Page 108 of All My Broken Pieces

His dark chuckle sounded around them. “You’re sorry?” He echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm and desire.

“Yes.” She whimpered, trying to simultaneously move away from him and arch into his touch, her mind and body a confusing mess of contrasting desires.

The sound of ruffling fabric followed by the distinct clicks of his zipper sliding open filled her ears. She bit her lip as the head of his cock pressed against her needy cunt. “Let’s find out just how much.” He growled before thrusting forward.

Before I can react, her fingers grip my panties and rip them down my body, trapping my legs in place as she leaves them halfway down my thighs. I gasp when her fingers push inside of me. My thighs tremble as she slowly pumps in and out of my aching center. The combination of pleasure, pain, the chill from the wind blowing the cold temperatures from the sea, and the thrill of possibly being caught have me intoxicated more than any drink ever could.

The thought pushes me closer to the edge. Tears slide down my cheeks as I uselessly claw at the ground beneath me, the sand slipping through my fingers.

Arriana’s fingers disappear and my quiet cries only increase in response, worried I’ve ruined the moment. My fears are quickly assuaged when her tongue runs up my slit, slowly circling my clit before sliding to slip inside of me. “Oh god.” I gasp, my muscles tightening as she fucks me with her tongue, her fingers gripping my thighs so tightly I’m positive they’ll bruise.

“Ar-Arriana.” I pant, pressing back against her. She hums against me, working her jaw faster and shifting her hand to slip between my legs. Her fingers slide along my skin, leaving goosebumps from her touch. I can feel my body tensing as I grow closer to my release.

Her body jerked from his brutal thrusts, her nails clawing at the bark, leaving splinters in her fingers, but she didn’t notice. “Oh god!” She cried out, her vision darkening as her body tensed.

“There’s no god here.” He growled, his rough fingers sliding along her bare skin. Slipping his hand between her thighs, he circled her clit in tight circles, the added pleasure from his touch enough to send her over the edge.

Her euphoric cries echoed loudly around them as she let go. Giving him what he always wanted.

Her pain and her pleasure.

“Come for me, baby.” Arriana’s quiet command has me crying out. My mind a confusing mixture of fiction and reality as the orgasm overtakes me.

I never imagined I would have this. That I would find someone who would accept me for who I am, for my needs, my desires. Who not only loved the idea of who I could be, but the reality of who I am.

As I come back down, I’m pulled into her embrace, giggling as she peppers my face with loving kisses. “I love you,mi vida.” She whispers, her tone full of adoration.

Leaning back, I cup her face and peer into her warm eyes, “Te amo, mi amor. Por siempre y para siempre.”

Epilogue 1

Arriana

I swallow the lump in my throat, unexpectedly nervous.

Fallon peeks up at me, tucking her hair behind her ear. “You alright, my love?” Her forehead creases as she studies my expression closely.

I force a smile on my face, willing the nerves to settle down. There’s no need to be worried, she loves me and I love her. What more is there?

Relaxing at the thought, I lift my drink to my lips, sipping on the water. The cool liquid further helping to settle some of the chaos buzzing inside of me. “Just a lot on my mind.” I finally answer her, my eyes darting to her phone and away again.

Fallon narrows her eyes at me, clearly not accepting my answer but not pushing me on it. With a shrug of her shoulders, she plucks up one of her empanadas, bringing the puff pastry to her lips and taking a small bite.

I watch her closely, my gaze shifting to her phone once more.

“Okay, what?” She demands, waving the pastry in the air. “Obviously something is up because you keep looking at my phone. So just tell me what it is.”

I sigh heavily, frustrated that this isn’t going to plan. It’s been months in the making, and a rather difficult ordeal to make a reality, and somehow I’ve managed to fuck it all up in a matter of moments.

“Have you checked your Insta yet today?” I ask lamely, kicking myself for being so obvious, but what else can I do? She wasn’t checking on her own and I’ll be damned if I miss the moment she does.

Fallon’s brow furrows, confusion clouding her expression. “Not where I thought you were going to go. But, no? Should I have?”

I shrug in response, sipping at my water once more.

Sighing heavily, she snatches up her phone, opening the app as she takes another bite of her empanada. I watch her closely as she reads the screen, her eyes widening. She shifts her gaze to mine and back to the phone quickly, eyes scanning the words I know she’s reading. The wordsIput there.

“How?” She breathes, setting down the uneaten portion of her dessert as she leans forward, clutching the small device in both hands.

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