Broken Promise (Men of Severn #1)

Chapter Six

Every single word that falls from his lips is exactly what I have been wanting to hear for years. My heart is beating so hard I fear it will crack a damn rib as I watch him. I don’t want him to say anything he’ll regret once he’s sober.

“I think we should talk once you’re sober.”

He laughs harshly. “Figured you wouldn’t believe me.”

“I believe every word out of your mouth. But I don’t want you to regret making life-changing decisions once you’re sober.”

“I’m not drunk,” he says with a smirk. “You’ve seen me drunk, this isn’t it.”

“Regardless…”

“Woman, shut up,” he interrupts. “I don’t care if we have to stay in this room until tomorrow for you to believe me. You aren’t leaving until we sort this out.”

“And what does that look like, Wesley?”

“Let me show you.”

He grabs me behind my head and slams his lips to mine once more. The faint taste of bourbon still lingers as he pushes his tongue into my mouth. He adjusts me, helping me straddle him in his chair.

He grinds his jean-covered erection against my sex and I can’t hold back the moan that falls from my lips. He kisses along my neck until his lips reach the lace cup of my bra.

“You need to tell me to stop,” he says against the skin of my breast.

“Fuck, no,” I murmur. “I’ve been thinking of this for a long time.”

“Thinking about what?”

He waits patiently for me to reply but I’m suddenly shy. I don’t how to explain the dirty things I have been imagining him doing to me for years. Instead, I take his left hand and place it on my breast. A small smile plays at his lips as his fingers skim along my cleavage.

“You skin is so soft.”

“Thank you?”

Wesley chuckles as his finger glides over the lace to where my nipple is hidden. The little nub hardens the moment he touches it, and a soft moan falls from my lips.

“You’re so responsive,” he murmurs. “I bet your pussy is nice and wet.”

“Shit,” I hiss.

No has ever spoken to me this way. No one has ever touched me before and I am holding my breath in anticipation of what he is going to do next.

He slides my bra straps down my arms before reaching around me. “I’m going to take this off now. I’ve wondered for years what these tits would look like.”

He feels around with a frown while I laugh. “Here,” I say, unsnapping the clasp between my breasts and allowing them to fall free.

“Fuck,” he curses, grinding his cock against me as he stares at my breasts.

“Are they okay?” I ask self-consciously, my nervousness and naivety showing.

“Fucking perfect.” His hands mold to the globes, softly fondling them.

“I always thought they were too big,” I say without thinking. “I wanted perky little ones like my friends.”

“You have a spectacular rack,” he murmurs before sucking on my left nipple.

Damn, that’s good. My body is bombarded by all these new feelings, and I can’t wait to explore more.

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Wesley Blake

She’s stunning, just like I always knew she would be. I want to strip her naked and worship every inch of her body until she screams my name and scores her nails down my back. I want to devour her and mark her and make sure she knows she belongs to me. I want the whole world to know she is mine.

Losing a loved one offers clarity.

I once told her to live her best life to honor her brother’s memory and that I would do the same. But I haven’t. I’ve been holding back out of some twisted sense of loyalty. I was keeping a promise to take care of her, but I was doing it in the wrong way. I’m the best man for her, I can protect her and make her happier than anyone else can. And I fully intend to prove it.

Grabbing her by the ass, I stand with her in my arms. It only takes three strides to reach the bed where I lay her down as I hold myself up over her. Gently, I push her hair off her forehead before speaking.

“I’m not going to fuck you,” I say softly. She frowns and I continue before she can interrupt. “I want you to know I am stone-cold sober the first time we are together. I don’t want a single doubt in your mind that this is what I want.”

“Wes…”

“But I am going to strip you naked and make you scream my name before we get some sleep. The next couple of days are going to be hard on all of us.”

She grabs my shirt and pulls it up my back and over my head. “I better not be the only one naked.”

A chuckle leaves me as I work on her shorts before pushing them down her body. I stare at her perfectly waxed pussy, licking my lips.

“Spread your legs,” I demand.

She slowly does what I ask and the anticipation of getting what I want only makes this whole situation better. I run my middle finger between her lips slowly, enjoying the wetness and heat there. Her entire body bows off the bed when I make contact with her little clit, and I can’t help but smile.

“You’re so wet, Karmen.” She flushes bright red, and I remember her words from last night. She’s a virgin. “Has anyone ever touched you?” I ask sliding a single finger into her sex.

“No,” she answers on a moan. “I wanted…”

But she doesn’t finish her sentence, the shallow pump of my finger sending pleasure through her and causing her to gasp.

“What did you want?” I’m toying with her, and I probably shouldn’t push her limits, but I want her to say it out loud. “Tell me, babe.”

She mewls when my finger stops moving. “You. I wanted you, Wesley.”

“Good girl,” I praise. “I think you deserve a reward.” I slowly pump my finger into her a few times, watching her tits shake with every harsh breath as she chases the pleasure.

“Please,” she mumbles, barely coherent.

I lean down to whisper in her ear. “I’m going to eat your pussy until you come in my mouth and then I’m going to do it again and again until you can’t feel these sexy fucking legs.”

“Oh, God!” she cries out, her pussy fluttering around my finger as an orgasm steals over her.

“And then, we are going to sleep.” I bite the lobe of her ear as I pet her pussy through the aftershocks. “And when we wake up, I’m going to fuck you until you believe me when I say I want you to be mine.”

I lower myself down her body until my shoulders push her thighs apart and my mouth is barely an inch above her glistening sex. I run my tongue from her asshole to her clit once before looking up at her. I find her gaze locked on me and I can’t hold back my smirk before I draw her clit into my mouth and a scream bursts free from her.