Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(110)

He pulled back too soon and stared into my eyes again. “Talk to me, Emerson.”

“No,” was my only answer. Then I pulled his head back to mine.

“I hate that I hurt your lip, baby.” He pushed back and laid small kisses on my bottom lip. My mouth opened to allow his tenderness.

Not giving him a chance to stop the delicious feel of his body against mine, I reached down for the hem of his shirt. I needed to feel his skin and I needed it against mine. He didn’t resist, instead he helped me by grabbing the back of hiscollar with one hand and pulling it over his head. My hands were instantly on his chest feeling the bulges of his muscles. His skin was on fire and I instantly flushed from the feel of it. I wanted him and I knew he wanted me just as bad. His thirst was rolling off of him and it would have suffocated me if I hadn’t been feeling the same thing. He may not want me in his heart anymore, but for now, I could deal with the fact that he wanted my body. I could feel his need growing between my legs.

I wanted him to take off all of my clothes and remove his pants. I wanted to forget everything he had done to me that ripped my heart out. I just wanted to enjoy the one body that had ever actually pleased me. He started moving again and this time I felt something hit the back of my thighs. I realized he had moved us to the big deep freezer. He lifted me up a little so I was sitting on the edge.

“Emerson, stop. I’m not going to do this till we talk.”

“There’s nothing to talk about besides the fact that I want you and I need you inside of me.” He groaned at my words. What could he possibly have to tell me? I knew what this was. It was a weak moment. We both knew how well we were together in the bedroom and that just for now, we wanted that back.

I could feel how rock-hard he was now and I couldn’t stop myself from moving back and forth against him. When I looked up at him, his eyes were rolled back in his head and his mouth was open. A short gasp whistled between his teeth. I loved this man with everything I had; this was absolutely going to annihilate me after we were done. There would be nothing left, but then again, I don’t know if there had been anything left in the first place. When he started his own rhythm of torture swaying into me, my back arched and I lifted my chest up toward him. The neckline of my shirt was already low, so he pulled it down further.

“Do you have another shirt here?” he asked roughly.

“Uh… I don’t think I have one like this, but I could probably find a t-shirt. Why?”

“Good, you shouldn’t be wearing this so every dick out there can look at your tits all night anyway.” At that, he ripped the neckline of my shirt until my breasts were fully exposed. He pushed my bra down as well and took me in his mouth.

“Jaxon!” I gasped.

He rocked against me faster and I relished the moan that shot out his mouth. I was so close but I didn’t want to end like this. I reached down for his waistband and pulled to let him know what I wanted. He moved back and I almost cried at the loss of his mouth on me. He quickly pulled my shorts and panties down my legs and tossed them to the ground. He unbuttoned his jeans and reached into his wallet for a condom before shoving them down his legs. Clutching my hips with his fingertips, he was instantly inside of me. Oh. My. God… yes. How had I forgotten how wonderfully he filled me? How he completed every need that I had.

“Please talk to me,” he said again. Who would want to talk during this moment? I don’t think I could coherently express any thoughts right now.

“I know what this is, Jaxon. I’m not going to expect anything from you after this. I’m a big girl. Please, just go. Harder. I need you.”