Page 31 of Broken Promises
“But you don’t know me. Not really.”
“I know enough to know you’re one of the most resilient people I’ve ever met. You’re also kind, understanding, smart, beautiful, and one day, hopefully sooner rather than later, you’ll be all mine.” I paused as her eyes softened before adding, “I don’t expect you to be on the same page as me, but I’ll wait as long as it takes until you’re ready.”
She went to say something, but I placed my finger over her lips. “If you can’t say it yet, then you don’t need to apologize or try to avoid it. I just wanted you to know.”
She pressed up and brought her soft lips to mine as a response. It wasn’t the beautiful words I wanted to hear, but the action spoke louder than words. When she shifted and straddled my lap as she brought her hands up to my shoulders, I willed mycock to stay down. Her tongue licked the seam of my lips, and I opened my mouth to allow her entry.
The longer the kiss went on, the closer she got to my throbbing cock, and carefully, I held her hips and pushed. She broke the kiss and looked at me with a panged expression as she scooted back to the couch.
“Hannah, baby, I don’t want you to do something that you’ll regret later just because you’re upset or think you need to do this.”
“I was doing it because I wanted to, but I guess you don’t,” she said and stood from the couch.
I understood she was having a bad day and was probably reeling from all the information she’d learned, but I wouldn’t let her even begin to think I didn’t want every part of her. Grabbing her wrist, I tugged her until she was in front of me before patting my lap. Carefully, she sat on my thighs, and I gripped her hips and pulled her over my cock.
Stifling a groan, I looked at her and huskily asked, “Does this feel like I don’t want you?” I lifted my hips and pressed up into her warm center. “Do you feel how hard I am for you? But I’m using restraint because the first time I’m with you, I don’t want to be an animal. You deserve romance and tenderness, and right now . . .” I moved one hand to the back of her neck, and she moaned softly as I brought my lips to her ear. “Right now, I’d fuck you into the mattress until we both passed out.”
She pulled back and her icy eyes were almost glowing in the afternoon light as she whispered, “What if that’s what I want?”
I squeezed the back of her neck harder and replied, “Don’t push me, baby. I’m barely hanging on right now.”
She moved her hips, rubbing her crotch up and down my cock, and I slammed my lips against hers as I thrust up to match her movements. Our tongues battled as she rocked back and forth with increasing speed. If I could make her come likethis, maybe it would be enough for now, but I knew hearing her moans grow in intensity was going to set my inner animal free.
I broke the kiss, and she tilted her head to the side as my tongue roamed down her slender neck. “Mmm,” she moaned, and I felt cum leaking from my cock as her sounds grew louder.
“Are you gonna come, baby?” I asked as I kissed under her ear, and she nodded as her hips moved up and down my denim-covered length.
I could feel her heat through both pair of jeans and could only imagine how perfect her pussy was going to be when I finally sank balls deep into her. She shifted slightly, and I sat back and watched as her face filled with ecstasy while she came. Her eyes were closed and her head was back as she buried her nails into my shoulders.
The pain triggered me to come as she continued to rock through the aftershocks. I didn’t realize I’d closed my eyes at our perfect moment until she leaned over and kissed me softly. Opening my eyes, I saw a smiling Hannah staring me in the eyes as we both shivered through the last moments of our shared release. I’d made a mess of myself, but I didn’t care. For her, it was worth it.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I released the back of her neck and brushed a sweaty lock of brown hair from her cheek.
She blushed before answering, “That was really hot.”
I smiled as she chuckled in my lap. I’d been worried how she would react to anything sexual, and I admit I’d spoken with someone I trusted to see how to proceed carefully. What I didn’t expect was her to be the aggressor, or for something so basic that wasn’t sex to be so fucking hot.
She slipped to the side and rested her head on my chest as she said, “I’m not broken by what happened, so please don’t think I need special treatment. That’s what makes me feel broken. And I promise, if I get triggered, I’ll tell you.”
“Or we could have a safe word,” I suggested, and she looked up at me.
“I’m not letting you smack my ass, Rhys. That’s not my thing.”
Leaning over, I pecked her on the lips and began to tickle her, enjoying the joyous laughter as I asked, “What is your thing, huh? Tell me.”
I was half on top of her, tickling her sides, and she was shaking her head, trying to get away, when I heard my phone chime, making a very distinctive sound. I knew what the chime meant, and I needed to take care of it before I missed my window.
Sitting up, I offered her my hands and helped her up. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and read the coded message before closing the encrypted app. She was smiling at me as I turned to face her.
Taking her hands into mine, I explained, “I just got a notification about some business that I need to handle. I don’t want to, but I have to take care of it, and then I’ll be back to take you to dinner. Will you be okay while I’m gone?”
“You’re leaving?” she asked, her forehead wrinkled in confusion.
“I promise, I’ll be back in a few hours, but I can’t let this wait. Can you forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive,” she said with a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Leaning close, I caressed her cheek as I pressed my lips to hers, purposely keeping our kiss chaste. Stopping was harder than I thought it would be, and I pressed my brow to hers as I begged, “Please don’t be upset.”
