Beautifully Broken (Beautifully Series, Book 1) Page 9

  “Be careful, I’m learning I have a severely jealous side.” I warn him.

  “Duly noted.” He kisses my forehead, leading me to a sleek Audi R8. This man exudes sexiness in every aspect of his life, from his body to that gorgeous face, his smell and even the car he drives. How would I ever be able to keep a man who was every woman’s dream? He should be with some stuck-up socialite that will kiss ass at his business meetings and give him three or four kids. Kids don’t seem like an option for someone like me. I’d fuck them up worst than I was.

  I keep my hands on his warm thigh on the ride to the restaurant, singing along to Coldplay’s clocks as my hand skims his ridged member. His sideways glance conveying his amusement at my randy behavior. He handles the car with powerful ease, swerving in and out of lanes like a man on a mission.

  At the restaurant he escorts me in with a hand stroking the small of my back. The small cozy restaurant is one of my favorites. The intricate Buddhist artwork that covers the wall ensnares the attention of many. The spring rolls we order are amazing. We share our entrees feeding each other pieces from our plates. Liam reaches over and wipes a smudge of mustard from the edge of my mouth with his finger. Warm heat floods between my legs when he puts that finger in his mouth and sucks on it.

  “We need to leave,” I demand. Not wanting to wait another minute more for a taste of his addictive body. He shakes his head and points to the remaining food on my plate. The wicked smile on his lips says he’s enjoying teasing me. I shove the last few pieces of food into my mouth making a show of swallowing.

  He chuckles as he waves the waiter over to get our check. I walk hastily ahead of him in a rush to get him alone and naked. He yanks me back with an arm around my waist, pressing my back up against his growing erection.

  “When I get you to my place I’m going to pull this sexy ass jungle dress up to your waist and fuck you.” He whispers into my ear. A full body shiver overtakes me. He knows how much I love it when he talks dirty to me.

  “I’d let you do it here.” My core is aching for him and I don’t care who see’s this beautiful man worshipping my body.

  “Fuck I’m hard.”

  The door is whisked open in front of us and everything stands still. Anna notices me wrapped in another man’s arm and frowns. She glances at Liam and instant recognition hits her, the lines on her face soften. She gasps softly as Lucas walks in behind her.

  I try to dislodge Liam’s arm from around my waist but it tightens in a death grip. Lucas halts mid stride, his glare darting between Liam and I then to Liam’s arm still wrapped possessively around my waist.

  “Let’s go” he growls trying to pull me past the gawking Lucas and Anna. Lucas’ hand shoots out and grasps my arm. The dangerous glint in Liam’s eyes frightens me.

  “We need to fucking talk. Now!” Lucas bellows his eye beaming into me. I suddenly feel torn between the two most important men in my life. I knew I would have to come clean soon I just wasn’t ready yet.

  “Get your fucking hands off my girl.” Liam orders, getting into Lucas’ face.

  “Your girl?” Lucas looks puzzled, trying to figure out how I could possibly be Liam’s girl. This is getting worst by the minute and I have to do something to diffuse the situation.

  “Lucas, can you give me a minute please.” He wavers, not sure if he should trust me. His fingers loosen and I quickly pull Liam outside the restaurant door. His eyes are wild with a hint of distress. He glances anxiously over my shoulder at his mother then heaves a deep breath.

  “Can you give me a minute to talk to Lucas?”

  “Fuck no. We're leaving now. I don’t want you having anything to do with those two.” He runs a hand through his tousled hair. God, I know seeing his mother again is killing him. I want to help him through this but I need a minute to calm Lucas down. I step closer rubbing his biceps with my hand.

  “Please Liam; you already knew yesterday that I would choose you. Just let me have a minute with him.” he shakes his head letting out a frustrated sound. His hands shoot to my face holding it captive between them. He moves in so close I can feel his breath against my lip.

  “I can’t lose you. If you don’t come out in five minutes I will drag you out. I won’t lose you to him.” he places gentle kisses on my lips and face, cherishing me.

  “You’ll never lose me.” I answer turning to walk back into the restaurant.

  As I step in Anna pats me on the back and step out into the night. My anxiety skyrockets but not for me, for Liam. I’m afraid what a confrontation with his mother might do to him. He’s nearly hysterical with me coming to talk to Lucas. I’m afraid Anna might cause him to run, and run far.

  Lucas cold glare sends chills down my back. He pulls me into a small corner, crowding me against the wall. “How long have you been fucking him?” his low growl rumbles through me.

  “I’m sorry.” Is all I manage to say. Once this rage fades I know he’ll be extremely hurt and I’m sorry for that.

  “Answer me” he hisses through gritted teeth.

  “Over a month.” I whisper, my eyes aimed at the floor.

  “How is that even possible? He’s only been here five weeks.” He pushes away from me pacing in front of me. I know he does it calm his anger but when he stops in front of me the rage is still dancing in his eyes.

  “How many days was he here before this started?”

  “Lucas I never planned for something like this to happen. I didn’t know who he was and by the time I found out it was too late.”

  “You didn’t answer the question” he says calmly.

  I’m not going to be able to get out of this question. I contemplate lying but I’ve done enough of that to Lucas already.

  “His first night” this time I hold his frigid stare ready to take the brunt of his anger. I deserve it.

  He storms into my face like a raging bull. His nostrils flaring and his eyes blazing. “You made me wait for years for you and he walks into town and you fuck him on the first night. Lying to my face that there was no one else. I’ve been in love with a lying whore for ten years. I can’t even look at you; you make me so sick.” He makes a loud growling sound causing me to cower. I watch as he storms out the restaurant without looking back.

  I slide down the wall with my arms clutched around myself, the stinging in my heart insistent. I never wanted the day to come when Lucas would see me for the trash I really was. The disgust in Lucas’ eyes taunting me even now with him long gone.

  Liam squats down in front of me assessing my condition. He scoops me up in his capable arms and carries me out of the restaurant.

  The ride to back to Liam’s is quiet, neither of us wanting to discuss the passing events. One moment we were happy and in love. I couldn’t wait to get home to show him how happy he made me. Then everything was annihilated when Anna and Lucas walked through those doors. I glance over at Liam driving yet lost in his head. I splay my hand over his in a show of support. He glances at my hand and squeezes it, accepting my small gesture for what it is.

  At his place, Liam guides me to his room and strips my clothes. He pulls a shirt out of his drawer and pulls it over my head. After pulling back the sheets and waiting for me to lie down he removes his clothes and gets in next to me and wraps me in his warm embrace. The comfort we offer each other a substantial piece of our growing relationship.

  We gaze into each other’s eyes silently communicating, each of us wanting to bear the burden of the others pain. As my eyelids get heavy and I begin to drift off I hear the smooth timber of Liam’s voice.

  “Thank god you choose me.”

  Chapter 10

  Liam

  The moment I saw her I thought my heart came up my throat to choke me. She gazed at me with eyes just like mine. Her appearance hasn’t changed much in the ten years since I saw her last. The pounding in my heart is drumming in my ear. I need to get out of here fast. Lucas steps in behind her and I can feel Ella trying to break free from me. I won’t allow her
to. I’m too afraid if I let her go she’ll run to him.

  “Let’s go” I inadvertently growl in her ear. She stiffens and resist as I half drag her past Anna. Lucas’ arm latches on to her and rage boils in my gut. He wants to take her from me the way him and his dad took my mother.

  “Get your fucking hands off my girl.” I approach him ready for battle.

  “Your girl?” his puzzled gaze flicks between me and Ella. The dick actually believed he still had her. I made her mine weeks ago and there’s no going back. She may be ensnared in her twisted friendship with Lucas but her heart is wrapped in what we share.

  “Lucas, can you give me a minute please.” She’s trying to calm us down. Backing us into separate corners. Outside the restaurant she twists her hands together anxiously.

  “Can you give me a minute to talk to Lucas?” she wants me to give her time to suck up to him. He’ll probably make her feel like shit and then she’ll be groveling at his feet for his forgiveness.

  “Fuck no. We're leaving now. I don’t want you having anything to do with those two.” I need to get as far away from that woman as possible. I saw a flash of something soft in her eyes that I don’t need to uncover. If she’s looking for absolution it’s far too late.

  She steps into my space rubbing her hands up and down my arm. Her soothing hands calming something deep within me. “Please Liam; you already knew yesterday that I would choose you. Just let me have a minute with him.”

  Her confession that she’s already chosen me breaks my determination to not let her talk to Lucas. I hope I’m not making a mistake; Lucas will do anything to keep Ella with him. A growl rubbles deep in my chest. My hands closing around the smooth skin of her face as I compel her to look into my eyes and hopes she sees how much she means to me.

  “I can’t lose you. If you don’t come out in five minutes I will drag you out. I won’t lose you to him.” I run my lips over her lips and face needing the comfort it brings me.

  “You’ll never lose me.” she says rubbing her hands over mine to release my grip. As she enters the door my stomach is in knots. I finally comprehend the emotions that raged through my father that day many years ago.

  As if conjured up out of my memories, Anna steps out traipsing cautiously towards me. My body goes rigid and my mind tells me to walk away but I can’t get my legs to cooperate. She pauses in front of me an uneasy smile playing at her lips.

  “Lee” She murmurs her nickname for me. My insides quake at the sudden warmth that flows through me. My imbecilic mind recollecting the comfort that came with that name. She reaches out to touch my face and I wince as if burned by the deception she holds in the palm of her hand.

  She retracts her hand, sadness flooding her eyes as she lowers her eyes towards the ground. My indignant heart clinging to her sorrow as a balm for its scar's.

  “Will you give me a chance to explain.” She utters in a small voice. I open my mouth to refuse but the words are stuck I my throat. In my heart I scream at her, curse her but my mind won’t permit my mouth to relay the message.

  Lucas burst out of the door behind us stalking down the sidewalk in a complete rage. Anna stares at his retreating back then back at me. Then she does exactly what I expect her to do. She chooses him, running down the sidewalk after Lucas leaving me behind.

  I race into the restaurant finding Ella distraught, scrunched down into a corner her eyes hazy and unfocused. I scoop her into my arms, relieved when she relaxes against me releasing a breath.

  Once Ella falls asleep I lay awake for hours. Restless. Confused. Seeing my mother again weighing heavy on my heart, the sadness that flashed in her bright green eyes replaying in my mind. I get out of bed hating that my mother can still affect me this much after so much time. I glance back at Ella splayed on my white sheets like a raven haired angel. The emotions that ripple through me just gazing at her still surprise me.

  I knew the very first night there was something different about this women. I fought against those feelings thinking I could keep her a little neat box marked ‘for pleasure only’. Unfortunately she burst out of that box with little effort. In this short time she’s become my all. If history was to repeat itself I would never survive such a lost. My heart rate increases, the mere thought of losing her so consuming.

  I leave the room and head for the bar, grab a bottle of Auchentoshan scotch, quickly downing a shot. The warm liquid flows down smoothly. I reflect over the last few weeks almost regretting the lost of my cold lonely life.

  Before my heart thawed out to Ella I would have laughed in Anna’s pitiful face. But it seems Ella presence has thawed my heart for more than just her. It was actually painful watching Anna run after Lucas. I return to bed after another shot of the heated liquid, wrapping my senses in Ella’s lingering scent and falling into a fitful slumber.

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  A warm hot glove wrapped around my cock jerks me awake. I lean up on my elbows and catch a glimpse in the dark room of Ella’s dark hair bombing over my shaft. Every nerve ending in my body tingles, sending goose bumps across my skin. Every time this woman touches me the sensations are a hundred times stronger than anyone else has ever evoked.

  My breath quickens as she devours my girth with her swelteringly moist mouth. She purposely grazes the tip with her teeth, smirking with her mouthful when my right leg begins to tremble. Her arousal increasing with every reaction she can obtain from my body.

  I pant heavily and she wraps her hand around the base of my cock, jerking it while sucking skillfully at the crown. I tangle my hand in her hair pulling sharply. She protests as I wrench her off my enlarged shaft. I hold her steady over me as I try to hold on to my last thread of control. A drop of pre-cum dots at the tip of my cock and she flicks her tongue over it.

  A sharp hiss escapes my lips, causing her to chuckle. “Just let me finish.” She cocks an eyebrow at me. “I want to taste you deep in my throat.”

  I flip her onto the bed so fast she gasps in surprise. I lie her down on her side in front of me, pleased that she already lost the shirt I gave her I tweak her nipples between my fingers. Her back arches bringing her ass up against my rock hard erection.

  I pull her left leg back over my hip, sliding my hand down her navel to flick her swollen clit with my finger. She sighs dropping her head down on my arm lying over her pillow. I dip my finger into her moist middle causing her legs to tremble. She’s hungry for me, her pussy clasping on to my finger greedily. I swipe my wet finger over her swollen bud, spreading her cream all over it.

  “I’ll come deep inside your tight cunt.” I mutter into her ear. I grasp the front of her thigh with one hand cocking it back and thrusting deep into her from behind. Her body jolts in front of me as if shocked by electricity. Her strangled gasp stuck in her throat. I continue to thrust, watching her unravel in front of my eyes.

  She plants her foot on my thigh spreading herself wider for me, her hand holds on to my hand next to her thrashing head. I pull my body as close to her as possible, nuzzling her neck, my strokes unrelenting. She’s panting and moaning severely, her grip on my hand unyielding.

  I rain kisses down her neck the pleasure from her tight sheath so intense I need some sort of intimate contact with her. I grip her chin letting my thumb caress her jaw as I pound into her, my hip rubbing against the satin sheets. Her hand breaks away from mine moving to rub her clit. I watch her massaging her clit with heavily weighted eyelids.

  She so sexy, my mind goes into overload watching her brazen display. I pinch nipple and she explodes instantly, so close she only needed that small push. Her muscles spasm around my cock sending shooting stars behind my eyelids, the urge to ravage her takes over me.

  Withdrawing from her warm grip, I flip her onto her back while she’s still moaning from her orgasm. I surge into her with barbaric force. Her back arches, neck snaps back on the pillow. I watch her eyes roll behind her head as my hips slam into her of their own accord.

  The headboard bangs in unfluctuating s
uccession against the wall. The banging sounds simultaneous to her moans. Her death grip on the sheet tightens as she screams my name, exploding on me once again. I grip her hips as she writhes beneath me. My rhythm falters as my orgasm begins to overwhelm my faculties.

  She anchors herself by grasping onto my strained neck with her right hand. Her left hand grips my ass urging me to surrender to her, my balls tightening at her silent command. The adoration I read in her eyes as I look down at her my undoing. I pant like a feral beast as thick spurts of my semen burst from my cock bathing her uterus with my seed.

  She welcomes the onslaught of my tongue in her mouth as her contracting pussy continues to milk me, my seed marking her, making her mine. I rest my head on her shoulder as her fingers entangle in my hair, soothing me. I pull her onto her side facing me, wrapped in my arms. We fall asleep entangled with me still deep within her warmth.

  I wake hours later to her pulling her hips away from me, releasing my penis from the warm glove it had become accustomed too. She swings her legs over the bed standing up then bending over to retrieve my shirt. The view of her plump ass causing my morning wood to throb with need.

  “Where are you going? Come back and give us a kiss,” doing my best impression of a pout.

  “Us?” she questions looking over her shoulder at me.

  I grab my growing erection with one hand biting down on my lip, trying to entice her back to bed. She shakes her head at my attempt to seduce her. She throws the shirt over her head effectively cutting me off.

  “We’ve already overslept,” she says crawling towards me. “Besides I have a lot to do if I’m moving to Palm Beach in two days.” She smiles at my huge grin. She drops a kiss on my nose and heads out the room.

  I lay back with an arm over my eyes smiling at the ceiling. I heave a sigh of relief, her words committing to leaving with me a huge relief. Getting away from Chicago will be good for us; once she stops nurturing her relationship with Lucas we’ll be able to grow as a couple.