Broken (Surrender Book 1)

‘COFFEE?’ I ASKED, WHILE filling my Keurig canister with water. I poured my glass of wine out in the sink, opting for a caffeinated drink instead.

‘Sure,’ he said as he reached above me for two coffee mugs.

‘I’ve decided to drop out of dental school.’ This was a much-needed change in conversation.

Conner stood beside me, leaning his back against the counter. ‘Really?’ His eyebrows rose as he slowly nodded.

I prepared his coffee just the way he liked it – black and handed it to him. Leaning my back against the counter, I crossed my arms, holding the coffee mug in my hand. ‘Yeah. I’ve been doing some soul searching, if you will. I’m just not happy. I only pursued dentistry because of my dad. With him being an oral surgeon and Helena being a plastic surgeon, my options were few in their eyes. They always imagined that I would follow in his or her footsteps.’ Conner listened intently as he drank his coffee. ‘I’ve always love sketching, creating my own patterns, and sewing my own designs. For as long as I can remember, it’s all I’ve ever wanted to do. I sew almost all my clothes. And I have journals full of sketches. It’s all I ever think about.’

‘Wow. That’s incredible. I’m proud of you, angel.’

‘Thanks. Now all I have to do is break the news to my folks,’ I said with chagrin and took a sip of my coffee.

‘You can’t live your life for your parents or for anyone. Stop trying to please everyone. It’s fucking exhausting and will only make you miserable in the process.’

A slow smile curved on my lips. ‘Just like that, huh. You make it sound so simple.’

He removed my mug from my hand, and placed both mugs on the counter beside us, before standing in front of me. My body buzzed with awareness and arousal as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I tried desperately to keep my hormones in check, at least during this conversation, but all I could think about was how he felt inside of me. ‘It really is that simple. If you’re not happy with your career path, change it. I’ll support you in any way you need. I’ll buy you a fucking store. Whatever you want. Just let me know. I’ll write you a blank check.’

My eyes slightly bugged at his offer. ‘It’s really awesome that you believe in me like that. Thank you. But keep your money, Mr. Money Bags,’ I teased. ‘I have some inheritance money saved up from my grandfather. I’ve decided to use some of it for tuition. I’m going to major in Fashion Design.’ I ran my hands up and down his arms before standing on my tippy toes and wrapping my arms around his neck. ‘Did you always want to work in real estate development?’

‘My dad groomed us – me since I was a child. It’s all I’ve ever known and what I’ve always wanted to do.’

I caught the slip but ignored it. ‘Well, you rock at it. I read an article in last week’s Business Journal U.S.A on you and your latest home division expansion of Brathwaite, Inc. Your father must be very proud.’

‘I don’t know. Maybe.’

I nuzzled my lips against his neck. ‘I must say it’s kinda hot. Dating a boss, and all.’  I sucked on the beating pulse in his neck, before planting kisses along his jaw. His fingertips gripped my sides.

A slow simmer of desire coursed through my veins as his hands traveled to my backside and squeezed. My center still ached from our earlier sexcapades, but I still wanted more of him. As much as I could get. The answering bulge in his pants told me he wanted more of me too.

Conner swiftly lifted me up onto the countertop, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. ‘You drive me fucking wild,’ he confessed, his voice laced with need.

‘Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.’ I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head, exposing his hard, tanned body. Faint scratches marred his shoulders from our earlier lovemaking.

We started kissing feverishly, and he pulled the top of my strapless maxi dress down to my waist. His large hands massaged my breasts, and he broke from our kiss to pay them both revert attention. I moaned his name repeatedly as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it, before tugging it gently between his teeth. Bunching my dress up my thighs, he slid my panties down and stuffed them into his back pocket. I clawed at his back, creating new marks. My sex and thighs were slick with my juices, and I ground my hips into him. I made a mental note to sanitize the counters the very next day.

He moved his mouth up to meet mine, and our tongues mingled in a carnal kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, pulling them down just enough to expose his hard cock.

He pulled me forward by my hips and penetrated me so deliciously slow and so deep. ‘I can’t get over how tight you are,’ he said against my lips in a trembling voice. ‘Fuck,’ he growled as our bodies began to move.

While still kissing me, Conner gripped my backside and lifted me off the counter. With my legs wrapped tightly around him, he bounced me up and down onto his hard length, continuously and effortlessly, causing my eyes to roll back in my head. At some point during the bouncing, we made our way to my bedroom.

‘I need to ride you. Please, baby,’ I begged, my voice sounding unrecognizable to my ears.

He set me down on my feet, and I pushed him back onto the bed. I climbed on top of him in an instant and straddled him. His hands roamed up and down my back and squeezed my bum cheeks, while I seductively ran my tongue along the flat disc of his nipples. His chest rose and fell rapidly, as I licked my way down his chest, to the ridges of his abs.

‘Damn, you’re sexy,’ I rasped, before trailing my tongue back up the contours of his chest, his throat, and to his lips. I sucked on his tongue before breaking our kiss. ‘I need you inside of me,’ I said. ‘Now.’ I arched my back and splayed my hands across his chest as I lowered myself onto him.  The penetration was so deep with me on top. The intensity of being completely stuffed caused me to gasp. His fingertips bit into my hips as I slowly raised myself up to the tip of him, before dropping myself back down.

‘Ah, fuck,’ he gritted out. I continued my torturous riding. Slowly up to the tip. Crashing down onto his entire length. After a few times, he stilled my movements by gripping onto my sides. ‘Wait, wait, wait, baby, fuck!’

I removed his hands from my waist and placed them on my breasts. ‘Hold on, daddy. Just lie back and enjoy the ride.’ I began circling and bucking my hips, riding his cock like an expert cowgirl. ‘Ah, Conner!  It feels so fucking good!’ I screamed and moaned as the pressure built up in my womb. ‘Fuck, baby, I’m about to cum!’ An orgasm skirted to the surface as my head lolled back in total bliss.

‘Fuck, you know how to ride this dick!’ he growled, as his fingers gripped my bum cheeks. He began thrusting his hips into me, topping me from the bottom, causing orgasm number two to hit me with full force. Tingly sensations coursed throughout my body from my toenails up to my hair follicles. My walls began to squeeze down on his cock, and fireworks exploded behind my eyes. The look on his face was one of pained ecstasy before he flipped me over in some type of acrobatic Kamasutra position.

Conner now sat up straight, his back against the headboard, his long legs outstretched in front of him. I was turned away from him, my arms grasping his muscular calves, as I lay face down, along the length of his legs. My opened legs were outstretched on each side of his waist. Our centers met in this position. Conner penetrated me while grabbing my hips and gliding me up and down onto him. It paid off to be petite, as Conner flipped me into this position in all of two seconds. Never I had I ever had sex in this position, but always and forever would I keep this in my mental Rolodex. I was too revved up to feel awkward about the fact that Conner had a close-up view of my bouncing bum cheeks.

I cried out indiscernible moans and grunts, and I completely fell apart when I felt his wicked tongue lick between the crack of my cheeks. Orgasm number three ripped through me when he penetrated my anus with his tongue. I trembled around him, causing him to follow me over the cliff into an earthshattering abyss.

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THANKS, GOOGLE. THE PRONE Tiger was the position that rocked my world inside out. I put my phone down on the nightstand, as I heard the bathroom faucet shut off. Conner strolled out of the bathroom in all his naked glory and snuggled under the sheets with me.  I snuggled against his chest, and he wrapped his arms tightly around me. ‘You’re going to be the death of me one day,’ he said in a gravelly voice.

I looked up at him with a sedated smile on my face.

‘I thought my fucking brain was going to explode,’ he said on a chuckle.

‘I don’t think I can walk,’ I confessed. We both laughed heartily at our banter. But what was going on between us and blossoming within me was no laughing matter. I love you. That thought ran through my mind and pierced my heart. I knew at that moment; Conner had the power obliterate my heart in a thousand tiny pieces. As I looked into his brilliant green eyes, I think I saw love reflected at me, which made my heart swell. But I also saw an immense amount of pain in the depths of his irises.  But what caused my heart to catch in my throat, were the secrets. Secrets lie beneath his eyes like a dormant volcano, threatening to erupt and destroy everything in its wake, mainly me.  I looked away and rested my head on his chest once again, and I closed my eyes. The beating of his heart soothed my unsettled spirit. This is real. As real as his heartbeat. His secrets have nothing to do with me.  His breathing began to slow down, as did mine, and sleep soon came for the both of us.