Page 130 of Leave Me Broken

Ash storms in, glaring at anything that comes into his eyesight. “I told you to stay in—” He squints at my shirt, then stomps across the room. He grips the bottom of the shirt I’m wearing and rips it off my head.

I gasp and throw my arms across my body, but he picks me up and tosses me onto his bed. He pulls off his shirt in one fluid motion and pounces. His lips are hard against mine and I let him take whatever he needs, but he seems to have forgotten his best friend is in the bed right next to us, watching curiously as Ash bites his way down my body. I hiss as he nips at his name. “Mine,” he growls.

“Y-yours.”

“I see you in another man’s clothes again and you won’t be able to sit for two fucking weeks. Don’t try me, Payson.”

I shoot a helpless stare to Luca but he is too busy watching his best friend assault and, no doubt, make me bleed with his teeth.

“You okay, fratello? What happened?”

Ash drags his teeth the entire length of my stomach. A gasp-scream erupts from my me, and he spanks my pussy.

“I went to check on Parker before coming in here. Found him in bed with a girl,” he growls and bites the inside of my thigh. I look down, watching my blood pour from the new wound between my thighs. He sucks in a deep breath, his nose skimming my clit when he does. “After some interrogation he admitted to fucking her.” Well, I’m not exactly happy about that and I hope Janelle kept up with her plans to fuck one—or three guys, I don’t understand why Ash is so mad. “Without a condom.”

Oh, that’s why.

Luca cusses. “Do you want me to talk with him?”

“No.” Ash pushes to his knees. He tugs on his shorts, then he is walking up my body until he is sitting on my chest, his dick in my face. He strokes it with a tight fist, his jaw is set even tighter. Maybe he was right last night when he said I haven’t seen him at his worst. I don’t know if this is it, but he looks so scary. Also, so ridiculously hot. I rub my thighs, craving any friction, and since my arms are pinned to my body, that’s the best I can do.

“No,” he says again. I tilt my head because there is something running through his mind, but I can’t tell what.

Not until he says, “I want you to get over here and eat my girl’s pussy while I fuck her face.”

That definitely is not what I thought he was going to say.

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Ash

I don’t let Payson say a word before I’m shoving my dick down her throat. I’m fucking pissed. Pissed at my son for being so irresponsible and pissed at myself for transferring that anger to what I’m about to do to Payson’s throat.

“Uh, I do not think that is a good idea, fratello.”

Payson gags and I shove deeper, scowling at her. I pull out enough to let her have a short breath, then push farther. “I don’t care,” I growl.

“Ashley.”

Reluctantly, I force my head Luca’s way. He sits on the edge of the bed, watching my dick disappear down Payson’s throat. He swallows. Luca doesn’t claim to be gay, or even bi, but he loves a good dick, and I have a great one. Luca is okay with whatever can get him off. He doesn’t care what’s in their pants. He will happily fall into bed with anyone who interests him. I do not swing that way so the closest we’ve ever gotten is fucking the same girl. But I know my best friend enough to know he wants this. Anyone on this bloody earth would kill to eat Payson’s pussy, and here I am offering it on a fucking silver platter. Our talk last night had me up late thinking. Different scenarios when Payson is around another guy that’s not me. It didn’t matter if they were sixty yards apart or grinding on each other, I wanted to kill every single one.

I want to test how mad this actually makes me. Luca is my best friend—the likeliness of me killing him is low. If I can watch Payson come on his tongue, maybe, just maybe I can get through today without being thrown in prison.

“I bumped into Valerie in the gym.” Pain shoots up from my dick and I whip my head to Payson who just bit me. I rip out of her mouth and grip her throat, still not allowing any air to pass to her lungs. “She mentioned how last night went so well, she wants to continue the mixing today. Since Payson missed out.” I squeeze harder, probably leaving behind a nasty bruise.

Luca says a string of curses in Italian. I turn to look at him. “I need to know if I can handle it. There’s no better test than this.”

Luca flicks a worried look to Payson, and I let go. She gasps for air and glares at me. “You asshole.” Her voice is even raspier than normal. I smile but it doesn’t meet my eyes.

“I think you mean Ash-hole.”

I glance to my best friend, still sitting on the edge of his bed struggling to decide what is right or not. His dick is hard and pressing against his slacks, but I know he worries what will happen after.

“We go back to normal,” I answer his unsaid worries. “Just a one-time thing. Just to push me as far as I can go without breaking.”

“Payson?” Luca asks.

She looks from him to me with so much care in her eyes, subtly shaking her head. “I’m don’t. . .”

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