Broken by Desire

by Dani René

  “Mmm, if you spend any more time with him, I might worry about it.” My gaze drifting over her. I grab my T-shirt and jeans, and make my way to the bathroom, when she calls after me.

  “You should always worry, Mr. Verán.” Her giggle filters to me, it’s a melody I want on repeat. As I stare at my reflection, there is humor dancing in my eyes. She needs a fucking spanking for that and I want to give her one. Right now. With a tug I pull off the tank top I am wearing, I walk back into the bedroom wearing my black sweats. When she glances up, I can tell she recognizes the wicked look in my eyes. A blush spreads across her cheeks. That’s right darling, I will make that pretty little ass pink.

  “What was that, Ms. Winters?” I grasp her wrist, tugging her up. Once her body is flush with mine, I seal her mouth, licking into her sweetness. As soon as I pull away, I lift her and throw her over my shoulder and carry her to the play room. She’s giggling and squealing.

  “Put me down!” You want to tease me baby, just wait and see what the teasing does. I love doling out her punishment. She’s taken to my dominance like a fish to water. It’s almost as if I have eventually met my match, she challenges me enough to let me know she’s no push over, but she always submits when I command her. My mind is always thinking of new fun ways to tease her, to push her out of that comfort zone, without scaring her off completely.

  I set her down at the edge of the bed, spinning her to face me. Our eyes meet and I can see the challenge in those mocha eyes that seem to have a hold on me that I can’t explain. There were many times I wanted to walk away. To let her get on with her life and find someone who would better suit her. I did it once, almost walked out, but the pain in my chest and my heart couldn’t take being away from her.

  “Turn and face the patio doors.” My voice commands in a low timbre and she obeys. The sweetest submissive I have ever come across. Mine. Always mine. “Close your eyes.” When her eyes close, I grab the soft black silk blindfold. With a small knot, I tie it around her head.

  I grip her sundress and pull it up and over her head. She’s dressed in just a tiny pair of pink panties and bra to match. The soft color of the material is a contrast on her beautiful tanned skin. She’s spent a lot of time outdoors and on shoots these past few months and I can’t help admiring the way her skin is a soft brown. Compared to most girls I have been with she’s striking, beautiful and intelligent.

  I groan inwardly at the way her chest is rising and falling. Her breathing is heavy and I realize she’s turned on in anticipation from what I am about to do to her. I grab a set of cuffs from the chest of drawers. A small whimper escapes her mouth and I can’t help smiling. Yes, baby, you will get a spanking.

  I guide her forward to the small table at the glass doors. The sun is low on the horizon; the sky is a deep red and darkening by the minute. Placing my hand on her back between her shoulder blades, I push her down gently. Her body pliable as she bends over, I secure her wrists to the table legs on either side.

  “You going to be a good girl for me today, lumiére?” She nods. Good Girl.

  With an excruciating slow movement, I tug her panties down. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating. Fucking hell, she’s soaked already. So fucking perfect in so many ways. Once she’s stepped out of them, I stand back, and leave her for a few minutes. The anticipation has her trembling. The fear of not knowing what will happen is sending small shivers through her. I grab the crop from the walk-in closet and stride towards her. “What did you call me, Cassandra?”

  “I… didn’t…” Trailing the soft leather over her back, goose bumps rise over her smooth skin. My sweet, sweet Cassie. Her little peach ass looks so fucking good. I lift the crop and bring it down on her ass. Her moans are music to my ears.

  “Cassandra, what did you call me?” My voice is raspy; she can hear the edge in my tone. I am about to crack, and I am definitely in the mood for a game right now. So if she’s willing to play so am I. The teasing about Jayce and the way she says my name is driving me insane. I turn to the sound system in the room and turn on the iPod in the dock.

  The acoustic guitar sound fills the room. I take a deep breath to calm the painful erection tenting my sweats. Cassie is quiet, but when I turn to her, I can see her knees trembling. The lyrics wash over us.

  I walk back to Cassie; she looks incredible bent over the table. Her beautiful ass is sticking up, and she’s bound, just the way I like her. It’s been over a week since we’ve been in here and I think today it will take all my energy not to lose complete control. “Cassandra, for the last time, what did you call me?” My hand is trembling as I run the crop over her back, down her spine, sending shivers over her. I lift it again letting it come down hard on her smooth ass cheek. The soft skin turning pink. I wish it was my hand marking her, but I want her to feel the smooth leather of the crop. She’s so fucking beautiful.

  “I… called you… Mr. Verán.” She whispers and another sting on her ass has her whimpering loudly. “Luke…” Her voice is so low.

  “Quiet.” My order is harsh, but she knows I am not angry. I am just so fucking turned on. My cock is a steel rod, only for her. It’s taking every ounce of restraint to not fuck her hard. Until she’s screaming so loud the whole of Los Angeles will know my fucking name. She struggles on the restraints, but she can’t move very far. I rain down another four whacks to her ass and the small shape of the crop is pinking it. Her moans are loud now, she’s soaked. I move the crop to the top of her thighs. Her gasp is knowing what I have in store for her now. As soon as the edge of the crop comes down on the apex between her thighs, she cries out my name. “Now, do you understand why you shouldn’t tease me about Jayce?” She’s speechless, giving me a quick nod.

  Back at the chest of drawers, I grab the small black vibrator. “My little tigress needs her punishment. You’re going to purr for me aren’t you, sweetness.” The small whimper that escapes her lips has my cock twitching. I turn on the vibrator; the buzzing sound has her gasping. “Do you want more, Cassandra?” She nods. Good girl. I kneel behind her, my breath on her core makes her tug on the restraints. She can’t move, but she definitely tries. “Now tell me, do you want Jayce?” She’s shaking her head so furiously the table rocks. I smile. Without warning I move the tip of the vibrator over her smooth little cunt, and her body tenses. I slide it inside her in a slow measured stroke, and she tries to push back on it. When it reaches her clit, I push my tongue inside her molten core. Her honey is dripping down my tongue and the inside of her thighs. “Would you like someone else to touch you like this, lumiére?” I lap at her slick lips again.

  “No, Sir.” She moans and I chuckle against her soft folds. She’s a quivering mess, just the way I like her. Her body tightens around my tongue, she’s close and I pull away. The quiet huff doesn’t go unnoticed as I wait a beat before I push the vibrator against her clit again. Her thighs are trembling and she’s begging me now. “Please, Sir, please?”

  “Please what, Cassandra? Tell me what you need?” My fingers slide over her wet little cunt; she’s literally dripping into my hand. Oh God, this is going to be so fucking good. I lift my hand, and rain down four whacks on her pert ass. My cock is aching to be inside her heat. I rise and push my sweats down. Once I step out of them, my body trembles at the thought of being inside her.

  “Fuck me! Please, Sir.” She pleads with me again, but she knows what I want to hear. I ignore the begging and carry on teasing her. Running my hand over her back, I massage her red ass cheeks. Slowly and tenderly while stroking the vibrator over her beautiful pulsing pink flesh.

  “Tell me.”

  Two words.

  One command.

  She answers.

  “Fuck me! Fix me! I need you Lucien! Fuck me!” Her voice is so loud it booms through the room. “Please?” Her voice drops to a small whisper. It’s raspy and sexy. Not being able to stop myself anymore, I drop the vibrator, and stand behind her. With a tight grip on my cock, I slide it over her entrance.


  She tries to push back against me and I slap her ass hard. “I am in charge, remember that.” With a slow teasing stroke, I push inside her inch by unforgiving inch. The song reaches the chorus again, my timing is impeccable and as soon as the words wash over me. I slam into her. Deep and hard.

  “Lucien!” She cries out and her cunt tightens around me, milking me for my release. Not yet darling. I grip her hips and hold her in place as my cock drives into her. Faster and deeper, giving her my full ten inches. I pull out and slam in, over and over again. My own release shooting down my spine. The heat of her tight pussy around my cock is too much. Her body tightens around me like a vice and I realize she’s close. My sweet Cassie, she’s become my dirty little submissive, letting me have my wicked way with her. She calms my demons inside.

  The dark lyrics of the song resound in the room as I impale her on my cock. Faster and faster. “Come my lumiére! Fucking come with me!” I growl as she lets go. Her orgasm splintering her into tiny pieces in my hands as I fill her sweet little cunt with my release.

  It takes everything to regain my composure. My pulse is skittering like a race horse. Cassie’s body stops trembling after a long moment. When I slip out of her, I undo the cuffs and circle her waist with my arm. Her body flush with mine, I scoop her up and walk to the bed. She tugs off the blindfold, blinks and smiles at me. I lay her down gently and lift each wrist, kissing them softly. As I do this I need to check for any bruising, but there’s none. “Are you okay, sweetness?” My eyes meet hers and she shrugs. My heart constricts with fear thinking I hurt her when she giggles.

  “That was incredible. Why do you always ask me if I am okay? Seriously.” Her voice is filled with amusement. I pull her against me. There is no way I can even begin explaining what happened. To tell her why, I am always so concerned with her safety, besides the things we do, my past is not something to take lightly.

  Cassandra

  It’s almost time to head home, the day has been long and all I want to do is go home and put my feet up. Last night was another incredible experience in the play room. I shouldn’t be thinking about it at work because I am already aching for Lucien. Since the incident with Claudia, he’s been attentive, romantic, and the sex is incredible. Deep down I see he still struggles with his demons. We haven’t really confessed anything yet, but I realize at some point we have to get to that. There are moments when I recognize a darkness in his eyes. He’s been taking it slow with me. Lucien takes me to new heights in the bedroom, the ridiculously naughty side of him is something I love, and I trust him. With my body, mind and heart. He’s taken every part of me. Possesses me in ways that I have never had with anyone. He won’t hurt me and I love that part of him, his darker more dominating side.

  I haven’t brought up my story yet, I am not ready to see the shame in his eyes. My new doctor has been incredible, and I am lucky to have found her. Dr Kessel would rather put me on my anti-depressants, but I despise them. Things have been wonderful and I haven’t had any panic attacks, so, I didn’t think I needed them. After what happened with my parents and my ex-fiancé, I am content for the first time in two years. Kenna arrives tomorrow, since her job was delayed, we haven’t seen each other in such a long time. Lucien said we would go to the airport together. It’s Friday, and I am worn out from the long week. We just finished another shoot. As tiring as being on location is, I love it. Lucien let me run with the shoots, saying I could deal with it and his belief in me gave me so much confidence. Jayce said he wouldn’t work with anyone else. Although, I think he said that to piss Lucien off, he does that often.

  “Sweetness?” I shift to find Lucien in my office. His voice pulling me from my thoughts. I am ready for dinner and the sofa tonight. He agreed to cook. Most of the team found out about us as soon as we got back. Lucien wasn’t the most discreet. He sent me flowers, and he spent every free moment he had at my desk. It was sweet, and I loved it. I mean, of course I did! My eyes meet his beautiful green ones and I smile. He always looked so handsome.

  “Hey handsome, I am almost ready. I need to send this email then we can leave.” He nods.

  “I will make a call,” he walks off allowing me to finish up. I hit send on the email to Jayce for the shoot coming up a week from now. We are heading up to Napa Valley, I can’t wait to visit the wineries up there. I shut down my laptop and slip it into my bag when my phone buzzes. Don’t answer, it’s after hours! Ignoring my inner crazy, I pick up the phone. “Cassie Winters, how can I help you?”

  “You need to fuck off! Leave my man alone, or I will reveal your fucked up secrets.” A voice so shrill like someone had poured ice water over me.

  “Who is this?”

  “I am meant to be with Lucien. You are not. You’re nothing. He’s merely fucking you because he’s bored. Do you know that he loves me? He tells me every day.” I was shaking. Who the fuck was this? I knew no one in Lucien’s life that would stake a claim like this. Not even his ex. Sasha is seeing someone now. Cassie, just hang up!

  “Look I don’t care who you are, but you need to lay off me and Lucien.” I hang up before she could respond. Do I tell him? No, I can handle this. Whoever she is, she’s just trying to scare me. Nothing will separate us. I won’t let it. I can’t lose him now.

  “You okay sweetness?” I glance up and smile.

  “Yes, let’s go.” I wouldn’t tell him about this, not yet. It would sort itself out, and I can handle it myself. I round my desk and walk into his waiting arms.

  “I can’t wait to get you home, tie you to the bed and lick your sweet wet little cunt till you come on my tongue.” My gasp is loud at his illicit promise, and I squirm to ease the ache between my legs. He always does this, if I am sad or in a bad mood, he makes me come in the most delicious ways. He keeps me on edge until I am begging and pleading for him to take me. To fix me in the only way he can.

  “Lucien, do you have to do that here?” I look around and notice that there are still people in the office. My face heats when I lock eyes with one guy that’s sat right outside my office. There is no way he would have heard that, but I am still embarrassed.

  Lucien pushes my door closed with a loud slam and I am flush against the wall of my office. He pins me with his hips and his hard cock presses against my stomach. I let out a whimper. His mouth crashes down on mine, and I tangle my fingers in his hair. I tug him closer, his tongue licks into me and I can’t help arching my back, pressing my body into his. He reaches down, tugging the hem of my dress up running a hand up my inner thigh. A low moan rumbles in his throat when he finds my heat. I suck his tongue into my mouth, I mimic the movement as if I was sucking on his cock. His fingers stroke my core through my soft lace panties and I am climbing higher and higher. The need for release is so strong, and I almost reach it when there’s a knock on the office door. Shit! Pulling away reluctantly, we’re both breathless. I tug my dress down and run my fingers through my hair. “Give me a minute.” I call out to whoever is at the door.

  Lucien leans in and whispers. “I hope that made you feel better.” He winks and plants a soft chaste kiss on my swollen lips. The burn of his stubble is still tingling on my chin.

  “You’re insufferable!” I swat his arm and he chuckles.

  “But you enjoy it.” I open the door and am met with sky-blue eyes. “Jayce, I… uhm… What are you doing here?” I glance between the two men, hoping that nothing sets them off again. Lucien still gets bouts of jealousy over my friendship with Jayce.

  “Just wanted to drop these off. See you Monday.” He hands me a folder and stalks off. There’s no hiding what was going on in my office only moments ago, and it seems that it affected him more than I thought it would.

  “Let’s go, sweetness.” Luke tugs my arm and we make our way to the elevator. As the car descends, we walk out towards Robert and the waiting car. As we pulled up to Lucien’s apartment ten minutes later I realize how tired I am. We were heading to the airport early in the morning to pick Kenna up, so staying with him
made sense. I couldn’t wait to see my best friend.

  I flop down on the sofa, staring at the wall, my mind is on the call I received earlier. “Are you sure you’re okay, sweetness? You look stressed?” Lucien slips in behind me, his thighs either side of my hips. His hands softly knead my shoulders, rubbing out the knots. I turn the TV on and flip through the channels, trying to find something of interest to watch. Lucien was distracting me with his fingers and a moan escapes my lips.

  “Yes, it’s just been a long week.” Tell him about the phone call! No! I don’t want to upset him. It will be fine. I close my eyes savoring the pressure of his thumbs on my neck. When I move my hair over my shoulder giving him access to my stiff shoulders, his fingers work their magic on me. Another moan escapes my lips and I lean into him.

  “Mmmm, I can help with that, but before we do I need to talk to you about something.” His voice is soft in my ear, but there’s something in his tone that has tension returning to my shoulders. My eyes shoot open and I whirl around. His tone is overly tentative. There’s something wrong. As soon as my gaze finds his, my heart drops. Oh no! What now?

  “What is it, Lucien?”

  “My mother is having a charity ball on Sunday. Since, I am director of Verán Publishing, I have to be there. So, I was hoping you would be the lady on my arm?” I giggled at his choice of words as he teased my shoulder blade with a knuckle. His gaze is soft and tender and I realize he is trying to assess my reaction to the mention of Claudia Verán. There is something about that woman that unnerves me. Even though she hasn’t done anything after the failed attempt at telling me about Lucien’s apparent engagement.

  “Yes, who else would be your date? And why would that be an issue?” I cock my head to the side. He is hiding something; he hasn’t told me the whole story. His hand now caressing my back, the next words out of his mouth send all my relaxation out the window.