Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(111)

“Fuck, baby, don’t say shit like that or I won’t last.”

He ripped the ponytail holder out of my hair, wrapped the length of my hair around his wrist twice and tugged, so that I was forced to look up at him. His mouth came down hard onto mine and his tongue instantly darted inside. I missed his lips on me, anywhere they wanted to be on me, just as long as they were on me. His other hand traveled down my body lightly. The contrast between his rough pulling in one hand and the sweet caress of the other was invigorating. He knew I loved a little of both. When I bit down into his bottom lip, he picked up his pace again, pumping faster inside of me. I released his lip and he moved his mouth down to the spot under my ear.

“It kills me to see you writhing underneath me. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” his voice dropped to a tone that I knew would make me come if he continued talking. “I love you so damn much.” With that, my body went off and I cried out his name again. His head ducked into my neck as he quickly followed behind me. We stayed there for a couple of minutes longer, heavily breathing in and out. “For as long as I live, I’ll never forget how your heartbeat feels against my chest,” he whispered.

This statement brought me back to reality. I slid off the freezer, reached down and pulled my shorts back on. I heaved my ruined shirt off over my head and found the shelves that held the extra t-shirts. I found one close to my size and pulled it on quickly.

When I started for the door, he called out, “Emerson, talk to me.”

“I’m probably going to get fired for leaving the bar unattended. I need to get back out there.”

“We aren’t even going to talk about what happened here?”

“There’s nothing to talk about. We got an urge out of our systems.” With that, I walked back out to the bar, leaving my broken heart with him in the storage room.

Back behind the bar, I spotted Cole glaring at the back room door from a barstool. I grabbed a rag and started wiping down the already clean bar top. I scanned the building to see if I could see Ed anywhere, thank goodness he must still be in his office.

“About damn time Em, I had to cover for you while you were back there,” Cole said angrily. “Are you okay, or do I need to go back there and take care of him?”

I came around the bar and collided into Cole with a big hug. “I don’t think you will ever understand how much I appreciate your protectiveness or how thankful I am for you loving Quinn so much, Coley.”

He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed tight. I felt him lay his cheek down on the top of my head. “You’re like my sister, Em. I’ll beat up any guy that does you wrong, even if he is my best friend.” Speak of the devil, Jaxon walked out of the backroom right then. “I don’t think I need to guess what you guys were doing back there. Just be thankful Jace went and turned on the jukebox right after he followed you or we probably would have heard it all. Seeing your faces now though, do you really think that was the best idea?” he whispered, still holding on to me.

“No, I don’t. But I missed him so much.” The tears were starting to come so I began to pull away but he just squeezed me in tighter.

“I hate seeing you hurt, Emmy.”

“I’ll learn to be okay.”

“Get your hands off of her and let’s go,” Jaxon grated out from behind us. I stepped back from Cole, wiped my eyes and he sighed in a frustrated tone.

I went back behind the bar and started getting everything cleaned up for the night.

“Stop being a jackass,” Cole said, slapping Jaxon on the back of the head as he walked by. “And don’t think I’m not going to kick your ass for what you said to her earlier either.”