Broken Cheaters

by Lacey Silks

  He finally took my mouth. His lips were hard and full of need, and it felt like he hadn’t kissed me in years, not hours. I unbuttoned his shirt and took it off his shoulders. His heat warmed me, his tongue seduced me, and his hands were magically summoning lust from deep inside my body as he cupped my sensitive breasts and squeezed my nipples. My robe slid off my shoulders and Axel pulled away to get a full look at my body. He practically devoured me with his gaze before shoving the papers littering his desk to the floor in a classic move that made my pulse race as the anticipation of what we’d do next slowly sizzled along my skin.

  He spun me around and, with a coy smile, helped me lie down on the wooden surface. The cool desk assaulted my overheated skin as Axel lifted my legs and set my heels right on the edge while bringing my ass closer. He looked like an artist preparing his masterpiece.

  “Beautiful.” The word rumbled out of his chest, sending shivers up my spine.

  The kisses began at my knee, then drifted down my thigh to the nook below my hip, underneath my navel, down to the other side, and up my thigh. The next trip was on the inside of my leg, its path deliberate toward the heat between my legs. I expected him to tease me and make his way up the other side. Instead, Axel flattened his tongue over my swell and licked the heat right off. My whole body tensed, and I shivered with delight.

  A gentle breath followed, drawing my focus even more to that spot. I slid my hands off my breasts and down to between my legs where his head was hovering. My fingers weaved into his hair as I guided him to that same spot. The kiss brought my back arching up and off the desk as I pressed his head to my flesh. He licked in lazy circles at first, from time to time flicking my clit, taking my pleasure to new heights before locking his mouth on me. He sucked me in between his lips and then the wonderful torture began as his fingers slid inside me with ease, pumping in and out, hooking to that right spot and massaging me from the inside. My world was becoming hazy as the feverish dance of his tongue overpowered my mind. I felt the flames of his gifted mouth spread outward, heating me to the point of combustion, sending orgasmic sparks along my limbs.

  I pressed his head harder, taking away his breath, and screamed, “Oh, God!” my body shaking underneath him, then guiding his persistent mouth away from me.

  The desk surface was no longer cold but slick with my sweat as I tried to find some sort of a balance before I skyrocketed out of this world. And then I looked up as Axel stood above me, his mouth slick with my juices, as he unbuckled his pants in slow motion. It was the most beautiful sight ever. Tanned and lean, his body glistening with drops of sweat, he was a marvel. The pants slid down his thighs, and that’s when I saw that he was commando. His cock flew up to greet me and the next wave of anticipation grew, with me anxious to have him fill me.

  “I’m disrupting your work,” I teased. “Maybe I should go.”

  “Baby, you’re about to see me start working.”

  I laughed as he pressed my knees to the sides, opening me wider and lining himself up. He gave me a knowing look that he was about to start and expecting the impact, I closed my eyes. Instead of slamming into me, Axel slid in nice and easy, the way he always had since we found out that I was pregnant. His hips swayed in some sort of a dance. His cock was so hard, I felt the head rub against my internal muscles and I squeezed around him.

  “Fuck, I’m going to blow too fast like this.”

  He eased in and out a few times, my hips joining his rhythm. Needing this feeling to last longer than either of us probably could, I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. He lowered his body to my breasts, forcing my legs to extend up and onto his shoulders. The position only made me feel that much more of him inside me, building that pressure in my lower half once again. His mouth devoured my breast, sucking in the nipple, biting it with his lips, extending and letting go, while the other hand massaged my other side, fondling and caressing. I couldn’t get enough of his lips.

  “Harder,” I moaned and he fulfilled my wish, his balls slapping against my ass. Each pounce was calculated, delivering the most impact. He pulled his mouth away from my breast and our gazes connected. His face said everything I needed to know. There was not an ounce of doubt that he wanted to love me for the rest of his life. I knew if he’d have me, I’d return the feeling ten times over. I loved this man so much that my heart was hurting. A tear snuck out of my eyes and Axel stopped.

  “Are you okay?” he asked with concern.

  “Yes, I’m just so happy. They’re happy tears. Don’t stop.”

  He withdrew, set my legs down, and said, “Turn around, baby.”

  I flipped over on the desk, my legs down on the ground and ass perfectly bent at the edge. It took less than a second for Axel to be inside me, reviving the bliss.

  He resumed his momentum, speeding up with each thrust, holding onto my hips, pushing me deeper onto himself. I stretched my arms out, holding onto the edges of the desk, my mind spinning as I felt my pussy rub itself on the wooden surface as Axel moved in and out, the rhythm speeding, my pulse racing, and the friction heating between the desk and me. He was lost above me, grunting on each plunge.

  Pleasure rolled through my body and I tightened my grip. Axel drove into me one last time, stilling, yelling out his satisfaction, and then slowly leaning down to rest his body on top of mine. We breathed in tandem, the sound of our exhalations and the smell of sweat and sex hovering above us.

  “Trish?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “We’ll find Jack. We’ll find him and forget about him. I promise you that.” I leaned to the side and twisted my body so that I could kiss him.

  “I know they will. And I hope it’s soon because I don’t want to be looking over my shoulder anymore.”

  “Let’s not think about Jack. Lets get you all cleaned up and get some rest.” He stood up, lifted me into his arms, and carried me upstairs to the bathroom that adjoined our bedroom.

  As we showered, Axel washed me from the bottom up, pausing at my nether regions only to get me going again. I’d never thought there was a man strong enough to hold me up against the wall on top of his shoulders as he ate me out, but Axel did it with ease. Once I settled, he took me from the back while massaging my pussy with his fingers, pulling a third orgasm out of me within the hour. By the time we were done, my muscles ached deliciously, but it wasn’t even the beginning of the night of love making we were about to have. Each time, he worshiped my body with tender kisses, teasing bites, love whispers, and dirty words that turned me on like a switch. His hormone levels clearly matched mine because his drive was merciless.

  Sated, aching in the most delectable way, I stared out into the darkness. There was barely any light.

  “Axel? Talk to me about my sister. Was she happy? Sad?”

  “Chloe was a ray of sunshine when I needed her. She made me want to be a better man.”

  “She was amazing, wasn’t she?”

  “She was the best decorator I ever met. When she walked into a room to design it, she felt it.”

  “How was she when you met her?”

  “Lost. She was jumpy and afraid. It was probably one of the coldest days of the year. I saw her at a party. She didn’t belong there, and when I talked to her I realized that she was looking for shelter and food. I couldn’t just leave her, so we went to get a few burgers and ice cream. Chloe loved ice cream.”

  He smiled at the memory.

  “Thank you for giving her a chance. I bet you gave her some of the happiest days she’d ever had.”

  “I hope so. It was the least she deserved.”

  “Is it hard talking about her? Because for me, it makes it easier. Knowing that she had you and then Trevor, it eases the pain.”

  He flipped onto his stomach and turned on the lamp at the bedside table. “It’s not. Especially to you.”

  “Did you love her?” I asked, surprised by my own question. Of course he loved her. They shared a son.

  “I did. I fell hard for Chloe, the
same way I fell hard for you. She tamed me. Up until the time I met her, I never left home without a gun. Chloe changed that. She made me believe in the honesty of life again. When I found out that she died, I wanted to die as well. The only thing that kept me tied to this world was Trevor. I would have been lost without him. I never imagined that I’d get a chance to meet another woman as wonderful as she was.”

  I snuggled into him, saying, “I miss her.”

  He traced the scar in the middle of my chest. The tender touch reminded me that my sister had saved my life. “We’ll always miss her, but she’ll always be with us as well.”

  She would be, wouldn’t she? Axel held me that night until morning. I fell asleep listening to the sound of his breaths. My new heart was beating in a pattern that reminded me of a ticking time bomb, and I pushed the thought away.

  I shouldn’t have.

  Chapter 23

  “Mom! We’re home!” I called out.

  “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing those words.” My mother came out to greet us and squeezed me tightly before picking Trevor up into her arms. “Happy belated birthday, pumpkin.”

  “Thank you, Grandma.”

  “There’s a special present for you out on the patio, and I hear that George is baking something special for later on.”

  “It’s a dinosaur cake! George promised me a dinosaur cake.”

  “Go see how much he’s done. I’m pretty sure there’s a bowl or two in the kitchen ready to be licked clean.”

  Trevor ran off and my mother took me under her arm. “How are you feeling? Your nose has healed. How’s work?”

  “Work is good. I’ve officially moved into Axel’s house.” I looked back to see the smile on his face as he overheard us chatting.

  “So, you two are serious?”

  “Yes, very much so.”

  “Come, let’s eat lunch and chat. George made your favorite tuna salad.”

  At the mention of tuna, I felt my stomach swirl. My breakfast came up so fast that I barely made it to the bathroom. When I returned, Axel was sitting in the kitchen, sipping on a coffee with my mom.

  “I’m so happy you’re back so quickly,” my mother chirped. “But if you could just have given us a day’s more notice then Don could have rearranged his appointments and been here for the entire day.”

  I’d made the decision to visit them at the last minute, and since Axel needed a weekend away from work, it was perfect timing. Under the pretense that we’d tell my parents about the pregnancy, I came back home. Except I had other plans for this weekend that Axel wasn’t aware of, and although I felt guilty, it was the only way we could put the nightmare that was Jack Powers behind us.

  “Mom, it’s okay. We weren’t really planning to come this weekend, but, well, there’s something we really wanted to tell you. Maybe we should wait until dad gets home?”

  “Is everything okay? Are you feeling well? Is it your heart?”

  “No, Mom. Nothing like that. It’s good news.” I reached for Axel’s hand and squeezed it. My Mom’s gaze drifted from our grip to our faces, and she went pale.

  “You’re pregnant?” she asked.

  “Just over ten weeks.”

  “Oh, my God! George! We’re going to have a baby!” she screamed.

  From then on, there were lots of tears, hugs, and more tears, right up until the moment my father came home and it started all over again. Once we settled in for the weekend, Axel used my father’s office to work from, and I fooled around the pool with Trevor and my father. While Axel didn’t want to admit that he was still worried about Jack, I could read his face better than anyone, and I couldn’t stand by another day watching him deteriorate because of that man.

  “Mom? Would you guys mind watching Trevor while I go out? I don’t want to interrupt Axel.”

  “Yes, of course. Can I ask where you’re heading?”

  “I’m actually going to meet with Mr. Powers.”

  “Oh, honey. Do you think that’s a good idea?” my mother asked.

  “If there’s anyone who can help me, it’s Jack’s father. He’s a good man.”

  “I can actually attest to that,” my father confirmed. “And I can come with you if you’d like.”

  “No, that won’t be necessary. I won’t be long, I promise. We’re meeting at the Sweet and Sour, and I’ll call you when I get there and when I leave.”

  “And if you see anything suspicious, you’ll call the police?”

  “I promise.”

  I went to change, kissed Trevor goodbye, and left without interrupting Axel. Just after one o’clock, I was sitting across from Jack’s father. Our chit chat was amicable and exactly what I expected from the honest Congressman.

  “Patricia, I’m very happy for you and Axel. That’s wonderful news.”

  “Thank you. We’re very excited, except I won’t be able to rest, and neither will Axel, until Jack’s found.”

  “I’ve known your family for a very long time, and I wish I could help you more.”

  “Mr. Powers, I know Jack is your son, but he tried to kill me. He must have access to some money and funds to survive, and I think you’re the one who knows him best.”

  “Pat, I already told the police everything I know. And I would tell you as well if I knew anything at all. There’s no way I would ever help a fugitive, even though he’s my son. I did everything Chloe asked, and I’ll do everything you ask as well.”

  “Why?”

  “Because deep inside I feel like it’s my fault – what has become of my son. Somewhere down the line, I made a mistake, and if I could take it back I would. I wish I knew where we’d gone wrong. Was it the lack of appreciation for hard work? I don’t know. I closed the doors for Jack to get into office. I wanted to help him, and told him to keep a low profile if he wanted to have any kind of life, but obviously he didn’t listen.”

  Couldn’t his son have been more like him? A genuine human being with a heart? What had happened in Jack’s life to turn him against humanity?

  “I’m sure you did everything you could. I’m just trying to find answers.”

  “As you should.” He paused for a moment before lifting his gaze and shaking his head. “I saw the tape, Pat. I saw what he did to her and what the other men did as well. She didn’t deserve to go through that pain. She deserved better than Jack. Much better. And believe me, those other men have paid for their sins already. I made sure of that. Once Jack is found, he’ll finally pay as well.”

  I narrowed my brows. “Why didn’t he before?”

  Mr. Powers sighed. “He’s been blackmailing me for years. Nothing big, but enough to ruin my career. All three of my daughters work for me. They would be without jobs and without the means to support their families. I was protecting my family from my own son. I thought keeping Jack out of office would be enough, that he would settle down and realize his mistakes, but obviously I was wrong.”

  “We all underestimated him.”

  He reached over the table for my hand, saying, “Your sister was a smart woman, and I’m truly sorry for what happened to her in college and then to both of you that night when Jack hit your car and fled the scene.”

  “Now that I know the truth, I don’t think that he wanted us just to have an accident. I think he wanted us dead.”

  Mr. Powers nodded, sadness filling his eyes.

  “I believe you’re right, Pat. Now that I think about all the times he’s mentioned you, I think he’s been fixated on finding you after Chloe died.”

  “Can you tell me everything he’s said?”

  “Just that you would ruin him, the way your sister tried to ruin him. I’m sorry if this is painful, but he said that he was glad Chloe drowned.”

  “How did he know that she drowned?” I asked.

  “I’m not sure. Police reports? Hospital reports?”

  “Those were only available to the immediate family. My father made sure they were not made public.”

  “Jack has
a lot of influence. Or at least he used to.”

  I didn’t doubt that, but when my chest squeezed tighter, I knew that my sister was trying to tell me something. What was it?

  “I’m sorry. This can’t be easy on you.”

  “It’s not. But I have three beautiful daughters, and as a father and a man, let me give you some advice: be careful until he’s found. Please. Do not underestimate Jack again.”

  “Thank you. I will. And thank you for helping Chloe as well.”

  “It was the least I could do, Pat. I must get going.”

  “Thank you for meeting with me.”

  “Stay well and take care of yourself. If I hear anything at all about Jack, I’ll get in touch.”

  We parted ways and I got back in my mother’s car, but I didn’t start the ignition for a while. I just sat there, thinking; though I couldn’t quite remember what I was thinking about. The time I spent in the car felt more like listening. I was listening to the beating of my heart as it changed its pulses.

  “What is it, Chloe?” I asked.

  I knew she wanted to tell me something, but I didn’t know what or why. I didn’t understand her urgency until I started driving home and ended up on the same uphill road as the night we’d had the accident. I pulled over at the site where we’d rolled off the hill and parked near the bridge that crossed the main road. The day was bright and after standing by the rail, looking down into the valley where the river flowed at its summer depth, I felt the sun’s rays tinge my shoulders, rousing me from my thoughts.

  I walked further up the road where a trail had been cleared by the bridge and crossed over the railing. The valley here was steep, and I edged down to the river with caution. Once there, I removed my shoes, sat on a rock underneath a lone tree near the bank, and soaked my feet. If the river had been that shallow the night of the accident, my sister wouldn’t have drowned.

  I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, but it must have been a while because my stomach growled in hunger. As I put my shoes back on, my heart began beating more quickly.