Page 75 of Beautifully Broken
Slowly, her eyes travel down as her hand slips under the water, heading straight to her pussy. Now, this is a fantasy, the vision of her pleasuring herself… Is she actually going to...
“I touch myself all the time thinking about you.” Her middle finger circles her clit, making my cock throb even more.
I barely hold back a groan. “Fuck, I’m such a lucky man getting to watch this.”
A sweet and sexy smile curls her kiss-swollen lips. “I think about this hand being yours, and what your mouth would feel like playing with my pussy.” She moans the last words breathily.
“Sweet Jesus.” She’s giving me a showanddirty talk? I fight the urge to grab my cock because she deserves my full attention.
Ava pants as her wrist moves faster under the water, blurring my view. With a few heavy breaths, her eyes pop open and her hand stills. Taking my wrist, she moves my hand to the crease of her thigh and places my thumb on her clit.
“I trust you, Braiden.”
I go dizzy, feeling like I've been given the biggest responsibility in the world. And I damn well have.
“Place your hand on top of mine.” I drop my tone. “Set the pace on how you like to be touched.” At my direction, the blacks of her eyes dilate. Good. She likes this. “You’re the real one in charge here and can stop me any time you want. Okay?”
She nods, looking dazed as my thumb matches her rhythm. Grinding onto my hand and hers, she watches me, seemingly in awe. A pink flush colors her cheeks and chest, her breasts rising and falling with heavy breaths, lips parted and eyes rolling back. What a magical moment she’s trusting me with. When her hand lifts from mine and both of hers rest on my shoulders, my heart jumps to my throat. With just my thumb touching her, I keep the rhythm she left me with, circling softly and reveling in the feel of her arousal.
“God, yes,” she breathes into my ear, and a shiver ripples down my spine. “Oh, God.”
“Who’s making you feel good, baby?” Easing off pressure, I nearly stop rubbing her completely until I hear my name.
“You, Braiden.” Her hips flex into my thumb, searching for friction. Satisfaction lights me up inside. “More, please. Build me up again, then tease me. Even if I can’t come, I’m enjoying this. You’re making me feel so good.”
I’mable to make her feel good. Her head tilts back as her little noises continue. Proud is a damn understatement for her facing her trauma and being open with me. For trusting me. Emotion creeps to my chest and rests in my throat, mingling with how turned on I am. Pride and desire are a heady combination. Somehow, I manage to stay focused on the moment.
Giving her what she asks for, I slowly edge her, then back off. I want this moment to flip the switch in her brain, to show her she’s capable of falling over the edge into ecstasy with the man who loves her. Ava’s whimpers grow, and excitement pumps through my veins. Picking up my pace, she moves with me, grinding faster against my thumb. Fingernails dig into my shoulders as hereyes meet mine. A flash of fear passes through as she’s reaching her peak, but I can’t lose her. Not now.
“You can do this, Ava. You’re in charge. Take what you need from me, baby.” Her hand covers mine, yet she doesn’t pull mine away. With a shaky nod, she glances down, whimpering as she watches our fingers. “Keep grinding your pussy against me so you can make yourself come.”
“Oh my... yesss.” She’s so close. I keep my pace steady until her eyes widen, her body freezes, and she shudders with a silent scream before immediately pushing to her knees, away from my hand. “I… I came,” she instantly replies as her eyes meet mine. She’s completely taken aback as she trembles in my arms.
“That’s my girl.” A triumphant smile stretches over my face as my eyes blur. “You did it.” It’s her who now cups my face, wiping a tear away.
I never thought I’d cry from watching a woman orgasm, but with Ava, every moment with her is more special than the last. I can’t get enough of how she makes me feel.
Blinking back to focus, her eyebrows are drawn together, fighting back tears.
“I should have been honest with you sooner.” There’s a bit of frustration in her tone.
“It wasn’t the right time for you.” I sit taller, pressing my lips to hers gently.
“You gave me an orgasm.” Her grin grows, eyes lighting up, giddiness overtaking her now that she’s past the shock of the moment. “I was able to let you touch me, and I enjoyed it.”
“Yougave yourself the power and strength to own your pleasure.” Before I can even finish, she kisses me fiercely before pulling back to look at me. “Thank you for trusting me to be part of that experience.”
“I really want you to do that to me again.”
My smile has never felt bigger.
“Get to the point of just you touching me, and then work up to other things…” she trails off.
“That sounds perfect, lovebug.”
Biting her lip, she palms me over my swim shorts. “Now, let me take care of this.”
My head shakes. “I want you to focus on how big of a deal tonight was for you. My dick can wait.”
