Fractured (BBW Erotic Romance) by Evelyn Rosado Read Free Book Online

turn over. I gave it a moment then tried again – still no
luck.
    “ Great,” I said. Lightning
illuminated up the night’s sky to an electric violet. I turned the
ignition again, but it wouldn’t budge. I looked up at Heath’s
window and the lights were still on. Don’t you dare, Selena.
After what you did, he’d probably slam the door in your face. The thunder crashed down causing me to jump in fright. Car alarms
went off around me. I couldn’t stay in this car.
    I ran out of my car and sprinted up the
stairs to Heath’s door. I knocked on the door. With the thunder
roaring repeatedly and the rain came down so hard, I had to bang on
the door. He still didn’t answer. The wind picked up and sprayed
the rain onto the private entrance of his place. I banged on door
again only for Heath to open the door. He had no shirt on. I
knocked so hard I fell forward into his arms. My clothes drenched;
beads of precipitation ran down off my face onto the puddle of
water under my feet.
    “ Help me,” I said. My eyes
begged of a hunger. I didn’t mean for him to help me stand up. I
needed him to help me mend my life. My bare soul stood before him.
His eyes drank in my pain.
    He lifted me to my feet and assayed me up and
down; his face blank and his mouth slightly cracked open. I looked
back at him; my eyes emblazoned with helplessness. The thunder
struck louder. He led me inside with three fingers and shut the
door. Heath rammed my body against the wall. The wall clock fell to
the floor and splintered into a dozen pieces. His lips bore down on
mine and he coiled his tongue with mine.
    His hands ravaged my body, gnawing at any
piece of garment to latch onto to take off of me. Heath’s fingers
grasped my shirt and lifted it above my head. The wetness chafed my
skin. He threw it on the floor and it made a wet plop. My
mountainous breasts, sodden from the rain, peeked at him through my
white tank. His eager lips explored every supple facet of my moist
face. His touch was needful and protective. I pouted my backside to
embrace his hands curving over it. Heath bit gently on my bottom
lip. I moaned from the sensation.
    He bent down to grab me by my thighs, and
then hoisted me up against the wall. I marveled at his brute
strength. I wrapped my legs around him; my feet around his muscular
ass. My cheap sandals fell to the floor. Heath’s ravenous mouth
attacked my neck. I stayed pinned to the wall, held up by his
rippling torso. My wet hair sprawled out against his skin. As he
sucked my neck, my nails dug into his back, causing him to exhale a
deep bawl of ecstasy.
    My lungs violently contracted from each kiss.
I struggled to breathe through my nose – the feeling felt too
amazing. I could felt his pulse intensify as my hands ran up and
down his spine. He made a low, jungle-like noise. His stomach
clenched. Suddenly, he carried me from the hallway to his room and
placed me on his bed. His sheets were velvety soft colored maroon.
Another bolt of lightning struck. I looked out of the window pane,
which was covered in droplets of rain – the sky turned hyacinth. My
gaze darted back to Heath’s – he was totally naked. His glorious
manhood sprouted at full, glistening attention. Pre-cum trickled
down from the head. It stared at me. Taunting me. Teasing me.
Inviting me.
    I lurched forward, ready to embrace his shaft
with my savory mouth. “No, just lay back,” he said resisting me by
his arms. He grabbed my tank and tried to remove it from my chest.
My hands caught his and I rolled my tank back down. The room was
dark, but not dark enough. “What’s wrong?” he asked. His voice was
flushed with anticipation.
    “ I-I just would rather keep
my top on,” I said. My voice dissolved to a mere
whisper.
    He pushed his index finger onto my lips.
“Selena, you’re beautiful.” He slowly removed my tank from over my
head revealing the scars which adorned my stomach and breasts. I
looked back up at him pensively, waiting for his