Page 13 of Broken Promise

“Thank you?”

Wesley chuckles as his finger glides overthe lace to where my nipple is hidden. The little nub hardens themoment he touches it, and a soft moan falls from my lips.

“You’re so responsive,” he murmurs. “I betyour pussy is nice and wet.”

“Shit,” I hiss.

No has ever spoken to me this way. No onehas ever touched me before and I am holding my breath inanticipation of what he is going to do next.

He slides my bra straps down my arms beforereaching around me. “I’m going to take this off now. I’ve wonderedfor years what these tits would look like.”

He feels around with a frown while I laugh.“Here,” I say, unsnapping the clasp between my breasts and allowingthem to fall free.

“Fuck,” he curses, grinding his cock againstme as he stares at my breasts.

“Are they okay?” I ask self-consciously, mynervousness and naivety showing.

“Fucking perfect.” His hands mold to theglobes, softly fondling them.

“I always thought they were too big,” I saywithout thinking. “I wanted perky little ones like my friends.”

“You have a spectacular rack,” he murmursbefore sucking on my left nipple.

Damn, that’s good. My body is bombarded byall these new feelings, and I can’t wait to explore more.

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Wesley Blake

She’s stunning, just like I always knew shewould be. I want to strip her naked and worship every inch of herbody until she screams my name and scores her nails down my back. Iwant to devour her and mark her and make sure she knows she belongsto me. I want the whole world to know she is mine.

Losing a loved one offers clarity.

I once told her to live her best life tohonor her brother’s memory and that I would do the same. But Ihaven’t. I’ve been holding back out of some twisted sense ofloyalty. I was keeping a promise to take care of her, but I wasdoing it in the wrong way. I’m the best man for her, I can protecther and make her happier than anyone else can. And I fully intendto prove it.

Grabbing her by the ass, I stand with her inmy arms. It only takes three strides to reach the bed where I layher down as I hold myself up over her. Gently, I push her hair offher forehead before speaking.

“I’m not going to fuck you,” I say softly.She frowns and I continue before she can interrupt. “I want you toknow I am stone-cold sober the first time we are together. I don’twant a single doubt in your mind that this is what I want.”

“Wes…”

“But I am going to strip you naked and makeyou scream my name before we get some sleep. The next couple ofdays are going to be hard on all of us.”

She grabs my shirt and pulls it up my backand over my head. “I better not be the only one naked.”

A chuckle leaves me as I work on her shortsbefore pushing them down her body. I stare at her perfectly waxedpussy, licking my lips.

“Spread your legs,” I demand.

She slowly does what I ask and theanticipation of getting what I want only makes this whole situationbetter. I run my middle finger between her lips slowly, enjoyingthe wetness and heat there. Her entire body bows off the bed when Imake contact with her little clit, and I can’t help but smile.

“You’re so wet, Karmen.” She flushes brightred, and I remember her words from last night. She’s a virgin. “Hasanyone ever touched you?” I ask sliding a single finger into hersex.

“No,” she answers on a moan. “I wanted…”

But she doesn’t finish her sentence, theshallow pump of my finger sending pleasure through her and causingher to gasp.

“What did you want?” I’m toying with her,and I probably shouldn’t push her limits, but I want her to say itout loud. “Tell me, babe.”

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