Broken by Desire

by Dani René

  “How did you get to me so quickly last night?” He stills and I stop whisking. “Jayce?”

  He turns and gives me a sheepish smile. “I was on a kind of date, at the club.” I stare at him.

  “What? Kind of date? What does that even mean?”

  “Not your concern. And anyway you’re more important and I could see you were drunk. I didn’t want you to get hurt. Or make a foolish decision you might regret later on.” He’s not telling me everything, but I let it go. Turning towards me, he tugs me into his embrace. The warmth of his body on mine is intense and my mind is whirling with thoughts of kissing him. His full lips look enticing and I want to bite them. “Stop it, Cassie.”

  My eyes meet his. “Stop what?” I give him my most innocent face, pouting for extra effect. His eyes burn into mine, his pupils dilate and his hardness is pressing into my belly.

  “Cassie,” his tone is low and dangerous, there is a spark between us. Over the past week it’s been evident every time we’re together. Now I am standing in his kitchen, wearing only a T-shirt and him only in a pair of faded ripped jeans it’s like fireworks going off around us. Can I do this? Can I be with someone other than Lucien? Yes! It’s been weeks, he has had time to come to me and he hasn’t. Luke chose to leave. I tried. Now it’s time for me to think about myself.

  “Jay.” I breathe his name; his hands cup my face. When he leans in, his warm breath fans on my face, and I shiver. His lips lightly brush on mine, its soft and sends goose bumps over my skin. Maybe this is a bad idea, but right now, I want something other than the pain in my heart.

  “Cassie, tell me to stop? Because if you don’t I can’t promise I will be the good guy anymore. I can’t deny my feelings for you. This will not be love, this will be two consenting adults, fucking. Tell me what you want?” His words have my body trembling. When I glance up into his blue eyes and I realize what I want. I want this. I nod. “Words, Cassie. I need you to tell me?”

  “Yes, I want you to fuck me.” I have no idea where the words came from, but I said them. With no more confirmation, he turns around and turns off the stove. When he faces me again, he grabs me by my ass, lifting me against him. Automatically my legs wrap around his taut waist, I hold on to his neck as he walks into the living room. When he sits me down on the dining table, I can’t help giggling.

  “On here?” I stare at him incredulously. He has a strained look on his face.

  “Cassie, I don’t care where we do it.” His voice low, raspy and sexy. “I want to be inside you. I want to feel you around my cock. And when you come, you going to be screaming my fucking name. I assure you of that.” I gasp and the pink boy shorts I am wearing are soaked. With both hands on either side, he lifts the T-shirt, and tugs it up over my head. An audible growl escapes his lips and I grin. I lean back as he grabs my knees, pushing them open. “Fuck you’re beautiful.” His eyes roam over my body.

  “So are you.” I reach for his jeans and unbutton them. As they slide down his hips, my fingers brush the soft fabric of his Calvin Klein briefs. My hungry gaze takes in the glorious man in front of me. He is chiseled from his shoulders, arms, and chest to that beautifully sculpted V shape, pointing into his tight briefs where an impressive erection is straining the front. I scoot forward as his fingers tug at my panties, I lift my ass and he pulls them off. The material is dropped on the floor. He turns his searing gaze on me. His fingers trailing feather light touches over my bare thighs leaving goose bumps in their wake. Sending waves of pleasure straight between my legs. “I can smell you, princess. The scent of you is delicious.” A smirk curls his lips. His hands move all the way up the side of my body to my now hard nipples. Tweaking and tugging them both in between his thumb and index finger, causing a whimper to escape my lips.

  “Jay.” I look into his eyes and they are dark with lust. The cerulean blue is now the color of the ocean at dusk. With both big strong hands, he cups my face and holds me still. I close my eyes in anticipation of his kiss when his tongue licks the seam of my lips.

  “I have wanted to fuck you since I first looked into those chocolate eyes of yours, Cassie.” His kiss leaves tingles on my lips. This isn’t ever going to be love because my heart belongs to someone else. “But I knew you weren’t available.” He plants a tender kiss on my chin. “Now though, I will have you.” He slowly licks at the curve of my neck, up to the soft tender spot behind my ear and I am aching to for him to be inside me. His teasing is driving me crazy. “I am going fuck you so hard, you will be feeling me next week.” His teeth graze my earlobe, tugging on it gently. “And that’s when we’re on location. Then I will fuck you on the beach. You will scream, moan, and tremble and come, over and over again. Do you understand me Cassie?” His illicit promise tightens the knot in my belly while I squirm on the table.

  My voice has abandoned me and all logical thought has vanished. I nod. His hands grip my hips; Jay kneels down in front of me pulling me closer to the edge of the table. “Lean back gorgeous.” Once I am leaning back onto my elbows, I watch his tongue snake out and lick my slick entrance.

  “Oh, God!” I breathe, he pushes my legs further apart and licks me in slow measured strokes. His thumbs open my folds and his tongue darts into me. “Jayce!” A strangled cry emanates from me.

  “You’re sweet like honey,” he rasps. His hot breath on me, has my core pulsing with need. When his eyes lock on mine I see the desire burning in them. A dark smirk curling his lips and his mouth crashes back down on me and I whimper. His tongue flicks over my clit, swirling it. When he sucks the hardened nub into his mouth, my thighs tremble. I am so close to my release, “Jay, please?” I urge and he drives two fingers inside me. An orgasm rips through every nerve of my body. My arms shake under the weight of me and I am sent spiraling. He continues the unrelenting pace of his fingers plunging into me. As my orgasm subsides, he pulls his fingers from me and licks my arousal from them.

  He rises and slips his briefs down, his rock hard erection standing proudly. Ripping a condom packet between his teeth, I watch him sheath himself. “Ready for me baby?” I nod, my legs wrap around his waist pulling him to me. He leans in to kiss me and I taste myself on his lips. With sudden ferocity he slams into me. My core tightens and I squeeze him inside me. “God, you’re so fucking tight, Cassie!” He drives inside me, so deep I shudder.

  “Fuck, yes, Jayce!” I tighten my legs around his waist, drawing him in deeper.

  “Hold tight gorgeous.” He lifts me by the ass and I clutch his neck, his biceps pulse. His body pinning me against the wall. He slams into me with a drive of a man possessed. “You’re fucking perfect, Cassie, so fucking perfect!” Sucking my nipple in his warm wet mouth, tugging my nipple with his teeth, my core tightens around him and I realize I am in for an earth shattering orgasm. His hard cock driving into me deeper and faster, and his body tenses. “Come with me, Cassie. Let me take your pain away.” His intense stare sears into me. My body clenches. “That’s it, come hard!” He grunts and my release shatters through me. My head falls back against the wall and the cry that’s ripped from deep in my chest shatters the silence of his home.

  “Jayce!” He tenses and his release locks his body. His cock twitching inside me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. We stay like that for what feels like hours, but it is merely a few minutes. Jay holds me close to him and his sweaty body warms me. I nuzzle in his neck and take in his spicy scent. “Wow, that’s some breakfast, Jayce.” I giggle as he slips out of me. Once he sets me down on wobbly legs, he watches me intently.

  “Well, there is more where that came from, princess.” He gives me a panty dropping smile that’s if I had panties on. “I think it’s time for real breakfast, what do you think?” Jayce picks up the T-shirt and hands it to me. I shrug it on, then find my panties. My legs are still trembling as I walk into the kitchen.

  “So did you honestly mean that?” I glance at him as I pick up the forgotten bowl of whisked egg. He turns on the stove and places the frying pan
back on the heat. I watch him and realize that I like him. He’s been there for me through everything, even though I care for him, I could never love him. I will never love anyone the way I loved Lucien. I suppose I did still love Lucien, even though he didn’t love me.

  “Mean what, princess?” His blue eyes back to normal. When he smiles there’s a slight crinkle in his nose and I grin.

  “What you said? About wanting me?” My voice serious now. I recall first meeting Jay, I always thought he said things to me to wind Lucien up. Now I am not so sure.

  “Yes, princess. I meant every word.” He takes the bowl from me and sets it down. With a small tug, he pulls me against his body. “He’s a fool to let you go. I know you love him and I am tired of seeing you in pain. You need a distraction from the pain, and I will be the best damn distraction you ever had.” Lucien has made it clear that we’re no longer together. I have to move on at some point and if it’s meant to be with Jayce, so be it. He’s an amazing person. He’s never hurt me and I trust him. “It’s okay Cass.”

  “No, it’s not. I want to move on. Yes, Lucien and I had something extraordinary, but it’s over. I can’t wallow in self pity forever.” When I lift onto my toes and give him a soft kiss, I smell something burning. With a quick step back, we turn to the stove and it seems we’ve got super crispy bacon. I giggle as I watch Jayce as he pulls the pan from the stove. Turning to the bowl, I continue whisking the eggs.

  “God woman, you’re way too distracting to have in the kitchen!” He rounds on me and grabs my hips. “You undoubtedly want me to burn my house down?” I shake my head and a laugh escapes my lips. “I love when you laugh. It’s a beautiful sound.”

  “Well, Jayce, you make me laugh.” I look up at him and smile. He rewards me with a beautiful grin of his own.

  “Another coffee? Because at this rate, we will never eat.” He asks me amused.

  “Coffee sounds good!” And just like that, my pain is at bay. For now. I will never get over Lucien, the pain of him leaving me will never abate. If I can forget the pain, even for a moment, I will try.

  Chapter 20

  Lucien

  Monday morning, and into the fourth week of being without her. I could lie and say it’s getting easier, but I am not going to. Jayce called me last night, needless to say the conversation didn’t go very well. He told me she’s moved on. The words cut into me like a sharp blade, twisting in my heart. He did also tell me that she still loves me. We spoke for a long time, but I decided to let her spend time with him. Does that make me a saint? Me walking away and letting her be happy? No. Because she will never be happy with anyone, but me. It’s all part of my plan to win her back.

  I will win her back, and when I do, she will never want anyone else. The fact that he told me she mumbled my name in her sleep was evidence enough that I need a plan. That’s why I was sitting in my office at 7 am on a fucking Monday morning. I sat back in my chair, the view of the city below me. My head throbbed. I spun my chair around and grabbed the phone, dialing her number before I realized what I was doing. Almost second nature. “Cassie, hello?” What the fuck do I say? She spent the weekend with Jayce, so why did I call her? Hang up! I open my mouth to speak, closing it again. Think of the plan. Think of the plan.

  “Cassandra, I am just following up on the flight this evening. I know you and Jayce are leaving soon, and I wanted to make sure you have all the details.” The excuse I give her is ridiculous, and she knows it. There is nothing that would make sense for my call. I walked out on her. Left her. Me calling her was stupid. My heart hammers in my chest, leaning back in the chair, I close my eyes. Get a fucking grip.

  “Yes, thank you I have all the details. There is no need to check up on me. I have done this before.” She hates me. I don’t blame her.

  “Okay.” The tone of her voice sends ice straight to my heart.

  “Is there anything else, Mr. Verán?” When she utters my name, my cock solidifies in my pants and all I want to do is fuck her hard. While she’s bent over her desk, her tight little skirt around her hips. Those tiny fucking panties at her ankles. Me sliding into her tight heat. My fist in her long curls, tugging her head back.

  Fuck! “That’s all, Ms. Winters.”

  “Goodbye.” Her voice is cold, final. I need to work harder. I want her back. As soon as I hang up, I have the need to punch something. When my door opens an audible groan escapes my lips. I recognize Stacy’s perfume and I am not in the mood for her shit today. “Mr. Verán, your coffee.” I glance at her placing my mug on the desk.

  “Thank you, what time is that meeting?” Needing to get my mind off the girl on the tenth floor is imperative, this meeting was marked as important. I am looking forward to seeing my father again later. Perhaps he has some advice for his wayward son, to get the girl he loves back.

  “It’s in an hour Mr. Verán.” She offers a smile, but I don’t return it. I realize I am a dick, but she needs to get over it or find a new job. I glance at the time, 10:30 am. It’s almost time for Cassie to leave.

  “Thanks, I will be back in a moment.” I rise and walk out of the office, leaving Stacy staring after me. When I push the button for the elevator, deep down I realize this is a bad idea, but I need to see her. My body has a mind of its own, I just wish it can wait for my brain to catch up. There is nothing in this world I want more than to make up with Cassie. It’s something that has been on my mind for a week now, fuck, longer than that. My stubbornness and ignorance has cost me the woman I love. As soon as the elevator descends, my mind is made up. Somehow, I will win her back.

  Cassandra

  “What did he want?” He nods towards the phone. My eyes cut to Jayce, sitting opposite my desk. He’s dressed in a blue shirt that brings out his eyes, and faded blue jeans that hug his thighs. As my gaze drinks him in, I pull my thoughts away from the call from Lucien. Right now, this is the last place I want to be. When I glance at the time, I realize we can’t leave yet, as much as I want to go.

  “Nothing. He’s just trying to shake me with an excuse of checking if I am ready for the trip. Like I don’t have a clue how to do my job.” Jay leans forward, concerned is etched on his face. His worry is me going back to Lucien, but that will not happen. At least that’s what I tell myself. The thing is, if my mistake could push us this far apart, how can anything bring us back together.

  “He knows.” Two words that could break my world, wide open. I shake my head. There isn’t a chance Lucien knows about Jayce and me and this weekend. Even if he did, I don’t care. Jayce seems very sure about it unless he told him?

  “Frankly, I don’t care, but did you tell him?” I shut down my laptop. His expression tells me he spilled the beans.

  “I did, he needed to realize you’ve moved on. If not forever, then for now.” I nod. It doesn’t phase me. Actually that’s a lie, it cuts me that the only reason Luke called was because Jayce told him I had moved on. That I was seeing someone else. So me being lonely and in pain is enough for him, but once I try to find some semblance of a new life, he can’t handle it.

  “Seriously, Jayce it doesn’t matter. Whether he knows I moved on or not. He doesn’t want me. It’s obvious. So I will just have to move on. Forever.” The words are a complete lie, I realize they are as soon as I have spoken them. He’s always there, in the back of my mind. Deep inside my heart that’s where he resides. He’s woven into the fabric of my soul, and he can never be erased. That’s where he will live forever. I slip my laptop into the bag and grab my phone. The call to Kenna is short, asking her to look after my apartment while I am gone.

  Jayce sits back, the office is quiet, as he watches me. He’s trying to gauge my reaction. I realize he is. Those cerulean eyes burn into me, cutting through the pain etched into my soul. He’s been trying to fix me, take my pain away, and he does. There are times the pain subsides to almost a dull ache, but then there’s a song, a word, a smell, and everything comes roaring back. It’s like a tidal wave, knocking me off balance.


  “Let’s go, Alexander! I am in charge of the shoot and we need to leave.” I offer him a smile and he chuckles. The deep growl in his throat tells me there’s something else on his mind. He shakes his head at my cheeky words.

  “You’re so demanding.” He gets up and fiddles with his phone.

  I giggle and shoulder my bag, I round my desk and give him a peck on the cheek. “Have to be. I prefer when you’re demanding though.” With a cheeky wink at him as I pass to the door. He slaps my ass, and it sends tingles over my skin and heat to my core. As soon as I open the door, and step out, I slam into something solid.

  My gaze flits up and I come face to face with olive green eyes. I choke on my laugh, and the guilt washes over me like a kid caught with my hand in the cookie jar. Jay’s laugh stops dead and we both stare at Lucien. “What are you doing here?” I whisper, my voice is unrecognizable. The pain in my chest deepens and I can’t bring myself to breathe. I realize inhaling his scent will send me into a panic attack, and I can’t afford one of those now. His face gives nothing away.

  “I need to speak with you, before you leave, Ms. Winters.” His voice is curt and the glare he gives Jay sends chills down my spine. “Give us a moment, Jayce.”

  Jayce walks out and as I shut the door, he gives me a wink and I smile. Turning to face Lucien, my heart races. I haven’t seen him since he told me we were through and now here he is in my office. “So…” I mumble, unsure of what to say.

  Lucien

  With a deep breath, I try to keep my voice even. The rage inside me is blazing and my nerves grate and it’s like they’re about to spontaneously combust. She can’t see how much this is tearing at me; she doesn’t deserve it. As soon as Jayce leaves us, the office is suddenly too small. The last time I was in here I told her it’s over, the cry that ripped from her that day will forever haunt me.