Broken In Pieces: Billionaire Stepbrother Romance (Wounded Hearts Book 1) (11 page)

“Maybe she just had a bad day and she’s tired,” I offer an excuse.

“Maybe. She’s just usually very calm and collected. It’s strange to encounter her in such a different mood,” he insists. I begin to laugh, a rolling hard laugh and he stares at me as if I’m an alien.

“Now that’s the pot calling the kettle black. You have so many different personalities and moods that I get whiplash just being in the same vicinity as you,” I burst out.

He and Sarah both begin to laugh as he grabs my hand and pulls me up in front of him. He kisses me, “Oh is that so, Miss Stollings.” I nod an exaggerated yes.

Sarah serves us dinner and retires for the evening. The meal is absolutely wonderful, as I knew it would be from the aroma. Blade packs a bag and we head back to the apartment. Donna’s already back from practice and Styx is with her. “Holy shit sis. What the fuck happened to your eye?” Styx asks.

“It’s a long story,” I smile at him.

“Did somebody hurt you?” he growls as he gives Blade an
‘I’ll kill you motherfucker’
glare.

“No, no Styx. It wasn’t Blade. He’d never hurt me,” I protest and his stance softens. “No more secrets,” I say as I look at Blade, then I tell Styx the whole sorted story.

He is livid. “If that scum ever gets out of jail, he’s mine. I’ll kill the son of a bitch!” he growls again.

“You’ll have to stand in line behind me,” Blade assures him, as he strokes back my hair and kisses my forehead.

When everything settles back down, I excuse myself so I can change out of the clothes that are swallowing me whole. As I come back out of the bedroom, Donna asks me to help her in the kitchen. I know something’s up because Donna never wants help in the kitchen. She always says a kitchen is only made for one cook. “I just wanted to talk to you by yourself and that’s hard because Studly never leaves your side,” she giggles and I can’t help but giggle too.

“I want to make sure you’re okay. You’ve been through so much and I’m worried about you,” she takes my hand.

“I’m okay. Not great, but okay. I’m actually better than I have been in a long while. I’ve felt like the dirty little secret for so long that it had begun to consume me. I feel freer now that everything is out,” I assure her.

“If you need me, if you need
anything
, you know I’m here for you,” she says and I nod that I know.

Just then, Blade and Styx walk into the room. “What are you ladies up to?” Blade smiles as he comes over to stand by me.

“Oh, we were just talking about all the other hunky men in our lives, besides you two,” Donna jokes and Styx is beside her in a flash with both arms around her. This seems serious and Donna seems all in.

“If you’re going to be here with Sis, I might just kidnap this sexy woman for the night,” Styx says to Blade as he nuzzles Donna’s cheek.

“No way that I’d be anywhere else,” Blade proclaims. I give him an exasperated look but he just ignores me.

Blade and Styx are talking as we walk him and Donna to the door. “You’re really into him aren’t you,” I whisper in Donna’s ear. She gives me a sheepish grin and a nod of her head. We say our good byes and while Blade’s locking up, I meander over to the couch. He turns to head back toward me but stops in the middle of the room with the oddest look on his face. “What? What’s wrong?” I ask.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he exclaims and I feel my face flush instantly. “Every time I see that black eye on that gorgeous face, I wish I had killed that son of a bitch,” he says with his jaw clinched.

“Shhhh….none of that. It’s over and done with and that’s how we’re going to leave it.” He walks over to the sound system and a few moments later I hear Percy Sledge crooning about ‘When a Man Loves a Woman’.

Blade comes to the couch and stretches out his hand, “Dance with me.”

“You know I’m not good at this,” I protest as I take his hand. We begin and it only takes moments before his movements take me over. I feel so safe and free in his arms. He has the body of a god and it feels so good against mine. His scent is delectable, so fresh and clean. He leans down and I feel his hot breath on my neck as he begins a trail of the most feather-like kisses. I feel my entire body heat up. His hands begin their journey down my back until he has two hands full of ass. I feel warmth down below that I’ve never felt before.

“We shouldn’t do this,” I whisper but I don’t resist. I feel his erection growing against me.

“Why not,” he asks between kisses as one hand slides up to my breast. “You’re my boss,” I tilt my head back to make it easier for him to play.

“Okay, you’re fired.” His kisses move down past my collar bone, “What else?”

“You’re my step brother,” I whisper breathlessly.

“No blood relation,” he answers. “What else?” His hand leaves my breast and moves to the thin strap of my sundress.

“I don’t want to be just another flavor of the week to you,” I whisper as his other hand leaves my ass and glides to the other strap of my dress.

“You’re the flavor of a lifetime, baby girl,” he slides the straps down my arms. I feel my dress ease down my body until it is a pile of material around my feet. His mouth is up by my ear now. “What else?” he asks as his hands begin moving over my body and caressing every inch of me. I feel a surge shoot through me and my panties are dripping wet.

“I got nothing. Abso-fucking-lutely nothing,” I whisper as I bury my hands in his amazing raven hair. It feels so soft between my fingers. He reaches down and picks me up, “Wrap your legs around me baby girl.” I do as I’m told and his eyes come up to meet mine. As he’s carrying me to the bedroom, I’m lost in the most beautiful pools of cyan and it feels like he’s delving into my soul again. He gently places me on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine, and pulls off my panties. He stands and begins to undress. He’s so fucking gorgeous; I can’t help but stare at his perfectly sculpted body.

His lips come down to meet mine, his tongue slides into my mouth and we try to devour one another. His taste is addicting and I have to have more. He begins to trail along my neck again and his hand goes to pull down my lacy, strapless bra. “No. Not the bra, please,” I whisper and he retracts his hand and slides it down my stomach. I feel his fingers slowly ease between the lips of my pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I feel his smile against my skin as he continues his kissing down my stomach and his fingers find my clit. His touch is so divine it makes me tingle all over. He moves down between my legs but never stops kissing me. When he reaches the bottom of my stomach, his tongue takes over for his lips. A second later, I feel his hot breath on my pussy as he begins to torture my clit with his tongue. The feeling is sensational and when his finger finds its way inside me, I’m breathless again.

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl.” His words, combined with the magic of his fingers, are almost too much. When his tongue replaces his finger and dips deep inside me, I feel like I might explode. I don’t know if I can handle this. He stops, almost instantly, and raises his head just enough for our eyes to meet.

“You’re trembling,” he slides an arm under each of my thighs and wraps them around my hips until his hands are on my stomach. “Hold my hands,” he says with so much caring in his voice. I take his hands and our fingers interlock. “Let me take you on this journey, baby girl. You’re safe. You’re my lady and I’d never hurt you.” He makes me feel so secure and I nod yes, to let him know to continue.

He lowers his head and begins teasing my clit again. The heat is building even faster this time. I trust him. I feel safe with him. I want him more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. The teasing becomes a merciless, clit taunting and I feel it building. Oh God, I feel like I am going to spontaneously combust when I find my release. “Oh my God! Oh God, please!” I scream as I squeeze his hands tight. When I’m finished, it feels that every ounce of energy in my body has left me.

Blade eases his tongue down and enters me one last time, “Damn, you taste so good. I can’t get enough of you.”

He raises his head slightly, “I want to be inside you.” I nod and give him a look of pure pleasure. He moves up and kisses me again. I taste myself on him and it excites me. “See, I told you that you taste good,” he smiles at me. “Are you ready, baby girl,” he whispers and I nod yes. “Spread your legs further and raise your knees a little,” he says gently.

I feel the head of his dick as he begins to enter me, “You’re fucking huge,” I mutter with some anxiety.

“It’s okay, baby girl. Just relax and let me in,” he whispers. I take a deep breath and consciously relax my body, letting all my inhibitions go. He feels me relax, then slams deep inside me and stops. “Your pussy belongs to me. No one else. It’s mine,” he looks deep into my eyes.

“Yes,” I say, as I exhale.

“Tell me baby girl. Say it,” he pleads as though his life depends on it.

“My pussy belongs to you,” I whisper.

He begins to move slowly, in and out of me. His huge dick is stretching the walls of my pussy so tight that it’s almost painful. But this pain is full of ecstasy beyond my wildest dreams. He’s moving faster and I find his rhythm. My hips thrust to meet his every stroke and I tighten my pussy against his shaft. His tongue invades my mouth again and we devour each other from both ends.

“You’re so fucking tight, baby girl. Come for me. Show me that your pussy belongs to me. Come for me,” and the desire to show him consumes me. I explode, exhaling a loud groan that is his undoing and I feel his warm release inside me. He lays his head on my chest and we are both a panting pile of flesh.

He rolls off me and lies on his side with his head propped on his hand. With his other hand, he begins to stoke my cheek. “Are you okay, baby girl?” I’m so exhausted that all I can manage is a small grunt. He chuckles. “I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I laid eyes on you,” he whispers.

“Liar,” I manage with a giggle.

“What do you mean?” he sounds confused and almost hurt.

“I remember the first time we met. You gave me the once over with such a disappointed expression on your face. As a matter of fact, when I came into work that next Monday, you didn’t even realize it was me,” I say as I turn on my side to face him.

A huge grin grows on his face and in his eyes, “The disappointed look was because you had such oversized clothes on. All I could think was ‘
damn, I wish I could see more of her’
. And as for not knowing it was you, I most definitely did but I needed a reason to stand there and drink in the sight before me, without the other employees realizing what was happening.”

“You’re so full of shit,” I laugh as he pulls me closer and wraps his body around mine.
Damn girl. Don’t fuck up a good thing. Let it go,
my inner witch protests.

“Nope. You just don’t realize how beautiful you are,” he say.

Being in his arms is like heaven. I have never felt this warm and safe. I take a deep breath and the very aroma of him brings me peace. A peace I have longed for all my life. He is my glue, holding together all my broken pieces. With him by my side, I have a chance of becoming whole again.

Demons

T
he morning sun,
streaming through the window, makes me squint as I’m trying to open my eyes. Blade’s still asleep so I slip out from under him to go to the bathroom. Holy hell, I’m so fucking sore but damn it was worth it. I jump in for a quick shower, hoping it will help. Nope, no help there. Giving into my soreness, I waddle back into the bedroom. Blade’s sitting up in the bed with a shit eating grin on his face, “A little sore, are we?”

I straighten my walk immediately. “Why, whatever do you mean, sir?” I giggle as I climb back in beside him.

He pulls me close and kisses me on the forehead, “You’re amazing baby girl.”

I snuggle into him, “You must have me confused with someone else. Nothing amazing about me.”
Shut the hell up, dumbass. Don’t burst the delusional bubble he’s in when it comes to you…
my inner witch screams.

He squeezes me tight, “The most amazing thing is that you don’t have a clue how special you are. And, I could never confuse you with anyone, not another one in the world like you.”

He starts nibbling my ear, “How sore are you baby girl?”

I know where this is heading, “Sore enough that there is no way my cookie can handle that mass you’re packing around.”

He raises his eyes to look at me and chuckles, “Cookie?” I give him a serious, raised eyebrow nod. He moves around until he is kneeling at my feet on the bed. “Well, there’s only one cure for a sore cookie,” he says as he slides my legs apart.

“Oh yeah. What’s that?”

“The cookie monster,” he says just before he dives into my pussy and we’re headed for round two.

We finish before Donna gets home and I’m glad because I’m a bit loud when he’s setting my world on fire. “What have you guys been up to?” Donna says with a shit eating grin.

“Probably no more than you’ve been up to all night,” Blade answers and I blush fire red.

They’re chatting and I regain my composure, “We need to get ready for work.”

“Not happening. You’re mine for the day,” Blade says as he pulls me into his arms.

“Well how the hell do you argue with that?” I smile and look at Donna.

“You don’t,” she laughs.

“I don’t know if you guys have plans for tonight but Styx wanted us all to come to the club. Some producers are supposed to be there and they’ve been asked to be the spotlight band. It’s a great opportunity for them.” When Blade sees how excited I get for them, he agrees that there is no way we’d miss it. Blade trails off to answer the knock on the door while Donna’s telling me how nervous Styx is.

He returns to the living room with a very dismayed look on his face, “Sheridan, this is Detective Torres. He has some questions for you about Jarrod Davis.”

“Miss Stollings, I’d like to speak to you alone,” he requests as he shakes my hand.

Blade starts to open his mouth to blast him but I interrupt, “Detective, with all due respect, they’re my family and I’d rather they stay.”