Broken Promise (Men of Severn #1)

Chapter Seven

Wesley keeps his word. I’m not sure when I fell asleep, but I do know my legs were jelly. When I wake up, I’m lying in his bed with his arm banded around my middle and his hand possessively cupping my pussy. His erection is resting against my ass, and I can feel the thin fabric of his boxers that separates us.

I’ve been awake for fifteen minutes, but I am letting him sleep. He has been through a lot, and I know waking up is the hardest part. For a moment, everything is normal and then reality hits and your heart breaks all over again. If I can save him from that feeling for just a little while, I will. I’m also a chicken shit and I’m terrified he’ll regret what happened here this morning.

“Are you okay?” he asks against my neck. “I can hear the wheels in your head turning.”

“I’m fine,” I say softly.

He turns me until I am flat on my back and he can see my face. “Did I hurt you?” he asks, concern lacing his tone.

“Not at all,” I say with a smile as I cup his face.

Wesley kisses me deeply while he slips in between my thighs, his hard chest pressing me down into the bed. I feel him push down his underwear before the head of his cock rubs against my sex. He rubs the hard length along my pussy, and I want to beg him to just get inside me already.

“Do you still want this?” he asks.

“More than anything.”

“I’m not going to let you go if we do this, Karmen. No leaving for the city, no changing your mind.”

This is all I’ve ever wanted. He is all I’ve ever wanted. Pressing my lips against his, I distract him enough to flip him over before I impale myself on his hard length.

Fuck!” he curses, gripping my hips tightly.

That hurts like a motherfucker, but I don’t make a sound. I focus on breathing and relaxing my body.

“Why would you do that?” he asks angrily. “Are you okay?”

“You were taking too long,” I say through clenched teeth.

“Karmen,” he admonishes. “I wanted to make sure you were ready, take it slow.”

“I don’t want slow and soft. My entire life has been about waiting and playing things safe. I want you and I don’t want you to hold back.”

A moment passes before Wesley chuckles, shaking his head. “Well, then, take what you want.” He laces his hands behind his head and smirks.

“Fucker,” I mumble, staring at him.

I have no idea what the fuck I am doing, and I honestly thought he would just take over. For a moment I sit still before it hits me. I’ve watched porn before, and I’ll just do what I’ve seen. Raising my hands, I cup my breasts while slowly rotating my hips. I pinch my nipples softly and it sends little ripples of pleasure to my pussy. Lifting my hips an inch I impale myself on his length again. With every move I watch him closely.

“If you clench your jaw any harder, you’re going to break a tooth,” I say softly.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to blow my load before we even get started,” he counters.

“This?” I ask, lifting almost all the way off him before impaling myself again.

“Jesus,” he groans, the muscles in his neck straining. “Shit. Stop.”

His hands grip my hips harshly holding me in place. I love the feel of his hands on me and hope his grip leaves bruises that I can admire later.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m not wearing a condom,” Wesley says with a frown.

“Do you want to put one on?” I don’t want him to stop but I ask the question anyway.

“Fuck, no. But we need to be safe.”

“I’m on the pill,” I say. “Isn’t that safe enough?”

He looks conflicted before he flips us over and thrusts into me. “It’ll have to be,” he groans. “I don’t want anything between us.”

His hips pump, his length touching places inside me that have me thrashing beneath him.

“I’m never letting you go, Karmen,” he says kissing me harshly. “This is it for you. I’m it for you.”

His hand slips between us, a single finger circling my clit, sending additional spears of pleasure through me while he continues to thrust into me. My orgasm barrels down on me, stealing my breath as every muscle in my body convulses violently.

“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Strangle my cock. Milk every drop of cum out of me.”

My pussy contacts with his dirty words and my vision dances with colorful spots. Wesley throws his head back and groans loudly as his cock kicks deep inside me and he comes just as hard as I do.

****

Wesley Blake

I turn us until I am once more on the bottom with my cock still deep inside Karmen’s heat while she fights to regain her breath. Her cheek is pressed against my chest where my heart is hammering.

“I love you,” I say softly, running my fingers through her hair. “I have for years.”

The brilliant smile she gifts me has my heart tripping over its own rhythm. “I love you too.”

I want to say more but my phone rings and reality crashes back.

“How are you holding up, Adam?” I ask when I answer.

“Shit,” he says. “But it’s to be expected.”

“I know, buddy.”

“You need to meet us at the funeral home to discuss the arrangements.”

“I didn’t know the funeral home was open on Sundays.”

“You know what Shane can be like.” He chuckles. “We have a three o’clock appointment.”

I check my watch. “That’s in thirty minutes.”

“Yup, I’ll see you there.”

I stare at my phone, and I want to throttle both of them. I’m having a damn moment here and they are ruining it. Karmen slips from the bed before walking to my bedroom door.

“If you want to have shower sex you need to hurry. We don’t want to be late. Shane will have an aneurism.”

Her naked ass sways as she walks across the hallway into the bathroom and a moment later the water turns on and the shower door closes. I don’t have to be told twice and quickly follow her. Standing beneath the spray I can’t help but admire the woman in front of me. Curves in all the right places and beautiful tan skin.

Wrapping my hand around my cock, I stroke the length while she washes her hair, her breasts swaying gently with every movement she makes. When she finishes rinsing her hair, she watches me as I work my cock.

“What are you doing?” she asks as a flush spreads across her chest.

“Fulfilling a fantasy,” I reply. “I used to stand here and fuck my fist while imagining you joining me in the shower.”

She laughs happily and I smile. The moment is pure and simple, and I couldn’t ask for more.

“Does it live up to your fantasy?” she asks.

“It’s better,” I reply honestly. “And I don’t have to fuck my fist because now I can fuck you.”

Turning around she pushes her ass out and places her hands against the light blue tiles. “What are you waiting for?”

“Goddamn, woman.” In an instant I have my cock lined up with her entrance. “This is going to be hard and fast. Tell me to stop if it hurts. I know you must be sensitive.”

“Do it,” she implores, wriggling her ass.

I thrust into her harshly and she moans like a fucking porn star, her insanely tight pussy gripping me like a fucking vice. My hands hold onto her hips as her nails scramble for purchase that isn’t there. I stroke into her in long fluid motions until I feel her orgasm start to crest before I pull out.

“No!” she complains, glaring at me over her shoulder but I ignore her.

Closing the water, I lead her out of the shower to the counter where a large mirror hangs. I bend her over and place her hands on the reflective surface before pushing back into her heat. I stare at her in the mirror, watching her tits shake with every thrust.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I mumble, lifting her left knee to place it on the counter. I change the angle of my thrust and fuck her harder. “I’ll never get enough of this, of you.”

“You’re an idiot,” she mumbles, and I laugh.

“You’re right. But what are you referring to this time?”

“We could have been doing this for years,” she moans as her cunt contracts around my length.

“I’ll make up for it,” I say with a grin. “Pretty sure if I fuck you three times a day, every day, for the rest of your life, I can get you to forgive me.”

“We’ll see.”

Her eyes roll back in her head and her legs shake as her orgasm washes over and drag me right along with it. My cum leaves me in powerful jets and I lock my knees to keep us both standing. I know I should start wearing a condom, even if she is on the pill because no birth control is foolproof, but I don’t want to.

Thinking of her swollen with my kid does things to my insides. I’ve never even considered having kids and now all I can think of is knocking her up over and over. I want to suck on her milk-filled tits and rub my cum into the skin of her big belly. It’s my newest fantasy and I swear I will make it come true. Maybe not today but eventually.