Page 6 of Breaker

Tank snorted, “I wouldn’t say nothing honey, he was about to punch you.” Heather gasped. She looked at me with big eyes.

“It’s okay nothing happened, I think I am gonna go now,” I said.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Breaker said as he walked up to me. My eyes bugged out.

He looked really pissed. God I hope he won’t hurt me either. What he doesn’t know is that he made it worse. I have to go back home and I know my brother is going to hurt me.

Breaker held out his hand for me, I looked into his eyes. I grabbed his hand and he led me inside. He took me down a hall to a door. He opened up the door and there was a giant bed and a connecting bathroom. He closed the door behind us. He stood in front of the door with his arms crossed just looking at me. I was rubbing my wrist.

Was he going to hurt me? I found my voice finally. “Why are we in here?” I said.

He got closer and was standing really close to me. He smelled like leather and cologne. His nostrils flared and he closed his eyes taking a deep breath.

“Let me see your wrist,” he said.

“Really I am okay, I am just going to go. I have already caused enough problems.”

“I am not gonna ask again Charlotte, let me see your damn wrist.”

I held out my arm. He took my hand in his and started lifting my long sleeved shirt up. I didn’t want him to see anything beyond my wrist. He started to examine my wrist and saw a bruise already starting to form. His jaw started to clench and his nostrils flared. He brought my wrist up to his mouth and he kissed it. My breath hitched and I flinched.

He smiled then dropped my hand and walked to the door and back running his hands through his hair. He came to stand in front of me. “Are you okay?” he asked.

Pushing my sleeve down, “I am fine really, it’s just a little bruise. No biggie.”

“That,” pointing to my arm, “is a big deal,” he said.

“Can I go please, I really just want to go home, take a bath and sleep.”

He came over to me. Looked me in the eyes and got closer. I could feel his breathing on me. He was a huge man. I looked up into his eyes. My breath hitched. I looked down.

He used his thumb under my jaw to lift my face to him. “You don’t have to be afraid of me.”

I wanted to kiss him. I shouldn’t want to kiss him, my brother just about abused me in front of strangers and here I am wanting to kiss a stranger.

I still want to kiss him, I had to just move a little to reach him. I moved closer and pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back. He lifted me up by my butt and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my core. I was wet and felt it through my pants. He teased my tongue with his and slightly bit my lip. It hurt so bad to be straddling him like that, I had fresh cigarette burns on my thighs from my brother. I tried to hide my pain.

I unwrapped my legs and came to stand. We looked at each other again with lustful eyes. I backed away and walked to the door.

I couldn’t let someone get close to me. My brother would never allow it, they’d get hurt.

“Thank you for what you did. I need to get home now.” I turned and walked out the door to look for Heather. I felt embarrassed, I just kissed a stranger and my brother is an idiot.

I found Heather with Tank. She came running over to me and hugged me. I told her I wanted to go home, she just nodded. I gave Tank a hug and said thank you. As we drove away I saw all their bikes lined up in front of the clubhouse.

I faced forward and let out a sigh. Damn, he can kiss.

Heather dropped me off at home. His bike was in the front and the kitchen light was on. Heather turned to me, “You sure you’re gonna be okay with him in there,” she said.

“Yeah, I will be fine. I think he was just drunk,” I said.

“Are you absolutely sure? You know that you can stay with me anytime?

“Really, Heather this is the first time anything like this has happened. I think my brother is drunk and doesn’t know what he is doing. I promise I will be okay. He is just going to sleep it off and then it will be like nothing happened.” I hope she believes me, I don’t want anyone to get involved with my brother, he is a monster. I want to leave him, but I know he needs me. We are each other’s only family. I wish I was strong.

“Alright, text me when you get to bed so I know you’re okay.”

“I will.”

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