Page 99 of Beautifully Broken
Van laughs, cutting into his food. “So now it’s about the shirt? Baby doll, I’m pretty sure you’ve been checking me out since we landed.”
“I was eyeing the rum bar,” I tease. “You just happened to be in the way, looking way too good.”
He leans in slightly, voice lower, softer. “We’ve had a lot of firsts lately, you sure you’re ready for what comes next?”
I look straight at him. “Are you asking if I’m ready to stop dancing around this and be something real? Something public?”
His expression shifts, still playful, but there’s something serious there, something careful. “Yeah. That. You’ve always been the girl I didn’t want to mess things up with but you’re all I think about.”
My fingers tighten slightly around my glass, and I lean in so there’s barely any space between us. “Funny, I’ve been wondering what took you so long to catch up.”
He raises an eyebrow. “You ready to move beyond the past and start new?”
I nudge his foot under the table with mine. “You kissed me first, remember? I just turned my head and made it count.”
He lets out a quiet laugh and reaches for my hand. His thumb brushes over mine, and I swear it’s more electric than anything else we’ve done tonight.
“You know this doesn’t feel casual anymore, right?” he says, voice just above a whisper.
“Good,” I say without hesitation. “Because nothing aboutyouhas ever been casual to me.”
The waiter shows up with dessert, some rum-drenched bread pudding with melting ice cream, but neither of us even glances at it.
Van gives me this teasing look. “Dessert?”
I grin as I stand, brushing the sand from the back of my dress. “More like I drag you into that private pool at the room.”
His brows shoot up. “Should I bring wine?”
I lean over, kiss the corner of his mouth, and whisper, “Surprise me.”
And yeah, he definitely doesn’t need to be told twice.
***
We go back to the room and as I cross into the bed area I undo the buttons on the halter of my dress and let it flutter to the floor, stepping out of it wearing just my thong. Glancing back at Van, I see his shirt meeting my dress on the floor. Maybe we won’t make it to the pool.
“Should I go get my bikini or ...” I ask, watching Van as I stand by the bed. He grabs my hand and tugs me into his arms. My breasts press up against his chest as his hands move down to my hips.
“Are you sure Nova?” he asks softly, looking into my eyes, desire turning his amber eyes a molten gold.
“Yes Van, I’m ready. I let Jax fall into the past, and I am ready to move on with you.” I say, moving my arms to his neck and standing on my toes to kiss him. He lifts me with his hands on the back of my thighs and lays me gently on the bed.
“I plan to spend tonight and the rest of the week worshipping you.” He leans in, kissing me, his tongue caressing mine, then lightly drifting his lips down my neck and to my breast. Taking the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue while his other hand pinches and squeezes the other. My back arches for him, silently pleading for more. I feel him smileagainst my body before kissing his way down my stomach and to the top of my mound. “Impatient, baby doll?” he asks pulling off my thong before running his tongue along my slit. A whimper falls from my lips as his fingers open me to him. “You are dripping. So wet for me. ” He says, then his tongue laps at me, up to my clit, where he circles it a few times before slipping a finger into my pussy. Wanting more, I moan his name. He thrusts his finger into me, hitting a spot in me that makes my toes curl as his mouth sucks hard on my clit. The sensations make me call out his name as a wave of pleasure washes over me. My release coats his hand.
“You taste better than that rum dessert we left. I am going to enjoy tasting you all night.” Van says looking up at me from between my thighs.
“I want to taste you, too.” I wiggle, trying to slide down below him to get his pants off. He stops me. “I want tonight to be all about you, Nova. Lay down and let me spend my night making you writhe under me.”
“No, this relationship is a partnership, and I am going to worship you as much as you do me.” I reach down and tug open his pants as he leans back, allowing me room to take them off him. As they slide to the floor, I go down to my knees, caressing his dick. It’s long and girthy and I have no clue how I am going to take even half of him into my mouth. I wrap my hand around the base and lick the tip before looking up at him from beneath my lashes. His eyes are on me and as I circle the tip of his dick with my tongue. His fingers sink into my hair. He helps guide my head as I take him into my mouth, my tongue flattening along the vein underneath. I bob my head up and down his shaft a few times, getting more of him into my mouth each time until the tip hits the back of my throat. I hum with satisfaction as I hold him there, listening to him whisper my name between his moans.
“Nova, my god, your mouth is heaven.” He exclaims with a moan.
Suddenly my phone rings out, stops, and starts again.
“Oh god, that’s Cali. It is how she signals she needs me. I am so sorry.” I look at Van as I jump to my feet and rush to my phone.
“Cali, what is going on?” I ask breathlessly, scared to find out what’s wrong.
