Perfectly Broken (14 page)

The tip of his tongue followed the curve of her
ear, and then he tugged at her earlobe with his teeth. Susanna felt
weak. Underneath, she could feel his hardness and wanted to free
him. She got her wish.

“Reach behind you and undo my pants.”

Susanna complied but waited, liking how he was
giving her instructions.

“Very good.” He reached under her blouse again.
This time he undid her bra and lifted it away from her breasts.
Cupping her breasts, he held their weight in his hands, then
flicked his thumbs over her nipples.

If he kept doing that, Susanna was going to
come. It felt so good, and just a little bit decadent. She couldn’t
help but be aware of the audience below them, intent on the film.
All one of them had to do was look up.

But it was dark. She prayed an usher wouldn’t
stroll down the aisle to check on things, or that there wasn’t some
hidden window above where someone watched. The idea was both
exciting and just frightening enough to be a turn-on.

“I want you to feel me, baby,” he whispered.

In the cool ambient air of the theater, she felt
his hot cock. It was like steel wrapped in velvet. She ran her hand
up and down. Tomas pressed his face into her hair and moaned
softly.

Then she felt him remove her hand and rustle in
his pocket. She heard the rip of a packet and knew he was rolling
on a condom. Susanna felt heat deep in her core, anticipating him
filling her up. The movie flashed in front of her eyes, but she
took no notice.

She had worn a longer skirt of soft material.
Tomas bunched it up in the back to bare her ass to him. She was
still covered in the front. He slid his hands under her and lifted
her up. Susanna didn’t need to be told what to do.

Just enough above him, she angled his cock to
her and lowered onto his lap. “Ahh,” she moaned quietly. Susanna
felt the stretch as she went down over him. She needed it. She
needed
him
.

With her legs straddling his, Susanna sat on his
lap with him buried in her. Tomas had his hands inside her blouse
on her bare skin. His touch was hot and his cock seemed to swell
inside her wet pussy. The audience below was riveted to the
film.

Tomas rubbed his fingertips along her ribs, and
her clit stiffened.

“I want you to touch your feet to the ground and
move over me,” he whispered. “I’ll help you, baby.”

Her legs trembled, but Susanna did as he asked.
He held her waist and guided her. The quiet, easy stroking of his
cock drove her crazy. Her breathing was ragged, though she dared
not pant too loudly.

She bit her lower lip, holding back the pleasure
that threatened to swamp her. The sound of heavy breathing as Tomas
fucked her in that position was an erotic sound. Sensing his
arousal escalated hers, and Susanna wondered how long she would
last.

“You feel so good,” he whispered.

She partly closed her eyes. The sensation was
intense, made more so by the fact that she couldn’t cry out, and
was forced to be quiet. Susanna knew if he touched her clit that
she would have no restraint. And Tomas must have known that too,
because he didn’t touch her there.

Susanna balanced at the precipice of release,
and knew that Tomas did as well, because he stopped moving. He held
her tight to his lap, but she could feel the heat of his need
inside her. Involuntarily, her muscles clenched.

Deep in his throat, Tomas moaned. Struggling to
delay, Susanna closed her eyes and tried to think of anything but
coming. Yet the only thing she was aware of was how he filled her
up, and that she didn’t want him to pull out of her. It felt good,
and she didn’t want it to end.

“I’ll hold you, baby,” he whispered. “I want you
to come now.”

A wave convulsed through her the instant he said
it. Tomas leaned her back against his chest and held her. He tipped
her head back and covered her mouth with his. Susanna squirmed in
momentary agony.

Tomas reached around and pressed his fingers to
her vulva. The pressure sent sensation coursing through her. He
touched her wet slit and fondled her pussy. Then he moved his
finger expertly around her clit, taking her the rest of the
way.

Just that little pressure was all Susanna
needed. She came apart in his arms, her body shaking with the heavy
waves of pleasure that took control. Tomas held her tight, and when
she gasped in ecstasy, he swallowed her muffled screams.

Susanna fell limp in his arms with his thick
cock still inside her. He kissed her cheek and her neck, and then
she sat up. With her feet on the floor, and her hands on the arms
of the seat, she began moving over him. Tomas held her breasts in
his palms, her nipples still beaded from her climax.

Slowly, she stroked him. It didn’t take much.
She felt him stiffen and then still. His cock convulsed once, and
she sped up in response. Tomas let go and came hard. She could feel
the repeated pulsing inside her. Purposely, she tightened her inner
muscles to grip him.

Tomas buried his face in the top of her hair,
and his breathing gradually slowed. He held her in a warm embrace
and she settled into his arms. Nothing around them had changed. It
was quiet. Still. In the seats below them, all eyes faced
forward.

Tomas lifted her off and sat her on one of his
knees. Her soaked pussy got his pants leg wet, but he didn’t seem
to care. He removed the condom and placed it in an empty cup on the
floor. Then he zipped up his pants, while Susanna pulled up her
panties and fixed her bra, before moving back to her seat.

Laying his head against the back of the theater
seat, Tomas looked up at the ceiling. Susanna watched him. He let
out a deep breath. “Whew.” Then he ran his hand though his
hair.

Tomas looked over at her, and the pleasured look
on his face made her feel good. She liked pleasing him.

“Let’s go,” he said.

She nodded and stood up.

Before standing, Tomas threw his coat over one
arm and picked up the paper cup to dispose of it. She took his
other hand and followed him down the row and out to the main aisle.
Quietly, they left the theater. Susanna had a warm glow on her skin
and a sensation inside she didn’t recognize.

Happiness? It was unfamiliar, so she couldn’t be
sure. Tomas made her feel like no other man did. And she wanted
more of it. But it was dangerous. She knew that. Something was
going to have to give. And soon. Yet just for that night, she put
it aside.

In the lobby they put their coats on and
buttoned up for the trip back. Tomas pulled her close and hugged
her, pressing her head to his chest. She closed her eyes, content
to have him hold her. Susanna wrapped her arms around his waist and
they stood like that for several minutes.

“Where do you live?” he said.

She pulled back to look at him. “My apartment is
near Trinity College. I’ll show you.”

He took her hand and they caught the tram back.
Tomas didn’t say much, but he didn’t need to. Susanna was glad to
be with him, just to sit there, knowing he was so near. She didn’t
expect more, nor could she promise more.

She guided him to her apartment and they stood
under the porch lights. Susanna didn’t want to leave him, and
wouldn’t have had the fortitude to part from him if he had taken
her back to his hotel room. Such was her lack of strength in the
face of desire.

Yet she was relieved that he had brought her
home. Tomas was there, but he wasn’t forcing the issue. Taking her
back to her place meant he was giving her time. That he knew she
needed it impressed her. Another man might have taken what he
needed, disregarding her need.

Not Tomas. His desire was clear, his need never
in question. But he could put his aside for hers. No man had done
that before. Not once. Tears welled in her eyes again, and she
looked down so he wouldn’t see.

“I like being with you, Susanna,” he said. “A
lot.”

She looked up, seeing the emotion in his
beautiful green eyes.

“Thank you for tonight, Tomas. I wouldn’t have
wanted to part when we were still mad at each other.”

He looked disappointed. “Are we parting?”

Susanna looked off into the dark night. “We
should, you know.”

Tomas didn’t bat an eyelash.

“I’m a little confused right now,” she said. “I
need time to think.”

He smiled and pulled her into his arms. “Okay,
you think, baby. But know that I’m not going away. I’m not afraid
of facing whatever you have to face. I’ll do it with you.”

The tears Susanna had held back more than once
that evening rolled down her cheeks. She wanted to say something.
To tell him that no one had ever said such a thing, but she was too
choked up to speak. No words came out.

Tomas brushed her tears away with his fingers,
then he kissed her sweetly on the lips. “Remember, my lovely fairy
maiden. I can
see
you. I am the
only one
who can.” He
released her. “Don’t forget that.”

She opened the door and stepped inside. Looking
back, Susanna watched him walk away. The urge to run after him was
strong, but she cared too much for him to give in. She needed to
know it was the right thing. That she had a prayer of measuring up
to what he thought of her, even a little.

It would be torture to never see him again. But
having a nice time together, or craving each other sexually, didn’t
mean real life wouldn’t destroy them. It didn’t mean Susanna had
changed. And she was not convinced that she could.

* * * * *

The quiet village of Glasnevin was a wonderful
place to take a walk by the river or see the refurbished Victorian
glasshouses. The greenhouses, originally ordered by Queen Victoria,
had been reconstructed to look the same as the originals. They
housed palm, cacti, and other plants.

Tomas made a visit to his grandmother’s home on
the outskirts of Glasnevin, and delivered the package from the
funeral home. He found her as well as could be expected, though in
mourning for her beloved husband. It was good to hear that various
family members came to see her almost daily.

After having tea and chatting with his
grandmother, Tomas hugged her goodbye and promised to visit again
soon. He was lucky to have so much family, and to be close to them.
That was something he didn’t take for granted. Tomas tried to
envision the empty feeling of not having them in his life, but he
failed to do so. Family had been a big part of his life, and he
couldn’t imagine it without them.

It had been many years since he had seen the
Botanical Gardens. At one point they were closed down for the
glasshouse rebuilding, and he hadn’t been there since then. Away
from the city, Tomas took time to reflect. He walked for a while in
the gardens, admiring the rose garden and the rock garden. The
formally styled paths and flowerbeds were surrounded by more
natural, fairy-tale-like woods.

He stood on a narrow bridge overlooking a still
pond, and leaned on the wooden railing. Susanna was never far from
his mind, and Tomas wished she was with him. He was sure his
grandmother would like her, and decided he would bring Susanna to
meet her as soon as he had the opportunity. She would like the
beauty of the area, and having grown up in Dublin it was likely she
had been there many times.

But not with him. Everything was different when
Tomas was with her. It was better. There were many reasons to leave
her, and Susanna had been the first to try to convince him to do
so. Yet he was drawn to her somber personality. Even her morbid
inclination to hang around funerals and pick up guys didn’t put him
off.

The attraction was too strong. He probably
should leave her, but Tomas had become obsessed. He was obsessed
with his mission to rescue her from her fate. One she seemed
resigned to. And he was obsessed with the sex, and the passion
Susanna possessed.

It was like an addiction, so he knew what
Susanna meant about not being able to stop doing some things. Tomas
had been with many women. And it had been good. He liked sex. But
he liked it better with Susanna. It was like a drug that he had to
have more of.

As beautiful as she was, Susanna seemed to hide
under makeup, painting heavy black lines around her eyes. He
wondered what she would look like without it. The woman was a
lovely princess underneath, and Tomas anticipated the day when she
didn’t hide it. He looked forward to it.

*****

The week passed slowly. Tomas wanted to call
every day, but resisted. Susanna had said she needed time. Okay, he
would give that to her. But only so long. He didn’t want to be
apart, and decided if she didn’t contact him by the end of the
week, he would find her.

After he had seen Susanna, he spent the weekend
doing some serious apartment hunting, and had settled on a
furnished place in the heart of Dublin. He spent more for rent than
he should have, but it was close to restaurants, bars, theaters,
and shopping. Plus, the Luas line was just a short walk from his
building.

Best of all, it was close to Trinity College, so
he would be within walking distance of Susanna’s apartment. The
place was worth the price, and Tomas didn’t see it as a problem. He
expected to do very well at his new job. The starting salary would
cover things, and he planned for that to increase pretty rapidly.
After all, it was a booming industry.

It was no problem moving out of the hotel and
into his new home. All he had was his luggage. Tomas stocked the
place with beer, wine, and a few other essentials. He was ready for
work by that Monday. The apartment felt kind of empty, even though
it was furnished, but he wouldn’t be there that much anyway.

By the end of his first day, Tomas decided he
was going to like it at Net Gamble. It was an exciting place to be.
With Dublin as the high-tech capital of Europe, and still growing
with new start-ups joining in, he was right in the middle of the
action. Not only were all the tech companies changing the way the
world shopped and communicated, they were transforming the
workplace too.