Broken (24 page)

My heart was breaking for her.

“You told me last night I healed you, but you healed me just as much. I love you, Layton. I’ll love you forever, too.”

I slammed my lips to hers as I picked up her wet body. I reached over, turned off the water, and brought her to the bed. I gently laid her down and crawled on top of her.

The moment I entered her body, I felt all the anger, fear, and doubt just leave my body. Our wet bodies moved together in sync. It wasn’t long before we were both calling out each other’s names again.

She was my angel who had been sent to me from Mike. I felt it so strongly. I knew Mike had sent her to me.

I pulled her next to me and held on to her as tightly as I could.

I was finally happy, finally at peace.

I opened my eyes when I heard Layton’s cell phone going off.

Oh shit! Courtney is probably freaking out. I never called her.

“Hey, Lucky, there better be a damn good reason you’re calling me. You interrupted the pure heaven I’ve been in.”

I smiled as I pulled the covers up and over my mouth to giggle.

Oh my God! I can’t believe this is happening to me.
I swore off men. I was never going to fall in love again, but Layton…he loves me. I feel it in my heart.

I’d never felt like this with Roger, not even in the beginning. It had never felt so…powerful, so full of magic and love.

Layton sat up and smiled. “He’s here? No shit? How the fuck did they get him here so fast?”

He? Who in the hell is Layton talking about?

“We’ll be down in a few minutes. Yes…don’t run him until I get there.”

A horse—he must be talking about the horse he went to see last week.

He hung up the phone and leaned down toward me with the biggest smile on his face. He gently brushed his lips against mine, and I let out a slow, low moan. He pulled slightly away and kept his eyes closed.

“How is it even possible I could want you so badly again?”

I laughed as I ran my index finger down the side of his face. He opened his eyes, and I let out a gasp when I saw his beautiful blue eyes looking into mine.

I could barely talk. “Layton,” I whispered, “is it even possible to fall so madly in love with someone like this?”

He smiled that crooked smile of his, and I swore his eyes sparkled as he glanced down at my lips and then back into my eyes.

“Yes,” he whispered. “You wanna go see a horse?”

I laughed and nodded. “Yes! I want to be wherever you are.”

He reached down and kissed my nose. He jumped up and walked over toward his closet before turning back to look at me. “Your clothes?”

“I have spare clothes in my car,” I said with a wink.

He returned my wink with a panty-melting smile as he grabbed a pair of jeans and put them on. For some reason, the idea of him going commando turned me on even more. He walked out of his closet with flip-flops, and I fell back onto the pillow and moaned.

Holy shit. He makes fucking flip-flops look sexy as hell. A cowboy in damn flip-flops! Oh God, what is he doing to me?

I slowly moved my hand down and touched myself.

What in the hell is wrong with me?

I had such a damn pulsing feeling between my legs. I just needed it to stop.

How is it possible to have this much sex yet still be so damn horny?

“Whitley?”

I looked up at him. “Hmm?”

“Are you feeling on yourself? Baby, I think you’re trying to put me in the hospital. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at my stamina, but damn, baby.”

“I just…I’ve never had such a need for someone before in my life. Just watching you turns me on and…” I moved my hand faster
.

Oh my God, I can’t even believe what I’m doing!

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. The next thing I knew, the covers were off of me, and I felt Layton’s hot breath. One touch of his tongue on my clit, and I lost it. I grabbed the sheets, and all I could do was ride out one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. He slid his fingers into me, and I felt another one coming on just as the first one was ending.

I started to shake my head. “Oh. My. God. I can’t take another one. I can’t!”

He moved his tongue faster and did something with his fingers that just sent me over the edge. I bucked my hips and started calling out his name.

He moved his kisses up my body. When he put his lips to my neck, he whispered, “I love it when you come and hearing you call out my name, Whit.”

I finally came back to Earth and looked into his eyes. “I don’t know what came over me. I’m so embarrassed.” I pulled the pillow over my head.

He laughed and pushed it out of the way. “Whitley, that was one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen. You can do that anytime you want!”

I felt the heat in my face as he moved the back of his hand down my face.

“Nothing is more beautiful than your face…with that rose color in your cheeks.” He jumped up and adjusted himself. “Now, I’m going out to your car. Behave while I’m gone.” He started to walk off.

I called out, “My clothes are in a pale blue gym bag in the trunk!”

The moment he opened the door, both dogs came running in, and they jumped on the bed before he yelled and told them to follow him.

I laid there for a minute or two before remembering Courtney.

“Fuck!” I jumped up, wrapped the blanket around me, and set out for my phone.

I had twenty-seven missed calls, thirty-two text messages, and five voice mails—all from Court
.

Oh shit.
I took a deep breath and hit her number.

“Where in the fuck have you been? Do you know how worried I’ve been, you bitch?”

“Lollipop, I’m so sorry!”

“Oh, oh, don’t you even Lollipop my ass. I’ve gone mad, wondering what in the hell happened to you. You better start talking, and you better tell me you got laid, or I’m going to be even more pissed!”

I walked back into Layton’s bedroom and sat down on the bed.

Where in the hell do I start?

“Courtney…”

“Oh. My. God. Is he big?”

“What? That’s really what you’re gonna ask me, Court? If he’s big?”

“Um…hell yeah, that’s my first question. I bet he is. He looks like he is well-off in that area. I mean, from the bulge I’ve seen in his tight-ass Wranglers.”

My mouth dropped open, and I let out a sigh. “Okay, first off, you’re
never
allowed to look at that again—ever. Off-limits. Second, yeah, he is.”

“Ah hell! I knew it! How many times?”

“Um…I don’t even remember. But I had wall sex…in the shower!”

“You cunt! I hate you.”

“Oh my God, Court! That was so mean. I can’t believe you just called me that.” I giggled.

“Really, Whit? You swear off men, and then you go off and have mad, passionate sex with one of the best-looking guys I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I’m totally hating on you right now. I just want to have sex. I’d take bad sex at this point. Maybe I should ask Reed.”

I lost it and laughed. “Courtney! You’re so mean. Reed is a sweetheart.”

“He’s a pussy. Do you know what I found out this morning? He’s a horticulturist. He screws around with flowers and shit!”

Wow, I didn’t see that one coming.

“See? Even you’re in shock. He should be like a cop or something with that hot body of his. He didn’t take it too lightly this morning when I called him a tree-loving, cultivating-plant pussy.”

My mouth dropped open, and I just sat there. She so liked him. It was unreal.

“We argued for a good twenty minutes about a damn tree. I’ve never in my life had anyone get under my skin as much as he does. But forget about plant-pussy. I want to know everything!”

“Okay, well, he’s an amazing lover, and when I say amazing, I mean ah-may-zing. I’m totally in—”

I glanced up and saw Layton leaning against the doorjamb, smiling at me.

I stopped talking and smiled at him. He was holding my bag, and I looked his body up and down. His hair looked like he’d just had a good fucking. His smile was beyond beautiful, and the look in his eyes was filled with passion.

“You’re totally in, what? Whit? Hello? Holy hell, you can’t just stop mid-sentence like that.”

“Um…” I barely said as I couldn’t pull my eyes from him.

He dropped the bag and walked up to me. I smiled as he knelt down in front of me.

He took the phone out of my hand. “Hey, Court,” he said.

Layton laughed at whatever Courtney had said to him. “Sweetheart, she’s gonna have to call you later.”

He pulled the phone away from his ear, and I could hear Courtney.

“Wait! Layton—”

He hit End and tossed my phone onto the bed. Then, he put his hand behind my neck as he brought my lips to his, and he kissed me so gently and sweetly.

He pulled back slightly and smiled. “I so want to make love to you again, but I think I’ve exhausted my dick.”

I let out a giggle. “I’ve never had so much sex in such a short amount of time in my life.”

“Come on, babe. I want to show you something, and I have your surprise.” He stood and pulled me up with him.

I looked at his massive chest and placed both hands on him as the blanket fell away from me. His body was beyond perfect. I didn’t think I would ever get tired of looking at it.

“Jesus, Whit, I gotta go finish getting dressed.” He looked my body up and down and licked his lips.

I didn’t know what came over me, but I had the intense urge to drop to my knees and take him into my mouth. He turned and walked away before I could. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

Jesus, Whitley…calm the hell down…you ho!

“Here, babe.”

I opened my eyes to see him holding my bag. I took it, and I gave him a wink. “Give me five minutes.”

He smiled and nodded. “I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

I turned and took off into his massive bathroom. I looked at the shower and blushed at the intense sex we’d had in there, earlier this morning. I’d never been fucked against a wall, and that was exactly what had happened. He’d made my body feel so alive. It was hotter than hell, and it was something I surely wanted to do again.

It was hard to believe that twenty-four hours ago, I had fought my feelings for him so hard.

No longer.
All I wanted to do was be in his arms—forever.

Layton held on to my hand and rubbed it up and down with his thumb, making the butterflies go crazy in my stomach.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

He was driving on the road that went through his whole ranch. We had just driven by the main stables, and I was shocked at how massive it was.

He smiled. “To the track.”

“The track?”

He glanced at me and nodded.

“You have a racetrack on your property?”

He laughed. “Yep, it’s a small quarter-mile track that Mike put in about three years ago.”

“Wow.”

How much money did they make off their horses anyway?

“Mike was just like our old man. He knew his horses. Since we were in high school, he made me save every damn dime I’d made, and he would use half of it on the races. He always at least doubled it.”

It’s like he’s reading my mind.

He glanced over and smiled at me. “What made a girl from New York move to the small town of Llano?”

I laughed and shook my head. “I’ve wanted to move to Texas since I was in high school. One day, my dad met this guy at the racetrack, and he talked about his hometown in Texas. My dad instantly connected with him, and needless to say, they became fast friends, especially after my father won over a hundred and fifty thousand dollars on the races just from listening to this guy. Oh man, did he know his racehorses. We saw him a number of times after that, and each time, my dad made a ton of money. Nothing like that first day though!”

I smiled, remembering back to the first time we had met him. Fast-Track Jack was his name. He had the bluest of blue eyes and a dimple on his cheek. I remembered being slightly in awe over how good-looking he was. Even my mother had leaned over to tell me she’d had to fan herself from the heat coming from the guy. I briefly closed my eyes and pictured that day.