Page 125 of Broken By Love


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A short cab ride later and we’re in front of his building. He shoves a twenty at the driver and lifts me off his lap toward the door. In the elevator, he pushes my arms above my head, holding them in one hand while he kisses me and his other hand cups my breasts. We can’t get into his apartment soon enough.

When we do, it’s a frenzy to remove clothing. I need no foreplay because I’m soaked. Amid a mass of clothes, he tears at my panties, lifts me, and pushes me against the wall next to the foyer closet door. His cock is poised at my opening and I’m ready for him. When he slips inside me, it’s heaven as his hot steely length fills and stretches me.

I feel a bit uncomfortable since it’s been a month since I last had sex, but, in a few seconds, the feeling turns to ecstasy as he moves inside me. I wrap my arms around his neck, sucking on his shoulder as his fingers lace under my ass, lifting me against his thrusts as I wrap my legs tightly around his waist.

“JC, yes, yes. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Look at me.”

I lift my head, and my eyes flutter open to look at his. He stops moving and I can feel him pulsing inside me.

“How long?”

“Please,” I plead.

“How long, Lexi.”

“Since forever.”

The answer satisfies him, and he continues thrusting into me, lifting me by my ass. I’m so close, and I start to moan louder, letting JC know that I’m going to come, he moves harder, his breathing and mine ragged. In seconds, I begin to break apart and shatter as I climax. He keeps up his rhythm and I watch his face as he bites his lip hard, grunts and releases, filling me.

When he finally stills, he presses my back hard against the wall and moves his hands from my ass to under my arms. Pulling up, he pops out of me, and he puts me down. My legs are like jelly and walking doesn’t agree with me. Seeing this, JC scoops me up in his arms and wades through our clothing to take me to his bedroom. Laying me down on the unmade bed and slipping in behind, he embraces me.

“You said forever. How can that be if you had Noah?”

I’m not sure I should tell him that I occasionally fantasized that Noah was him when we made love.

“I sometimes fantasized about you.”

“When you got yourself off or when you fucked other guys?”

“Both. I don’t think I ever stopped loving you. This is so screwed up. I’m not even a month out of my engagement, and I’m sleeping with my ex. I made a mistake; I should go.”

“You’re not going. I’m not letting you go.”

“This can’t work. I shouldn’t have given in.”

“Why can’t it work? You already know I love you. I’m in love with you. I don’t think I ever stopped either. I was too stubborn to admit it, but I’m admitting it now. I want you forever.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I want you to marry me. I fucked up once before, and I thought I would never get another chance. This is my second chance. Say yes.”

All the emotional turmoil that I’ve felt for the past few months come spilling out of me, and I begin to cry. I can’t stop and JC looks bewildered at my response to his proposal.

“Lexi, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to pressure you.”

I continue to cry, and he uses the top sheet to wipe my tears. It’s tender and sweet. Something I wished he had done when we were together years ago. Not that he wasn’t kind to me back then, it’s just different now.

“It’s not that. So much has gone on in the past few weeks. It’s not you.”

But really it is. I felt feelings leak out of me the minute I saw JC the first time at Barker and Perez. Maybe Noah was not the full cause of the breakdown of our relationship. I had a hand in it too, if even indirectly. Our hearts belonged to other people; we just didn’t know it.

I know now that my heart always belonged to JC. It’s probably the reason why I forgave him time and time again. If he didn’t end our engagement, I would’ve married him. Now I have another chance.

“Do you want to marry me, JC?”

“I do, more than you know.”

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