Page 22 of Bruised Hearts

“Ariyah, I know that. I just don’t want to see you hurt. Yes, he’s the best and getting trained by him will build your career, but don’t look at it as more than that. Please.” For the first time since I could remember, Stone was sounding like a parent and not a money hungry agent. Dropping my guard, I tried to ease his mind.

“I promise you have nothing to worry about. He’s not who you think he is. I’ll be home tomorrow and you can tell me your ideas that I can convey to him. We’re a team.”

“Okay. I’ll see you when you get home.” Hanging up, I let out a deep breath. There was no way I could leave Landon in this state. Yeah, he seemed back to normal, but that only told me he was good at hiding his pain. That person I saw today was not, Breaker. I felt so bad because it was absolutely nothing I could do. Taking off my clothes, I walked into his bathroom and climbed in the shower.

We didn’t get to work out, but I needed to clear my head. I wasn’t even sure if he wanted me to be here, but I wanted to. Turning the water up the highest it would go; I stepped under the sprayer. Wincing, I fought back tears and closed my eyes. Flashbacks from the fire played in my head as the heat danced over my body. I know it was scorching my skin, but I did this whenever I thought about that day.

“Gah lee. What the fuck you trying to do, fall off the bone?” I was so deep in my thoughts, I didn’t even hear Landon come in. Turning the dial to medium heat, I shrugged my shoulders.

“You know what they say about the heat and the kitchen.” He turned me to him before placing a kiss on my lips.

“Don’t let my shit affect you. I know today was fucked up, but don’t allow my trauma to open yours.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m not talking about shit.” Appreciating him for not pushing, I grabbed his dick and began stroking it. Shit tripped me out how even in his turmoil he was worried about me.

“Right now, the only thing I want to talk about is how to make you feel good.” He groaned when I applied pressure.

“You doing a damn good job. Fuck!” Smiling, I picked up the pace. I can tell when it became too much for him because he picked me up around his waist.

“You can’t ever let me lead.” I shook my head at him as he gave me a smirk.

“You can as soon as we get out this shower. I’m not about to bust my shit in this mufucka trying to go balls deep.” Landon walked out of the shower and slipped, causing me to giggle. Once we got to the bed, he laid back and put his hands behind his head. He nodded towards his dick, so I obliged. Kissing the tip slowly, I began sucking softly. Glancing up, I was satisfied to see his face damn near distorted. Going harder, I started working that mufucka until I felt his veins bulging. Knowing he was ready to bust, I stopped.

“Not yet.”

“Mannnn, what the fuck you doing? Get this nut.” Laughing, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. Sliding it on his dick, I made sure it was secure before I climbed on top. His dick was big, so I had to give myself a moment to let it adjust. Rocking slowly, I stared into his eyes. I tried to allow my body to say all the words I couldn’t earlier. I didn’t know the words to help him, but I could do this to help him. At least momentarily. I could make him forget it all in this moment.

“You feel so good. Mmmm, I love this dick so much.” I continued to ride him slowly while staring in his eyes.

“Show me how much you love this dick then.” Placing my hands on his chest, I rolled my hips, and leaned down closer to his face.

“This pussy missed you. Did you miss her too?” He was looking at me shocked, but I was in mode.

“Fuck yeah!”

“Mmmm, it definitely feels like this dick missed me. Damn, he feels so good stretching my pussy out.” Leaning a little further, I kissed him softly on his lips before sliding my tongue inside his mouth. Our tongues began wrestling like both of us was trying to win tug of war. Our moans and my pussy juices were the only noise in the room.

“That bitch talking to me.”

“What she saying,” I moaned out.

“She said she belongs to me. Fuck! She saying I’m the only nigga that can slide in it.”

“Mmmm, what else is she saying to you, Landon?” He didn’t speak for a while because his voice was contorted. I took advantage of his silence and began bouncing my ass on him. Reaching up, he snatched me by my ponytail and pulled me in for another kiss. I snatched back, and continued with my assault on his dick. "What else is she saying?”

“My baby trying to tell me she falling for me.” Hearing him say that caused me to stop. Was I falling for him? Do I want to take that risk? Questions started flooding my head, and Landon must have noticed it. He slapped me hard on my ass snapping me out of it. Grabbing him by the throat, I choked him slightly as I began bouncing harder.

“That dick can’t miss me too much. He ain’t came for me yet.”

“You want me to bust in my pussy?”

“Yes! I want you to fill me up. Fill this pussy up, baby.” Holding onto me, he sat up before flipping me over.

“Nah, not til you cum for me first. I wanna feel you explode on this dick.” Pulling me up on my knees, he pushed in and out. His strokes were deep and long and I could barely stay up. My shit was shaking and I could feel my orgasm rising. His hand came down on my ass hard. “I said cum for me, Ariyah. Cum on this dick.”

“Arrghhhh, fuck!” I held back as long as I could before I began to shake. “I’m about to cum.”