to take back what I said. She can sit on me. She can ride me...fuck me into oblivion. This seat makes it so easy to do...makes it so easy to just...fucking...do it.

Emily moistens her top lip.

“Then take me to bed.”

Twelve
****

Fuck

Emily

We crash through the garage door and into the hall. I slam into the wall and Jai’s body follows mine. Under our weight the wall cracks, but I’m too caught up in the way his mouth tastes and the way my head spins every time he flicks his tongue against mine.

“Fuck. You two scared the shit out of me.” Huss grumbles from somewhere in the house.

Cutlery clangs against porcelain. He can see us, but I’m far too absorbed in Jai to even give a shit.

“I’m going to get you so naked.” Jai laughs, rubbing his forehead against mine.

Huss mutters unintelligibly and I giggle as I grip the hem of Jai’s white tee and pull it up, exposing his impressive abdominal muscles. Impatiently, he whips it off over his head and tosses it over his shoulder.

Fucking. Beautiful
.

My hands fly to his stomach as he crushes his mouth to mine. He pulls me off the wall and our drunken legs tangle around each other, causing us to stumble and laugh.

We make it to the stairs, but I lost a shoe in the progress. Pausing, he kicks both of his off and they hit the floor.

Somewhere.

With one raised heel, I stumble and trip on the first step. Jai curses, wraps an arm around my waist, and grabs the railing, preventing my spine from slamming into the hard wood. He lowers me against the stairs and drops his mouth to my chest, planting wet, hot kisses along the tops of my breasts and up my neck. Goosebumps erupt and my nerves sizzle.  I need him. I need him now.

“Let’s make it to the room in one piece, yeah?”

I nod, panting like mad, desperate to catch my breath. Sweat covers my body and more bubbles to the surface every second, begging me to take off my clothes.

Naked.

I need to be naked.

I grasp the hem of Jai’s jeans and finger the button. With surprising ease it pops open and I wrap my legs around his waist, locking them at the ankles. Jai lifts his body, pulling me with it, and holds me tight against him. His skin is hot, his muscles firm and strong. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss the skin under his jaw.

In the bedroom, he shoves me against the door and I gasp as he thrusts his body against mine. My feet touch the floor, unbalanced and uncomfortable, so I kick off my remaining heel as he rakes ten thick, angry fingers rake through my hair and yanks my face to his. My heart races in my chest, each beat quicker than the last. If it keeps up, I’m certain my heart will leap from my chest.

Before Jai kisses me with his beautiful fucking mouth, he stops, and his dark, sinister eyes lock with mine. One look is all it takes for me to see and feel a hundred and one messages as they pass between us.

I love him, too.

With a satisfied smirk, Jai drops his teasing stare to my lips. I love the way it causes excitement to stir. He drags a thick, heavy finger along my hip, up my stomach and over the curve of my breasts, to my mouth. He slides his rough pointer along my bottom lip, the very tip of it gliding across my tongue.

“I’m going to fuck your eager little mouth first.” He promises, lowering his hands to the hem of my dress.

I raise my arms, mesmerized by the raw look in his eyes, as he peels the dress from my body and pulls it off over my head, knocking out a few of my hair pins. Loose twirls of hair fall around my face, but I don’t swat them away. They make me feel wild.

Animalistic.

Jai breathes harshly, causing cold air to blow against my bare breasts, hardening my nipples.

I jolt forward, slamming into Jai’s torso, as he slides the palm of his hand between my legs with enough pressure to send fireworks shooting throughout my body. Catching me, he presses his heavy forearm against my chest, pushing me back against the door, pinning me down.

“After I fuck your mouth, I’ll fuck your tight little pussy—until you can no longer feel me.”

Back and forth he strokes me, until my panties are soaked and my leggings are damp. I can barely stand. The unbearable tingles sabotage my muscles, threatening to turn me into a puddle of goo at his feet.

“And then what?” I pant, moistening my lips.

His smirk widens as he lowers his arm from my chest and slides it down the length of my torso. My lips part as he glides his wide palm over my hip, to the small of my back, and then over the curve of my ass. Jai squeezes it in his hand, kneading the cheek like he draws some kind of power from it. Slipping his other hand from between my legs, he slaps it against my other ass cheek. I jolt forward, pressing my hands against his chest to stop myself from crashing into him. With strong, eager hands, Jai pulls my ass apart and then squeezes it shut. Over and over he toys with me, his desire heavy in the way he breathes.

“Then I’m going to come in your ass.”

I gasp and he shuts me up with a bruising kiss, his fingers digging into my flesh, undoubtedly marking me with angry, red prints. A seed of uncertainty sprouts in my tummy. I’ve never had sex there...in
that
hole.

Sensing my tension, Jai relents on his kiss and pulls back to look me in the eye.

“Another never for you?” He asks, lessening the hold his punishing fingers have on my ass. Though his fingers show me compassion and concern, his stare is the opposite.

I nod.

“Relax, Kitten. By the time I get there, you’ll want it so bad you’ll beg me for it.”

I smirk. “You seem so sure.”

“I’m fucking certain.” He snatches the hem of my tights and pushes them down my thighs, taking my red panties with it. My heart flutters as our eyes lock and the tip of his nose brushes mine. The rough, calloused tips of his fingers dance up my thighs, inching closer and closer to the apex—to my wet, pulsing core.

“This could be our last night together, Kitten.” He flicks his tongue against my lower lip. “Forgive me if I fuck you like I’ll never be inside you again.”

His fingers slip between my legs and I gasp at the bolt of electricity that zaps me on my clit as he parts my most sensitive spot.

His hot flesh against mine…

It’s heaven and hell all mixed into one smooth, fiery ball of perfection.

My heavy stare falls to his lips. They’re shut and pulled up in the slightest, sexiest, smile I’ve ever seen. Jai rubs me. He flicks me and swirls me like never before—until I can no longer keep my hips flat against the wood.

“Look at you, wound up so tightly by the tip of my finger.”

I close my eyes and focus on regulating my breathing. My lungs pump out air faster than I can inhale it. If I can just—
yes
—get him to go faster, harder—
oh, God
—then I’ll hit it. I will slam into my orgasm and shatter it into a million pieces.

“Jai. Please.”

He swallows the distance between us with a brief and bruising kiss, slowing the tempo of his fingers. The orgasm I could taste on the precipice falls away, dissolving into agony.

Throbbing.

Euphoric agony.

“Cute. You think I’m going to let you come now? We’ve only been at this a few minutes, Kitten.”

My breath hitches as he pushes a finger into my pussy, sliding deeper until he reaches his final knuckle. “When you come, my cock will be in your ass.”

I shove his chest and his finger slips from me. “Not going to happen, Stone.”

I shove him again and he steps back, his lips curling in excitement. Who does he think he is? Who does he think I am? I’ve never bent over for an ass fucking, not at any stage in my life and certainly not during sex. I do not submit. With a final shove Jai’s calves hit the bed and he lets himself fall back. His large body hits the mattress and I marvel at him as the light from the moon shines in through the window and settles in the ridges on his torso. He has a beautiful body. I glance at his popped button and unzipped fly. Along his thigh, I see its width. I see its length. Underneath the denim hides something just as beautiful as the rest of him. It hides something I need—something I crave.

Jai pushes himself up on his elbows as I lower myself to my knees.

“This what you want?” He asks, flexing his hips.

I nod.

“Come on then.”

I grab the hem of his jeans that hang low on his hips, curling my fingers around the fabric. As I pull, Jai lifts his hips, allowing his jeans to slide effortlessly down his thighs. Eagerly, his thick cock springs to life and Jai palms it—up and down—as I bunch his jeans around his ankles.

Between my thighs, I swell at the sight, desperate to feel his hot flesh against mine. His penis is better than any vibrator—better than any sex toy I’ve used.

I inch closer and Jai removes his hand. The weight of his cock pulls it toward his stomach, but I slip my hand around it before it touches. It twitches and throbs in my palm, eager for me to touch it. It’s funny how quickly the tables turn. He wanted me at his mercy, but that’s not how I play.

I hold him at the base and inch closer to the tip. Jai watches closely, his stomach clenching in anticipation. Ever so teasingly, I lick his cock from bottom to top and the groan he lets out from the base of his throat as my tongue slides against the underside of his warm cock is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.

Ever.

I pull back and tilt my head, ready to lick him again.

“Wait.” He tangles a hand in my hair, his fingers tightening as he pulls my head back, putting distance between my mouth and his cock.

“Tommy Field...” He says, slightly breathless. “Do you still think about him? About your first time?”

How is that an important question? How does that take precedence over what I’m currently doing? I tug my head forward and he releases his grip.

“I haven’t thought about it since it happened. Not until tonight.”

I move my mouth close to his penis. It twitches, anticipating my wet mouth.

“And me?” Jai asks through a slack mouth and heavy lids.

I lock eyes with him. You? You stupid asshole. Isn’t it obvious? Since I met him, he has consumed my whole life. I want to give him everything...I want to put my heart in the palm of his strong hands. He has worked hard for it. It’s his to take care of.

“I think about you all the time.” I say. “But you already know that.”

“Just say it, Kitten. Tell me you love me t—shit!”

I swirl my tongue over the head of his penis before opening my mouth and letting it slide in. I take it as far as I can without heaving and improvise with my hands to deal with the rest. Up and down I go, sucking him with everything I have before I take a break and return to licking him all over his big, beautiful cock like it’s a lollipop.

“I should film you.” He groans, panting hard.

I lick him. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

He nods and I lick him again, making him shiver.

“I would fuck myself to it whenever you’re not with me.”

My lips part as a heavy breath blows out of my lungs. That has to be the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me. “Show me.”

He takes his cock in his palm. “Spit on it.”

I do as I’m told and I spit on his cock—like a lady, of course.

Slowly, he slides his hand up and down, his fingers squeezing when they reach the tip. It squishes and squelches the faster his hand moves. I watch, mesmerized, as he tips his head back, exposing his throat. His Adams apple bobs with a hard swallow and a hard groan seeps from his full lips. Contractions seize my pussy and I can’t stop them. With each clench—each throb—they work me up more and more, until I feel myself leak down my inner thigh. With a shaking hand, I slip my fingers between my legs and—holy shit. I gasp, as the slightest touch to my outer lips has me surging toward an orgasm. I snap my hand back, clenching it to my naked chest as Jai groans my name.

“I need you to sit on my face, baby. Let me taste you.”

Like I need to be told twice. I leap to my feet and climb onto the bed. Jai’s heavy breathing draws me closer to him. His skin is covered in a thin layer of swear and a thick layer of goosebumps. I reach out and touch his ribs, gliding the tips of my fingers onto his stomach. His sexy abdominal muscles clench and relax with every thrust of his powerful hips as he pleases himself right in front of me. If only he could fuck me and jerk off in my face at the same time. I would come in an instant.

With a growl, he snatches my wrist in one hand and my thigh in the other. In a single heave he picks me up and drops me on his face pussy first. His strong, manly hands grip my ass as I adjust myself, moving his mouth right where I need it. The second his tongue leaves his mouth—
oh my God
! I fall forward, quickly planting my hand on the mattress to prevent myself from falling. He lashes me with his tongue. He licks at me. Fucks me.

I’m being loud. My cries ring in my ears, but it’s as if they’re coming from someone else. My calves cramp, my thighs tremble, drawing closer and closer. I grip his hair and rock my hips, letting his rough stubble tickle and burn my skin.

I need it.

Holy shit. I need it.