Page 64 of Pretty Broken Things

I chuckle at her weak attempt to move past me. She turns her face away from me. It’s just another way for her to run from me, and I’m not letting her get away again. I lift one hand away from the wall and put it around her throat. My thumb rests over her pulse, and I can feel how fast her heart is racing.

She’s practically melting in my hands. Her pupils are wide with either fear or arousal, and I know she’s not afraid of me. I stroke my thumb up the side of her neck, and she shivers. I lean closer to whisper in her ear. “I don’t think you want to get away from me at all. I think you want me very close.”

Tessa opens her mouth to argue with me, but I’m done with the verbal sparring match. My mouth lands on hers, and it’s like taking a match to a stick of dynamite, we are sizzling to an explosive conclusion.

Our tongues do battle for us now. I can’t seem to pull away from her long enough to breathe. I don’t know how I’ve made it over a year without touching her. She pulls my lower lip into her mouth and gently scrapes her teeth along the flesh.

It’s too much, and not enough. My hand tangles in her hair and I kiss her with a fervor I’ve never felt before. “I want to fuck you,” I say into her mouth.

“Okay,” she whispers.

In the back of my mind I remember we’re in a public place, so this won’t be like our first time. Making love to her slowly, for hours is reserved for the girl I loved. I know she’s still the same person, but she’s different at the same time. This version of her gets a quick, dirty fuck in a supply closet.

My hand skates up her thigh, until I reach the juncture between her legs. My fingers encounter wet lace, and I groan in her mouth. I finally break the kiss so I can look into her chocolate brown eyes and watch them turn darker. She’s never been able to hide her emotions with such expressive eyes.

“You’re already wet for me, Vixen.” I don’t mean to use her nickname, but it slips out. I can’t let her think this is more than what it is.

“I bet this is normal for you now, hooking up and moving on. It suits your personality. There’s no need to run if you don’t get attached in the first place,” I say, and I can see the insult hit home. But still she doesn’t protest when I slide her underwear down her toned thighs.

Pulling a condom out of my wallet, I undo my jeans and sheath my dick. This is the first time I’ve used a condom with her, a clear sign we aren’t what we used to be.

I lift her up, and enter her in one hard thrust. She’s panting, but I can see her making an effort not to make a sound. I don’t know if it’s to keep people from hearing us, or if she’s just trying not to give into the pleasure. I’m not letting her hold anything back from me. Except her heart, she can keep that.

On the contrary, I make zero effort to remain quiet. Even with the latex keeping me from feeling how hot and slick she gets when she’s turned on, the feel of her walls choking my cock is bringing me to the edge.

I almost give in and take what I want from her, but I’m done letting her keep anything from me. I know a dozen ways to make her come. It’s possible I know her body better than she does, and I intend to prove it.

My hands rest on her hips, and I lift and lower her on my erection making sure I hit her G-spot while working her clit against the base of my cock each time I bottom out inside of her. She’s trying hard not to come, but that will just make it more devastating when she does.

When she leaves this room I want every man to know she’s freshly fucked, especially herBenji.He wants her, but I can have her any time I want, and he needs to understand that and go back to Seattle.

“Stop fighting and give me what I want,” I growl. I’m so close there’s black spots in my vision, and an almost unbearable pressure gathering in my balls.

I can’t hold it back much longer. I move my hand between us, and vigorously work her clit while I continue to fuck her hard against the wall. Finally she loses the fight to hold back, and a soft moan escapes her lips. I want to consume her sounds, her quick breaths, and so I kiss her again. When she shudders in my arms, I let go.

Before I would have held her, unable to lose our connection. I still want to do that, and because of that I force myself to back away from her immediately. I don’t miss the hurt in her doe eyes, but I pretend I do. I focus on removing the condom and zipping up my jeans.

She seems embarrassed as she pulls on her underwear and straightens her dress. I expect another argument, or for her to assume we’re together, but like usual Tessa does the opposite of what I expect. She strolls away from me first, and walks away with her shoulders back and chin held high.

We’re doing this on my terms now. I can’t be without her, but I can’t let her get close again either. Losing her the first time was more painful than the concussion and broken ribs. I wouldn’t survive it twice.

After a couple of minutes, I decide there’s enough space between us to not make everyone talk, and to drive home the point that I won’t be falling to my knees for her ever again.

Those few minutes are enough time for her to fall back into lover boy’s arms and let him lead her out of the club.

Shane separates himself from my other ex-girlfriend long enough to give me shit. He claps me on the shoulder and squeezes. “You sure do know how to fuck up huge. I’ve told you many times you need to talk to her and stop pushing her away.”

I roll my eyes. “Is this about her dad threatening to send me to jail?”

His blue eyes widen with surprise. “If you know that she was trying to protect you, then why are you keeping her at arm’s length?”

“It was a bullshit excuse. All she had to do was trust me, trust us, and talk to me. We lost everything because she let her father manipulate her. If that’s how she handles challenges, I can’t trust her,” I say.

He shakes his head. “Mark my words. You are going to regret this some day. Yeah, you lost time, and it sucks, but she gave up everything to protect you. It doesn’t seem like you deserve it.”

“I shouldn’t tell you this,” I hear Tracy’s husky voice behind me, “but she hasn’t been with anyone since you.”

I turn to face her. “I find that hard to believe. She’s got a guy who followed her all the way from Seattle. You telling me he did that and has no expectations of more?”

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