Page 32 of Broken
His hand traces up my back before unclasping my bra. It falls to the floor, the sound so loud in the quietness of the room. Max pushes forward a bit and eases me down to the bed. He hovers over me, and I’m lost in his eyes. I reach up, stroking his cheek before he kisses me again. His kisses trail down my jawline, across my collarbone, and down to my breasts. I gasp when he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. My back arches as my hands grip onto him. I hear him chuckle and look down at him.
“You are so responsive. This is gonna be amazing.” Before I can respond he starts moving lower, each kiss inflaming the skin it touches. He traces the line of my boy shorts with his finger, giving me chills, and I can feel myself getting wetter with each stroke of his finger. His mouth opens and he takes the lace in between his teeth, dragging it down a bit. He stops and kisses the newly exposed skin. I shiver from the contact. Teeth clasp my panties again, dragging them down more before he stops once more, repeating the same torture. I moan from the contact. He grabs the lace once more before I’m fully exposed.
I look down at Max.
He has a wicked smile on his face. I feel his hand pull the lace all the way down and off of me before pressing my legs open. The cool air hits me and I take a deep breath in. When Max’s head dips, my fists grip the sheets as the pleasure shoots through my body. I hear him laugh again.
“If you keep bucking I can’t do this right.” Both of his hands grip my thighs, holding them down and keeping me open for him. “Just relax, babe.”
His tongue traces up through my middle. My muscles clench and I can feel something building in me. When I feel two of his fingers push into me I yell his name. He starts to move quicker, his tongue flicking at me while his fingers push in and out of me. My legs start to shake before I lose all control. I feel like I’m spiraling, falling down a hole, not caring if I ever land.
My chest is heaving when Max appears above me again. “Jesus, you are gorgeous when you lose control.”
I smile at his compliment and at the fact that we finally get to be together.
“You ready?” His eyes seem to be looking for the answer in mine.
“Yes.” I say the word even though I’m unsure of the answer. I want him, but the uncertainty of this puts me on edge.
Max kisses me again. “I don’t know if this will hurt you. If you need me to stop just say the word. We’ll go at your pace.”
I nod my answer, not trusting my voice.
He slowly pushes into me and my nails dig into his back. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels very strange. Once he is all the way in, he stills. I feel so full. A part of me wonders if it will hurt me when he moves.
Max slowly pulls out of me before pushing back in. A moan slips from my mouth because the motion is turning pleasurable. The more he moves the louder I get.
“I love to hear you, babe, but you gotta keep it down. If anyone catches us I’m fucked.”
I nod, laughing a little at his choice of words.
“You okay if I start to go faster?”
“Yes.” I place a kiss on his lips.
He lets out a sound that I can only describe as a growl. Max starts to move again, but he’s no longer moving slow. Each time he pushes into me harder than the next. He’s hitting a spot inside of me that makes me feel like I might fall apart.
“You’re so tight. It feels like heaven inside of you.” He groans. “Between watching you fall apart and being inside of you I’m not gonna make it much longer.” His hand reaches down between us, finding my sweet spot and rubbing it in quick circles.
I moan his name as I feel another release coming.
“Let go, baby,” Max whispers in my ear, and I fall down the hole once more. I’m floating, and in the distance, I hear him groan before he stops moving. “You okay?”
“Perfect,” I whisper to him.
“Shit.” I hear him curse and I freeze thinking I must have done something wrong. “I’m gonna take a shot in the dark and say you aren’t on birth control, right?”
I shake my head.
“Fuck. We need to get you a pill or something.”
He stands up and starts to get dressed before turning back to me. His hand grips mine and he pulls me up so I’m standing in front of him. “I don’t want you to clean yourself off. It’s going to kill me to go down there and not have my hands on you. At least when the brothers try to talk to you I know I’ll still be all over you.”
I scrunch my nose up.
Max laughs before kissing me. “Think what you want, but get dressed and get your sexy ass downstairs.”
He opens and closes the door, leaving me alone. I pick up my strewn clothes, getting dressed before running my fingers through my hair to try and tame it.
