Broken by Desire

by Dani René

  I slide out of bed, and make my way downstairs and grab a glass of water. My phone on the kitchen counter buzzes, snatching me out of my thoughts of my girl. When I unlock the screen, I notice a message from an unknown number. My blood runs cold. There’s a photo of me and Isabel, taken today at the coffee shop. From the angle it’s taken, it looks incriminating.

  Shit! My fucking step-mother will not give up until Cassie hates me. In the dark my mind whirls with ideas, ways to get her out of my life. I need to do something. There is only one person who I know will help me. Somehow, I am not sure he’s talking to me at the moment. There is no other choice; asking for help is difficult, but I have to message him.

  * I know you hate me. I don’t care. Help me get rid of Claudia. *

  Even though there are things that have happened between Jayce and me. There is nothing we won’t do for each other. He knows that I love Cassie, and that she loves me. So I know that he will stand behind me, no matter what. When I slip onto the bar stool, I don’t wait long for his reply.

  * When, where and how? *

  A smile curls my lips. There are so many thoughts in my head, I am not sure I can even go to bed now. Thinking about the beautiful girl that’s laying in my bed changes my mind though. It’s the first night she’s back and I don’t want to be without her. I need her against me. I hit reply.

  * Tomorrow. We can talk. I have a sweet girl to get back to. *

  I know that last part was unnecessary, but I had to drive it home that she’s mine. He’s never going to get another chance. Not even when I am dead. I know there will be a reply and he doesn’t disappoint.

  * No worries brother. Kenna is cheering me up. *

  * You’re a slut *

  I chuckle, I can imagine his response. With that I shut my phone off and pad back up the stairs. When I walk back into the bedroom Cassie has rolled over onto her side and she’s facing the door. I slip under the covers and wrap my arm around her waist. Her skin is warm and she fits against me perfectly as I tug her against me. Her scent invades my senses. The lavender that will always bring back the memory of running after the little girl with the brown curls in a park when I was ten. The only girl that has ever been in my heart. Closing my eyes, I can’t help smiling. She’s here, she’s mine.

  Cassandra

  The sun shines into the bedroom, the rays heat my skin. There’s a warm body behind me, I open my eyes and see Los Angeles through the patio doors. Last night flashes through my mind and I blush. Lucien and I made love, fucked, and spent the night in each other’s arms. In his sleep at some point last night he had rolled over and was now groping my breast. My nipple puckered from the caress of his hand. As I roll over I come face to face with sparkling green eyes. “You’re awake!” I giggle.

  “Yes, I am. It was the first night in a month that I slept without nightmares and it’s the first morning I opened my eyes without a physical ache in my chest.”

  His words tug at my own heart. “Lucien, I am sorry for not telling you sooner. I just—”

  “Cassandra, don’t. You have no reason to apologize. I was a fucking idiot for walking away. I know I hurt you. I intend spending my life making it up to you. If you would have me?” The question in his eyes made me smile. It was one apology that I would accept, no matter what.

  “Mmmm, let me think about it. I just don’t know Lucien.” I look into those magnetic olive green eyes, amusement dancing in them. His dimples deepen with a devilish smirk.

  “Oh really? Would you like me to apologize in other ways? Because Ms. Winters, I am very capable of doing just that!” He rolled above me, holding himself up on his elbows. His tongue flicked out licking the seam of my lips. With feather light kisses on my mouth, he moved to my cheek, licking the shell of my ear, sending shivers down my spine. His teeth nipping at my earlobe, tugging it gently. Instinctively I reach up, tangling my fingers in his messy hair pulling him against me.

  “Lucien,” I breathe as my back arches into him. His hot smooth skin against mine making me shiver. His feather light kisses down the curve of my neck has the ache between my legs throbbing and I am panting for him. This man will be my undoing.

  “I just wanted to apologize properly Ms. Winters.” His hot mouth finds my breast, taking the puckered nipple between his teeth, he bites down sending waves of pained pleasure straight to my heated core. When he turns his attention to the other hard bud, giving it the same attention I cry out his name. With my eyes closed and my hands fisting his hair, his finger is stroking my slick entrance. “My soaking wet girl, your hot pussy is aching for me isn’t it?” Beyond words, all I can do is nod. “You want me inside you, don’t you, Cassie?” I peer up and see his eyes darken. He is staring down at me under hooded eyes, I buck my hips against him. “So eager for my cock inside you aren’t you, sweetness?”

  “Always, Lucien.” I answer him. The need inside me is unbearable. A naughty smirk on his lips makes me tingle, as he moves lower down my body. Once he’s kneeling between my splayed thighs, his eyes rake over me.

  “You are perfect, so fucking beautiful open for me. Hold on to the pillow above your head.” I grip the pillow. “Now don’t move.” He leans down, licking and blowing on my belly. My back arches instinctively. I need more. The release that only Lucien can give me is building in my belly. When he blows on my wet pussy I cry out, pleading with him. The sun is higher now, streaming onto the bed, heating my skin. Lucien lowers himself over me, gripping his steel erection, teasing my entrance. “You want my cock inside you, baby?” I nod quickly.

  Lucien slams into me. With a deep drive, the force pushes me up the bed. “Yes.” A hiss escapes my lips. My legs tighten around his taut waist; my heated tunnel stretching to accommodate him. He slides almost all the way out and thrusts back in. I am winded, my body bowing to him. “Mr. Verán.” I moan, my eyes locking on his and the desire fuels him.

  He slows his movements. “When I am inside you, my darkness is illuminated by your light, baby.” A soft kiss on my lips, makes me smile as he starts moving faster. I pull him closer, deeper. It’s like we can’t get close enough. Connected and molded into one person. “I want you to feel every fucking inch of me.” He growls annunciating each word with a deep punishing thrust. My body responds by clenching around him, tensing as my orgasm builds. “Take me. Fucking give me your pleasure. Come on my cock, Cassandra.” As I writhe under him, his order sending me crashing over the edge as my orgasm rips through me. My body trembles under his unrelenting drives, his body goes rigid as his own release fills me. Moments pass, and all we can do is breathe.

  We lay in each other’s arms until the heat of the sun becomes unbearable. “Let’s get some breakfast. It’s Sunday, is there something you wanted to do?”

  “Could we just stay in today? I want to spend as much time with you as I can. It’s been a horrid month.” I reach up to touch his face. The stubble on his cheek is rough, sexy, just like everything about him. A smile on his face makes my heart soar.

  “Of course we can, sweetness. Cassie, I love you. I never want you to be away from me again.” With his arm wrapped around me he pulls me into him. He holds onto me like a lifeline.

  “I don’t want to be away from you, Lucien, ever.” A naughty smirk crosses his handsome face.

  “So you and Jay uh?” I punch his arm and he chuckles. “He’s quite the charmer.”

  “He was there when you left, picking up the pieces and tried putting me back together, but I could never be whole without you. He knew it as well, Jayce told me repeatedly that he didn’t see the light in my eyes anymore. I was dead inside Lucien.” Tears pricked my eyes, and I blinked them away. I didn’t want to cry anymore.

  “I know, sweetness. I wanted you to move on. To be with someone who wasn’t so broken, but I can’t be without you. I am a selfish bastard; I want you all to myself. No other man can have you. Not now, not ever.” His fingers stroked my cheek lightly.

  “We’re two broken pieces that fuse together to mak
e a whole.” With his lips sealed on mine, the kiss is heated. His tongue strokes into me, licking, tasting, and teasing. I hold onto him, his body melding into mine as if we can become one person. When Lucien pulls away a devilish smile brightens his face. “I love how I fit inside you, baby.” A naughty boyish grin deepens his dimples and I stop the giggle that bubbles through me.

  “Breakfast!” I slap his arm and he rolls off me reluctantly.

  “Fine, be like that, but you wanted to stay in. I intend to stay inside you for most of today!” Lucien chuckles swinging his feet over the bed. I drink him in, the sexy tight ass, those powerful muscled thighs and his sculpted back made me lick my lips. I would love to devour him. “Do you like the view from over there, Ms. Winters?” He glances back at me as he tugs his boxers up over that deliciously taut ass.

  “Mr. Verán you have no idea how delectable my view is.” I giggle. As I slip out of bed, walking into the bathroom without a backward glance. The heat of his gaze burns my skin and sends delicious shivers over me.

  Lucien

  When I grab the ingredients for breakfast, I busy myself in the kitchen. I turned on the music and made my baby some breakfast. Although my mind was still on how to get rid of Isabel and Claudia. I hope Jayce has something in mind, because short of actually killing her, I really can’t think of anything. I am losing my edge. As I place the pan on the cooker, and heat up the oil. The coffee is almost ready and I think I need at least one pot to myself. Cassie’s heated gaze is on me, but I don’t turn to her immediately. The stare raking over me makes me smile. A shiver runs down my spine and straight to my cock. This calls for a second round of breakfast.

  “What a sexy chef, I am a lucky girl.” Her voice is low, and full of desire. When I spin around I watch her hungry gaze travel from my messy brown hair to my chest, down to the low slung boxers I am wearing. My stare takes in the sexy little tigress standing in my kitchen. She’s wearing an old T-shirt of mine and it just about covers her ass.

  “I am the lucky one. And that T-shirt never looked better.” I point to the white UCLA logo running across her chest. It was one of my favorite shirts when I was at university and seeing her wear it made me want to bend her over the kitchen counter and fuck her senseless.

  She gives me a little twirl and my cock twitches in response. The 360-degree view causes a low growl to vibrate deep in my chest. “Well, I think I should wear your clothes more often if you love it that much.” Her giggle is light and makes the topic of conversation feel like a weight lifting off my shoulders. I know I have to find a way to tell her about Isabel.

  “I think you shouldn’t wear clothes at all.” My gaze rakes her in and settles on her bare legs. I pull the pan off the stove and stalk over to her. When I grip her hips, I pull her into me. Her body molds to mine and she submits to me. It’s the sexiest thing when she let’s me take her like this. I lean down and seal my mouth over hers. When I lick into her sweet mouth, tasting her, I realize I will never get enough of her. There isn’t a moment I don’t want her near me.

  Her fingers run through my hair and she tugs me closer. She pulls me against her, our bodies becoming one. Forever will never be enough with her. In the haze of lust that courses through my veins, I remember that we need to eat. As soon as I pull away, we’re both breathless. A giggle from Cassie makes me chuckle.

  I turn to the counter and grab the plates. “Breakfast is ready.” I announce moments later, dishing egg and bacon from the pan. She pushes up on her toes and peeks over my shoulder. I have made a full English breakfast including hash browns. Her stomach makes the cutest grumble. “Guess my love is hungry?” Turning to face her, I plant a quick kiss on the tip of her nose and she nods.

  As soon as I place the loaded plates on the counter, I grab the cutlery and the coffee pot. I slip into the seat next to her and we dig in. “Can we go out later? I need a few things from the store?” Her question catches me unaware, and I glance at her and nod. We have dinner tonight, but I need to talk to her before that. In case Claudia decides to play her cards. That reminds me to call Jayce and figure out how to sort out this mess.

  “Sure, my dad is expecting us at six. So that gives us time to spend the day alone before his big announcement.” I pop the last bit of toast in my mouth when I notice her questioning gaze.

  “Announcement?” She smiles. I nod. Not knowing what he has up his sleeve is sometimes a worry. My dad loves to make crazy decisions and drop it on us. I think it has to do with the company.

  “He said that we will find out later. I have no idea what it is.” Surprises rarely go well with me and he knows it. Who knows, it might be a good one, and he’s filing for divorce. Now that would make my fucking week! The thought of her out of my life for good is like hearing Cassie will marry me. What the fuck? Where did that come from? I clear my throat and pick up the coffee pot and offer some to Cassie. “Coffee babe?” My mind is working overtime and I need it to relax. Marriage is not on the cards for me. Ever. She nods and I fill her mug.

  “Breakfast was amazing, thank you handsome.” With the plates stacked, I grab them and take them to the dishwasher.

  “It’s a pleasure my darling, so where did you want to go today?” As I walk back to the counter, I notice her still at my question. Once I have slipped into the seat next to her, I watch her reaction intently. She’s hiding something. What the fuck?

  “Just a few stores.” She plants a kiss on my cheek and giggles. My stare is enough to have a blush pink her cheeks, narrowing my eyes at her, I see mischief dancing in hers.

  “What are you up to angel?” Her shoulders give me a small shrug, but when she faces me, there’s a fake innocence plastered on her face. The guilt, and a naughty glint give her away instantly and she now has me on alert.

  “Nothing, I need to pick up a few essentials for this evening. You don’t want me going like this do you?” She points to the T-shirt, turning around and lifting it enough for me to see the bottom of her ass. That’s it! You’re getting fucked! My cock tents my boxers and I rise from my seat. Once I lunge for her, a small sexy shriek escapes her lips, and she runs up the stairs, taking two at a time.

  As soon as she reaches the main bedroom door, I wrap my arm around her waist, and lift her against me. When I hear her scream my name it only makes me harder. Her pulse is racing.

  “You want to tease me do you, baby?” With her feet off the floor, she can’t get away. I spin her around and walk into my favorite room in the house. The play room. Her tremble doesn’t go unnoticed, and I can’t wait to get her naked. When I set her down, our bodies are flush and my hard on is pressing against her. A faint blush pinks her cheeks and I am about to rip my favorite shirt from her body.

  “Now, you relentlessly teasing me is driving me insane. I spent a month not tasting that sweet honey, from the source,” my fingers reach down and slowly stroke her sex over her panties. A shudder over her whole body causes goose bumps to rise on her skin. “And it’s left me, ravenous.” My tongue darts out and I lick the shell of her ear. A soft whimper escapes her beautiful lips and I smile.

  I pull the top up and over her head, dropping it on the floor, my gaze flits over her skin. She’s bare, except for a tiny pair of pale pink panties. My cock is so hard it’s painful. All I want to do is slide into her and make her scream, but I will tease her as much as she does me.

  “Close your eyes Cassandra,” my voice a raspy whisper in her ear, I see her tremble and shiver. Her soft pink lips open expecting a kiss, but I move back watching as she closes her eyes. I walk around her to the drawer and pull out the black silk blindfold. As soon as the soft material covers her eyes, another soft whimper escapes her. I tie it into a soft knot behind her head. “Now my darling, I want to tease you until you’re begging for me to be inside you.” The words are low and I make sure that my hot breath travels in a slow teasing trail over her skin. I turn her to face the bed, placing a hand between her shoulder blades forcing her to bend at the waist. “Hold onto the bedfra
me.” I don’t recognize my voice it’s so thick with desire. She grips the rich dark wood of the four poster bed. I step back and admire the view, using my foot I kick hers wider. She’s spread in front of me, and my God doesn’t she look fucking delicious? “Mmmm, you look edible my sweetness.”

  I hook my thumbs on the waistband of her panties pulling them down over her hips and down her spectacular legs, they pool at her ankles. She steps out of them and I fist them. When I bring them up to my face, I inhale her beautiful sweet scent. Her sharp intake of breath tells me she knows what I just did. Yes, Cassie, you’re my drug. Every fucking scent, taste and inch of you. Her perfect peach ass is begging for a spanking. Who was I to deny my beautiful girl that?

  As I raise my hand, letting it down hard. The smooth soft skin pinks and my handprint marks her. Mine. All fucking mine. A second swat on her perfect ass makes her rise up on her toes. Her legs are toned and they look incredible. I reach out and stroke her smooth sex and arousal dripping from her.

  “It seems my angel is enjoying this. Aren’t you, sweetness?” I deliver another two stinging swats and I know she’s close. Her breathing is faster; her body is trembling. I kneel between her thighs and flatten my tongue against the hot, sweet pussy that always brings me to my knees. As soon as I lap at her entrance, her body convulses, and she gushes onto my tongue. Fuck she tastes good! “Your pussy tastes like fucking honey. Give me every drop sweetness.” Another wave of pleasure, travels over her and I drink in every drop she’s giving me. My cock is so hard it might snap off. I have never been so fucking turned on, ever.

  “I want you on my cock.” Once I drop my boxers I grip my steel erection. In slow strokes I tease the slick folds of her cunt. She’s so fucking wet that the tip of my cock is glistening with her sweet juices. With just the tip, I ease inside her. The need to ram into her is strong, but I bite back. In a slow movement, I take her inch by inch. She pushes her ass back onto me, but I step back. I am teasing her just like she teases me.