Broken Promises

by S. K. Lessly

  Dealing with Clint and his cronies was easy. The moment Lexie was out of sight, I had turned around ready to give Clint an out. After all, there were cops just around the corner and I had no desire to spend time in jail when I could be balls deep inside Lexie.

  Unfortunately, Clint acted like the dick he was. He swung on me just as I turned around, aiming for my face. I had moved instinctively, but he was too close to me and his knuckles brushed against the underside of my chin.

  Needless to say, I didn’t let him off easy. I threw a few gut punches his way, making sure my hits caused enough damage he’d feel for days, weeks. I then clocked him on the side of the face with a precise hit that had him dropping to the ground.

  I watched him drop, cracked my neck from side to side, and waited for the other two. Steve charged like an idiot. I sent a quick jab to his nose, breaking it instantly. Fucking dumbass.

  “Ahh, you fucking motherfucker. You broke my nose!” he cried out unnecessarily.

  I gave him a bored look, pushed him by his face, and watched him fall on his ass. I then looked to Jerry.

  I studied him hard. He did the same to me. Jerry looked like a formable opponent. It was possible he could last at least a minute and a half in the ring with me. Jerry worked out a little. He had a beer belly, but his arms were big, and his body was still holding on to his high school days.

  But his eyes looked intelligent. He was wary of me and by right, he should be.

  “Do you and I need to have a conversation too?” I asked him after a beat.

  “Nope,” he replied. “I ain’t stupid. But I’ma stand here until you leave.”

  I gave him a nod, but I backed up instead of giving him my back. Once I was a safe distance from a sneak attack, I hauled ass back to the hotel. I wanted to get to Lexie. That was twice I had been interrupted from tasting her again and I was fucking starving.

  The second she opened her door, I pounced. I didn’t give a shit about her fiancé...fuck that motherfucker. Lexie was mine and if she gave herself to me tonight, I was fucking taking it.

  And fuck if I didn’t do exactly what I had planned.

  The feel of her lips against mine, her taste, they were undoing me, breaking me apart and putting me back together with every sweep of her tongue against mine. She felt good in my arms, like she belonged there, like I was made for her and she was made for me.

  I carried her to the bed and quickly got rid of the tee and shorts, and what lay before me was a vision. Her body was soft in all the right places, plump and thick in others. I could smell her desire for me, and it had my dick raging to be released.

  I took my time, worshipping her with just the tips of my fingers against her heated skin. Her skin felt soft too. I wanted to kiss every inch of her. I wanted to take my time, to treasure her body. But fuck if my dick was an impatient mother fucker. He wanted inside her sweet pussy. He wanted to feel her squeeze and caress and fondle him. Fuck, I wanted that too.

  “Ethan…” she whispered softly and ran her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and reveled in her touch.

  “Fuck baby, your touch will be my undoing.”

  “Me too, Ethan. Please take me. Claim me. Make me feel good.”

  I opened my eyes and grinned down at her. “I plan to, baby. Believe me, I plan to.”

  I took her mouth in a wet, hot kiss that forever cemented this moment for me. My hand traveled from her stomach down to the hem of her panties. Her grip in my hair grew tighter, her kiss hungrier. Yeah, my baby wanted to be stroked. She wanted to come.

  I slipped my fingers underneath the silky material of her panties and slid along her wet folds. I released her lips and looked into her eyes. Fuck, she was wet for me. Drenched.

  “Fuck baby, you’re soaked. Is this for me? Are you wet for me, baby?”

  She nodded, her supple lips forming an ‘O’ as her back arched in pleasure. Her legs parted for me eagerly, allowing my fingers to slide easily through her folds. She felt good, slick, warm. I propped up on my elbow, pushed my free hand into her mess of locks, and gripped her tight.

  “Keep your eyes on me, baby. I want to see you lose control while I tease you.”

  She bit her bottom lip so sensually I almost lost it. I breathed out slowly a few times to calm down. I needed to slow this down and take my time. I wanted this to be good for her. I knew this would be an experience she wouldn’t forget. I could tell just by looking at Lionel he had no idea how to please a woman, how to give Lexie everything she desired. Tonight, I would show her what it was truly like to be cherished, to be loved.

  “Ethan…oh my goodness,” she moaned softly, and I felt that shit deep.

  “What, baby?” I asked her, my fingers lazily stroking her clit, providing just enough pressure to make her ache for me.

  “Stop teasing me. Make me come, please…”

  I leaned in close to her. “You wanna come, baby? Is that what you want?” I pressed my fingers harder on her clit and she let out a slow lingering moan, her hips grinding into my touch.

  “Yesss…” she said on a shrill and I grinned.

  I brought my lips to hers, pushed my tongue inside her hot mouth, and caressed her softly. My fingers deepened their touch, flicking her sensitive bud before stroking her harder, faster.

  Lexie held the sides of my face tight as her hips twisted, circled to meet my finger’s torment of her sex.

  She broke away from me on a cry and I knew she was close. I slipped two fingers into her heat, arched them upward, and fondled that sensitive bundle of nerves causing her screaming out my name.

  “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Fuck, you’re beautiful, so got damn sexy.”

  Seeing her explode, feeling her pussy clench my fingers had me damn near coming in my pants. Her orgasm drenched my fingers. I could only imagine what it would be to sink inside her. But first…

  I sat up and reluctantly pulled my wet fingers free from her heat. I quickly yanked her panties off, pushed open her legs and licked my woman dry.

  Lexie practically elevated off the bed the second my tongue swept along her folds.

  “Oh Ethan!” she exclaimed, sitting up and trying to close her legs. She couldn’t, of course. My shoulders were keeping her open for me.

  I pushed her down with my hand and proceeded to lavish the hell out of her pussy, relishing in her sweet taste. She was intoxicating, the noises she made, the way she gripped my shirt, my neck, my ears. She didn’t know what to do with herself as I claimed her pussy, marked her, devoured her.

  I lapped at her clit, circled it, and sucked it into my mouth. I worked her over until she was seconds from exploding. The second I placed a finger inside her pussy and ass, she was gone!

  “Ohhhh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck… Ethan!”

  She came… Shit, she came all over my face, my hands, and I lapped every.single.drop.

  I started to go for another, but she had a death grip in my short hair and started pulling my head away from her pussy.

  “Ethan!”

  I grinned at her. “What, baby?” I asked, knowing damn well what she wanted.

  She narrowed her eyes on me, her face determined and filled with unbridled lust.

  Fuck, she was hot!

  “I want you inside me. Now, Ethan. Clothes off. Fuck me now!”

  My eyebrows rose in surprise. I sat up further and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Wow, did you just curse?” I asked, teasing.

  All the time I spent with her, the worst she’d said was “shit” or “asshole” and it wasn’t very often. To hear her drop the F bomb now as well as when she came, I must have gotten to her.

  Lexie gripped my shirt and started trying to pull it up off me. She was struggling, which was cute to watch, but if I wasn’t careful, she was going to decapitate me.

  I pulled away from her desperate grasp and yanked off the shirt. She grabbed my arm, once I was free, and pulled me on top of her. “Please, Ethan. Fuck me. Please, fuck me. I need you. I—”


  I crashed my lips against hers, kissing her stupid, slowing her down and letting her know I was in charge. When I felt her relax under me, I released her lips and stared down at her. I couldn’t believe we were here, that she finally let go.

  I started to ask her if she was sure, to give her an out. But the hunger living in her gorgeous brown eyes told me she wanted this, wanted me.

  With my eyes glued to her, I pushed off the bed. “Take your bra off, baby. Let me see your beautiful tits.”

  Lexie sat up, reached behind her back, and undid the clasp of her bra without hesitation. I took my time getting rid of the rest of my clothing, shoes, socks, and pants as she propped herself up on her elbows watching me under hooded eyelids.

  The second I dropped my briefs, Lexie’s eyes grew wide. “Ethan,” she said with a warning tone in her voice. Her eyes danced along my dick then up at my face.

  I climbed on the bed and crawled between her legs. “Yeah, baby?”

  I kissed her along her inner thighs, licking her salty skin.

  “Umm... shit… that feels… umm…”

  I smiled against her skin and pushed her legs open further for me. I stared at her beautiful glistening folds. Her clit was swollen, calling for my attention. I languidly slid my tongue between her folds, from her ass to her clit.

  “No wait, Ethan. I want… Oh fuck…”

  She cried out my name and lifted her hips to meet my face. I circled her clit, building her orgasm, and just as she was about to explode, I sucked her bud into my mouth and sucked hard.

  The woman practically lifted off the bed, her hands on the sides of my face squeezing the hell out of me. I hummed against her bundle of nerves loving what I was able to do to her.

  “Please, Ethan. Please, baby.”

  Fuck. The sound of her calling me baby, the tone of desperation in her voice...I released her and climbed up her body, kissing her stomach as I moved up to her breasts. Unable to resist, I took one of her pert nipples into my mouth and sucked, licked, fondled her with my tongue. Her grip on me tightened as I worshipped her beautiful breasts.

  She moaned, called out my name, and grinded her hot, wet, pussy against my stomach. She was searching for friction. Needing it. I was on the verge of giving her everything she so desperately needed.

  I leaned away from her to reach for my pants when she grabbed my arm. I looked at her and saw panic in her heated eyes.

  “Where are you going?”

  I wanted to laugh but I knew it would only upset her. “Nowhere, baby. I’m going to get a condom.”

  “Are you clean?” she asked, and I almost fell off the bed.

  “What?”

  “Are you clean? Because I am. I just got checked before I came down here. My mom’s health scared the crap out of me, so I went to get tested. Lionel and I haven’t umm…been together since the test, so I’m clean and I’m good on the, umm, other thing. So, if you’re clean and you want to…I want…” she trailed off and watched me closely, her brown eyes wary, hesitant.

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. There were so many things I wanted to say, needed to address, but the only thing that kept repeating in my head was, “If you’re clean and you want to…”

  I didn’t say another word. Fuck, the fact that she was offering herself this way, and the thought of feeling her bare had unmanned me.

  I crashed my lips to hers and kissed her with everything I had in me. I demanded her submission and she gave it. My tongue devoured her mouth, taking everything she was willing to give and even shit she wasn’t.

  She moaned in my mouth, her fingers raking up and down my back, squeezing me. I had no fucking choice but to angle my hips back from her body until the head of my dick was at her entrance. I pushed past her folds, slowly making sure I took my time and savored every inch of her tight, wet pussy until my balls were against her ass.

  Lexie ripped her lips from mine and panted roughly. I buried my face in her neck, kissing her, sucking on her skin, trying desperately not to slam into her as I slid out and slowly pushed back in.

  But fuck, she was tight. Her pussy was wrapping around my dick, swaddling it like a newborn baby. Her arms and legs were doing the same.

  “Fuuucckkk…baby. You’re so fucking tight. So, wet, so good,” I whispered against her goose-pimpled skin.

  “Hmmm, please, Ethan, I can’t please…you’re…”

  I stopped moving immediately and sat up. “What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?”

  She shook her head frantically and trapped her bottom lip between her teeth.

  “What then, Lex? Talk to me.”

  She let out a breath and released her lip. She looked uncomfortable, as if she was going to say something I didn’t like. “It’s just that I’m not used to…you know, your size. I’m afraid you’re going to um… break me.”

  I laughed. That time, I couldn’t help it. She frowned at me and I kissed her lips.

  I stayed a breath apart from her lips and whispered, “I promise, baby, you won’t break. But I am going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a least a week.” Her eyes went wide, and I kissed her again. “Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. Trust me.”

  I bowed my back so I could take one of her nipples into my mouth. I circled the sensitive peak, sucking and licking one nipple while my other hand pinched and played with the other.

  Soon, her hips were moving against me and I felt her gush all over me. That was when I moved. I swiveled my hips, pulling out then pushing in, slowly, letting her body get used to the feel of me. I rested my forehead on hers and breathed in her scent. She smelled heavenly; vanilla mixed with the musk of desire had my dick pulsing.

  I closed my eyes and gave her exactly what was in my heart before I fucked her senseless.

  “You feel so fucking good. I’m going to fuck you now. It’s going to be rough and passionate and I guarantee you, you’ll be screaming my name all night long. I’m claiming you, baby. Do you understand that?”

  There was a pause from her, but I knew she heard me. I felt the quickness of her breaths against my face. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I could feel her heart pounding against me.

  I sat up so I could see her eyes. “You ready?”

  She closed her eyes and nodded.

  “Good. Hold on to me, baby. It’s going to be a helluva ride.”

  ***

  I held her languid, soft, body in my arms, which was exactly where she needed to be. Her head was resting on my chest, her leg bent and resting on my thigh, and her hand was caressing my stomach, my chest. I had been trying to calm my shit for at least twenty minutes. Being with her, the sensation of her touch was breaking down my defenses. My heart hadn’t stopped beating against my ribcage like crazy since the moment I found my release.

  Having her in my arms was something I’d dreamed about and that shit had just come true. And fucking her, feeling her orgasm all over my dick while I pounded her pussy, was a dream come true.

  I didn’t go too hard on her this time. I mixed it up, going slow at first, driving her insane, her arousal coating my dick, the sheets. Then I picked up the pace, pounding into her hard, circling my hips against hers, making sure my groin glided over her clit with every hard thrust. Her climax had built fast and just before she toppled over the edge, I slowed down.

  I’d wanted that shit to last. I’d wanted her crawling up the walls, going crazy, ready to fuck like mad. When I got her there, when she could no longer take the torture, our lovemaking went to heights I couldn’t believe.

  We hit every position I could think of, used every surface in the room, even the balcony banister. I went down on her, she went down on me and sucked me until I was seeing stars.

  Damn, I’d never, ever experienced a night like I’d just shared with Lexie. I wanted more. I wanted to fuck her like this every day for the rest of my life. If I didn’t think she was made for me before, I knew that shit was true now. She was mine and I wasn’t giving her up.

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sp; “Ethan?”

  “Yeah, baby?”

  I squeezed her body closer to me, all the while aimlessly rubbing her smooth, soft thigh.

  “Where do we go from here? I mean, are we…umm…do you want…”

  I shifted slightly and tilted her chin upward so I could see her face, look into her eyes. I understood what she was trying to say. I just wasn’t sure why she was asking me. Couldn’t she feel what I wanted with every thrust of my dick, every swipe of my tongue and touch of my hands? What more assurance did she need?

  “Well, Lexie, I hope what happens next is you tell me you’re not marrying that piece of shit.” I laid it out for her, hoping she heard the irritation in my voice.

  She sat up and studied my face. The room was dark, except for a sliver of light shining through the curtains. I was sure she saw the irritation in my eyes, the fury on my face. She rubbed my cheeks, moved closer and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

  “That goes without saying. In fact, I have already given him his walking papers.”

  My brows furrowed deeply as her words registered in my foggy brain. “What?”

  She smiled and proceeded to throw my world upside down. “I gave him the ring back; told him we were through.”

  I sprang up and shifted our positions, trapping her body under mine. She laughed, opened her legs for me, and allowed me to settle between her supple thighs.

  “Baby, don’t play with me. When did this happen?”

  Grinning, Lexie ran her hands up my arms and down my back to my ass. She squeezed and draped her legs over my calves.

  “I told him weeks ago.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me?” I said softly, wondering what would have happened a couple of days ago at her parents’ house had I known she was free. I had a feeling something was up with them, but I figured she’d tell me. Fuck, had I known then... I shook my head. We wasted days apart. I could’ve had her days ago.

  “It just sort of happened,” she explained, bringing me out of my thoughts. “It wasn’t planned. I actually told him it was over the last time you saw him. We got into an argument about something I don’t remember, and I just had it and gave him his ring back.”