Page 22 of His Fractured Girl

“I was back in high school,” I tell him. “And kids were being mean. The details are vague,” I lie, but I don’t want to go into it. I don’t want his opinion of me to change. “Thank you for saving me from the evil monsters.” I lean forward and press my lips to his. His lips are soft and sweet. And warm. Safe. I tease my tongue against his skin, begging for entrance, desperate for a taste. His kisses can make me forget everything.

He opens up, and I slide in, feeling the fire light between us. “I owe my savior my gratitude,” I whisper, running my hands down his bare chest, rubbing right over his thick bulge. “I want to show him how much I appreciate him for saving me from the bullies.” He lets out a groan as I squeeze around his girth, feeling the weight of him in my palm. “I want to show him how much I need him.”

“Fuck, baby.”

My hand slides right into his boxers, taking hold of his firm dick. He’s bigger than I expected. But then again, I’ve only ever seen one cock before. And Travis puts Maddock to shame in the size department. Which makes me secretly ecstatic.

“What are you smirking about, babe?”

I sink my teeth down into my lip, sliding under the covers. “I think my boyfriend has a huge dick.” He gives me a wink,sucking in a breath as I lean forward and swipe my tongue across his slit, licking up the drop of cum that was sneaking out. “And you taste good too.”

I wrap my lips around him, craving more of his flavor. His groan is the encouragement I need to know that I’m doing this right. I’ve never given a guy head before, but when his eyes roll back, I know I’m making him feel good. I sink lower, taking him down until he hits the back of my throat. Another groan of praise comes from above and I can tell he likes it deep. I slide back up his shaft, licking around his crown and go right back down, taking him even deeper this time. His grunted curse of approval has me repeating my rhythm, over and over. Steady and tight. Picking up my pace as I find my groove. Suctioning harder as he starts to pant.

His body is tensing beneath me. His grip in my hair tightening. I think he’s close, and I can’t wait to make him tip over the edge.

“I’m almost there, babe.” His ragged words are gritted between his teeth. “Don’t stop. That’s it. Oh fuck… Oh fuck…” His panted grunts are like a drumroll right before the pleasure crashes into him. I hold on to his thighs, sucking down every drop as his hips buck up against me. His cock thrusting deeper down my throat.

I’m soaked between my legs. My pussy contracting as the convulsions rock through him. Giving him head is just as fun as receiving it. And when I open my eyes and find the satisfied look on his face, it makes me want to do it again. And again.

“That was amazing, babe.”

I slide back up his body and nuzzle into him. His strong arms wrap around me, pulling me in close. I feel safe with him. It feels like he really would protect me from the monsters. I just hope he doesn’t hate me when he learns what I did to Presley. For asmuch as Maddock was a monster for what he did, it took two that night. And I chose to betray a friend.

10

Travis

“Did you get enough to eat, babe?”

She swallows down her bite of bacon, nodding. “Yes. Thank you. Breakfast for me is usually a bagel, so pancakes were a real treat.”

I lean across the counter, kissing her nose. Waking up with her wrapped in my arms was a treat for me. “Well, anytime you want to stay the night, you’ll get a full home-cooked meal.” I’m aiming to tempt her into my bed again tonight.

“Mmm… You better be careful what you’re offering. Before you know it, I’ll be moving in.”

I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. Getting to wake her up with my tongue every morning is definitely something I could get used to. God, her pussy purred for me so sweetly. And when she returned the favor… All I can say is her mouth is another one of her hidden talents. Her tongue is like a secret weapon.She could ask anything of me while she’s giving me head and my answer would be yes.

“I’ll be sure to cook waffles for you tomorrow then.” I wink.

She leans in closer, pressing her lips to mine and I savor every lick of her sweetness. She tastes like syrup and sex, and it makes me want to carry her back to my room and go another round. But as much as I want to keep her locked in my bed all day and play with her body until she’s exhausted, she has classes to get to. And knowing her, I don’t think she’ll skip.

“Are you asking me to spend the night again tonight?” she asks as she slips her tongue away from me. God, I could kiss her all day.

“I think you should. In case those bullies start chasing you in your sleep again, I can be there to protect you. By the way, who’s Maddock, babe?” She kept calling his name in her sleep. I was going to ask her about it last night, but then she distracted me with her magical little tongue, swallowing all my thoughts away as she took me all the way down the back of her throat, constricting the cum right out of my dick.

When her shoulders tense at the mention of his name, the breakfast in my stomach churns. The look on her face has me worried there’s an ex in the picture whom she still has feelings for. It’s the one thing we really haven’t discussed yet: our past relationships. There’s not much to say on my end, because no one ever made it past a few months before their true colors showed through, but I’m not sure I can say the same for Sophie. She said she was broken. She could’ve been insinuating that her heart was broken. And I can’t forget about the part of her being anti football players. I wonder if this Maddock guy was one.

“Why do you ask?” And that right there has me worried. She’s evading the question.

“Because you were calling for him in your sleep.”

“It was just a dream.” She shrugs, but with that worried look shadowing her features, I’m not buying it.

“I know it was a dream, but who is he?”

“Just a guy I went to school with.”

“A guy you liked?”

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