Break Me (Shattered)

by Jo-Anna Walker

I knew that I would have to face him sooner rather than later and get this argument settled between us, but right then I wanted nothing to do with him.

  I grabbed the channel changer and put down my book, lying back on my couch. My phone rang, and I saw that it was Sebastian calling me. My pussy clenched with desire at just reading his name on my phone. I bit back a groan.

  I didn’t think he’d actually call me. I really should have learned to never underestimate him. Picking up my phone, I swiped across the screen and placed it to my ear. “Hello?”

  “Oh, I have definitely missed the sound of your voice, little one.”

  “Sebastian.” I said. I closed my eyes as the chocolaty smoothness of his deep voice washed over me.

  “Mmm…and I’ve missed the sound of you breathing my name.”

  My loins ached for him. “It’s just you, baby. You’re the only man I’ve ever breathed his name for.”

  “Then those men didn’t know what they were doing.”

  I laughed. “No, but you definitely do.”

  “I do,” he said, sounding smug.

  “Are you okay though?” I asked, concern for him filling my voice. I was shocked at how much I was worried for his safety. I’m sure he could take Jose on his own, but that man scared me. He was downright evil.

  “What do you mean?”

  “I haven’t heard from you in weeks,” I replied, my cheeks heating at how much I sounded like a nag.

  He sighed. “Yeah, business has had some minor fuckups.”

  I frowned, lying back on the couch. “Okay. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.”

  “Is that the only reason why you wanted me to call you?”

  I chewed on my bottom lip. “Well, no, but that was the main reason.”

  “What was the other reason, little one?” He said, his voice lowering.

  My heart sped up. “I was going to ask you if you wanted to come over.”

  “I always want to come over, baby.”

  I smiled. “Good, ’cause my door is always open to you.”

  “I like the sound of that. Where are you?”

  “I’m at home,” I answered, turning to the TV.

  “Oh? What are you doing?” His voice lowered.

  “I was watching TV, but now I’m talking to you.”

  “Sounds fun.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Oh yeah, tons.”

  He chuckled. “What are you watching?”

  “Adult cartoons.”

  “Adult cartoons?” he asked, sounding disappointed.

  I laughed. “Were you hoping I’d say porn?”

  “Well, yeah.”

  I smiled, feeling brazen. “Why do I need to watch porn when I have you?”

  “Oh, little one, you read my fucking mind. Are you sure you want me to come over?” he teased.

  My heart sped up. “Yes, please.”

  “Would you like that, little one?”

  I took a deep breath and sighed. “Oh, yes.”

  “Good. Unlock your door.” And with that, he hung up.

  I frowned and threw my phone on the table. I really needed to teach that man some phone etiquette.

  Standing from the couch, I walked to my apartment door and unlocked it, smiling to myself when I saw the broken security chain.

  ***

  I woke to late night TV awhile later. Gotta love those adult cartoons. Lying on my couch, I realized that I must have fallen asleep.

  Rolling onto my back, I frowned. Sebastian never came over. Disappointment washed over me, and I was surprised at how much I missed him.

  My apartment was completely dark except for the glow coming from the TV.

  A moment later, the hair on my arms stood on end as I felt eyes wandering over me. My heart sped up as excitement flew through me. “I know you’re there, Sebastian.”

  A deep chuckle came from the kitchen. “Really? Then why don’t you come and find me.”

  My stomach flip-flopped and excitement grew inside me. Shivers ran down my spine. I feigned boredom and pretended to yawn. “Please, these cartoons are way more entertaining.”

  “Is that so?” His voice was deep and sultry.

  I giggled and looked toward the kitchen but couldn’t see him at all in the darkness. Placing one arm above my head, I sighed. Feeling a moment of bravery, I bent my legs, took a deep breath, and then spread them apart.

  I smiled when I heard an intake of breath from somewhere in the dark kitchen. Knowing he could see all of me, I ran a hand up my inner thigh until I reached my core. Pausing, I waited. “You know, it’s kind of lonely over here.”

  There was no response.

  “Okay, guess I’m going to have to take care of this myself then.” I called out. Placing my other hand on my inner thigh, I brought my finger up to my mouth and inserted it between my lips, slowly sucking on it. Releasing it with a pop, I ran it down my stomach, igniting shivers down my spine. Squeezing my thigh, I smoothed my finger through my wet folds, making myself gasp as I touched the sensitive nub. I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes as I flicked my clit. Arching my hips, I moaned.

  “Make yourself come for me, baby.”

  My eyes snapped open, and I saw Sebastian standing at the end of the couch. I reached out to him. “Touch me,” I begged.

  He shook his head, looking down at my hand between my legs. “Come for me.”

  I groaned and rubbed my clit harder.

  “That’s it, little one. Make yourself wet for me.”

  I cried out as tingles spread through my body, and I inserted a finger in my core.

  “Are you wet for me?” he said, the words smooth as a purr.

  “Yes.”

  “Use two hands,” he demanded.

  As I thrust my finger in me, I rubbed my clit with my other hand.

  “Are you thinking of me?” His voice lowered as he watched me pleasure myself.

  “Always.” I panted, imagining it was him pleasuring me. Feeling his rough hands on my body. How could I not be thinking about him when he was right there? A couple of feet away from me. Knowing that he wouldn’t touch me yet made the anticipation build up quickly.

  “Do you want me to fuck you, little one?”

  I squeezed my eyes shut as ecstasy traveled through my body. “Yes, please...”

  “Come first. Scream my name, baby,” he demanded, his voice firm.

  A moment later, I screamed his name as an orgasm erupted from my insides, almost breaking me in two. After the tremors left my body, I lay there panting, watching Sebastian watch me with those beautiful dark eyes of his.

  He then walked around to my side and grabbed my hands, but not before I noticed the very large bulge in his pants. Looked like someone else enjoyed that almost as much as I did.

  I gasped, my eyes going wide as he took my fingers into his mouth and sucked them. He moaned, his tongue peeking out to lick the juices off of my hand. “Fuck, little one.”

  I smiled. The sound of the TV turning off and putting me into pitch blackness made me jump. Now I definitely couldn’t see anything. “Sebastian. Seriously?”

  There was no response. “I’m not a fan of the dark, you know. You never know what’s lurking in it.”

  Still no response. I reached out, feeling for him, but he was no longer beside me. I rose to my feet and was almost instantly attacked from behind, Sebastian pushing me up against the back of the couch.

  My breathing was labored as his hands travelled up my body and under the hem of my shirt. “Do you always sleep in just a T-shirt?” Sebastian whispered in my ear.

  “Now I do,” I moaned. “It’s better access.”

  “For who, little one?”

  He knew the answer already. I smiled. “For you, Sebastian.”

  A deep growl erupted from his throat. “I’d say. I guess I should come over more often then.”

  My heart jumped at that, and I leaned back against him as he continued running his hands up my body.

  “I take it you wo
uld like that?” He chuckled.

  “Yes…please…”

  “I enjoyed watching you touch yourself, little one.”

  I smiled. “I thought you would.”

  He sighed. “I’ve missed you so much, baby.” His voice was low, and it no longer carried the playfulness from just a second ago. His calloused hands smoothed down my torso, thumbs grazing my nipples.

  I leaned back harder and ground my ass into his hips, feeling him harden against me.

  He groaned.

  I smiled. I loved having that control, and I loved the way he made me feel…alive. Like a woman who had unleashed her inner animal.

  Turning in his arms, I lifted my T-shirt off of me.

  His eyes travelled over my naked form, kneeling before him.

  I brought my hand up to his cheek and ran my thumb over his full bottom lip, him kissing it as it moved.

  “Little one…” he whispered. His hands moved down my back and cupped my ass, squeezing and pulling me against him.

  I linked my hands around his neck and brought his mouth down to mine. The kiss was slow and tender at first, very different from the other times. Something was off with him, but I couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

  His tongue entered my mouth slowly, as if he were asking for permission. I moaned, but his kiss felt…emotional. He moved from my mouth to my jaw and down my neck, trailing light, hot kisses along the way. Grabbing my breast in a large hand, he kneaded and lowered his mouth to it.

  I cried out as his tongue circled my nipple, making me arch against him.

  Lifting his head, he grabbed my jaw and placed a rough kiss on my lips.

  “Sebastian.”

  He looked down at me and turned me, placing my hands on the back of the couch.

  My heart thumped against my chest as I heard a belt buckle loosen and a zipper go down.

  I looked behind me and saw Sebastian standing naked behind me, looking at me as if he wanted to devour my very soul. His hooded eyes drank up my naked postorgasmic body, and he took a step toward me. “Hold on, little one.”

  I turned around and tightened my hold on the back of the couch as he came up behind me.

  Wrapping an arm around my middle, he lifted me. Running his hand up my body to my neck, he held my jaw and stuck his finger in my mouth.

  I lightly sucked it and gasped as he thrust his cock in me.

  He grunted and pounded into me from behind as he held onto my jaw. When he finally released me, he ran his hand through the back of my hair, making goose bumps coat my skin.

  “Sebastian.”

  He groaned, holding onto my hips, and continued to fuck me against the couch.

  I cried out as euphoria spread through my body, igniting my blood on fire.

  "That's it. Come for me, baby." His hips picked up speed, lengthening my climax. Sebastian’s orgasm followed soon after as he shook against me.

  Turning me, he wrapped my legs around his waist. I straddled his lap and rested my head against his chest and sighed.

  “Did you like that, little one?”

  I lifted my head. “I always like it, Sebastian. Actually, I think like isn’t even the right word.”

  He chuckled and then looked serious, as if he was thinking about something.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked quietly.

  He looked down at me but still didn’t answer my question.

  I frowned. “Sebastian, I think I know you well enough by now to know when something’s wrong.”

  His face was cast in the dim shadow of the moonlight but I could still see him clearly enough to know that something was tugging at his emotions. His hands dug into my ass, and I groaned.

  I gasped. “Stop…trying to…distract me.”

  Instead of answering, his one hand went up to my neck and pulled my mouth down to his.

  I tried resisting. I really wanted to know what was wrong, but my body gave into its desires, and I gave up. “Sebastian.”

  Our mouths moved together as our tongues danced. Panting, I lifted my mouth from his. “I want to feel you.”

  His breath hitched as I slowly moved between his legs. “Like what you see, little one?” he asked.

  Ah, now there was the man I’d grown to like. I wrapped my hand around his cock and smiled to myself when it hardened under me.

  “Little one.” He placed his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, his chest pumping up and down.

  I rose to my knees, still stroking him, and licked his bottom lip.

  His tongue peeked out.

  I bit his lip before covering his mouth with mine. A deep groan rose from his throat, and I smiled against his lips. Releasing him, I took that as my chance, so I moved off his lap and before he knew what I was doing, I had him in my mouth.

  “Oh shiiiiit.”

  I released him with a pop and brought him back in, taking him to the back of my throat. I could taste myself on him, the acidity warming my tongue. Moving my hand with my mouth, I released him again.

  He groaned and I smiled. The way his body responded to my touch made me feel powerful and in control. It was exhilarating, and now I understood why he enjoyed being the dominating one so much.

  Licking underneath the veined muscle and all the way to the top and around the head, I closed my mouth over him one more time, relaxed my throat and took him all the way in.

  “Little one, God…where did you learn to do that?”

  I smiled around his cock and kept stroking him, devouring him with my mouth.

  “Shit, Tori, get up here and fuck me now.”

  Now that’s what I wanted to hear. I released him from my mouth, jumped up, straddled him and hovered over his rigid cock.

  “What do you want, Sebastian?” I asked, purring.

  “Little one, you do not want to fucking play this game with me right now.”

  “No?” I pouted. “And why not?”

  “Because I am the creator of this game, and I will own you.” He grabbed my hips, lifted me, and dropped me on him, filling me completely and making us groan.

  I cried out as he lifted me up and down on his cock. I wrapped my hands around his neck, my fingers running through his hair.

  “You like that?”

  “Oh…yes…” I cried out as he held my hips, thrusting faster into me.

  Bringing one hand up to my neck, he pulled my mouth down on his, tongue diving in between my lips.

  “Fuck…little one,” he said against my mouth. His other hand went to my ass and squeezed as I continued to ride him.

  I cried out when it moved to my clit, and I jumped as he rubbed it.

  He rubbed it harder, pressing the swollen nub.

  I released his mouth and looked into his dark eyes. We both panted as our bodies moved together.

  The desire and affection I saw in his eyes ignited my blood. I realized then that I was falling in love with Sebastian Chelios.

  Chapter 15

  Lifting me, he laid me down on the couch, our bodies still attached, moving and writhing as one. A sheen of sweat coated our skin, making us slick.

  Placing a hand under my knee, he pushed it up to my chest as he moved in me. His hips thrust slowly, pulling out almost completely and then driving back in, filling me to the brim. I loved the feel of him inside me, and I couldn’t get enough. I was falling in love with him, and I wasn’t sure how to deal with that, but at that moment I would just enjoy the way he was making use of my body.

  Each time he lowered back into me, an orgasm brewed, rising to the top, waiting to explode from my core. “Oh my…fuck.” My eyes rolled back in my head as pleasure coursed through my body.

  He chuckled and kissed my knee. “You swear like a dude.”

  I laughed. “I’ve had a great…” I gasped as he picked up momentum. “…teacher.”

  The orgasm erupted from my body, shattering my bones, leaving me quaking under him as I screamed his name.

  “Little one, God…” Sebastian shook above me as he rele
ased into me. He quivered and twitched.

  I was getting comfortable with him. It was familiar. I was starting to know what he liked, what made him tick, and it sent nervous butterflies soaring through me.

  He slowed his hips down and covered my mouth with his. Biting and pulling my bottom lip, he sent shivers down my body.

  I moaned against his mouth, and he lifted his head, a small smile on his lips.

  He let go of my knee, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping us connected. Running a hand down my cheek, he kissed me again. “I could kiss you forever,” he whispered.

  My stomach flipped, and I ran my hands down his back, grazing over the many scars on his body.

  He kissed me again before raising himself off me.

  I grabbed my blanket and wrapped it around my naked body, lying back down on my couch.

  “Does this pull into…holy shit.”

  I sat up straight and looked down and saw my cat rubbing his body up against Sebastian’s leg. “What? Oh, that’s Rooster.”

  Sebastian looked at me, amusement in his eyes. “He’s fucking huge.”

  I laughed and pointed at my cat. “I think he likes you, which is odd, ’cause he doesn’t like anyone except for me.”

  “Well, I’m glad he likes me. Now, does this pull into a bed?”

  I nodded.

  Sebastian leaned down and petted Rooster on the head. His muscles moved and stretched, rippling over his bones. He looked up at me, eyes blazing, and he smirked as I watched him.

  I cleared my throat. “Yes, this is a couch bed. You just have to…”

  He pulled it out from the wall, turning it from a couch to a bed. The bed lowered with added weight as he moved under the covers beside me. He didn’t ask to spend the night, but he didn’t need to. He already knew that I would have said yes. Wrapping an arm around me, he pulled me closer to him.

  I closed my eyes as questions clouded my brain.

  As he covered one of my breasts with a large hand, I curled into him.

  “Sebastian?” I said, opening my eyes.

  “Hmm?”

  “I’m glad Rooster likes you.”

  “Even if he didn’t, he’d have to get used to me,” he said against my neck.

  “Oh, and why’s that?”

  He kissed my head. “’Cause I’m not going anywhere, baby.”

  I bit my lower lip, heart fluttering in my chest. "I'm glad. So..."