Broken
ecstasy.
    He tried to kiss me, but I turned my
head.
    “ Come on, let me kiss you.
I need to feel your tongue in my mouth.”
    “ I will do anything but
kiss,” I said. I never kissed any of the men I slept with. Kissing
to me was an intimate act. This was just sex. I kept myself guarded
from any emotional connection. This was purely physical.
    He ripped off my jeans and then slowly
removed my underwear. Moving down my body he put his hand in
between my legs rubbing my clit again. My heart felt like it was
going to beat out of my chest. I wanted him to fuck me. I needed to
feel him inside me.
    “ Lay down,” I whispered to
him.
    Grabbing the condom from my bed, I
ripped open the package quickly sliding the condom down his shaft.
Positioning myself on top of him I slowly began working him into
me. Once I’d taken all of him, I started moving my hips in a
circular motion.
    “ Yeah, baby like that.
That feels so good,” he moaned with his eyes closed.
    I took his hands and put them back on
my breasts. I loved the feeling of my nipples being touched. Just
that alone could bring me to an orgasm. But with the amount of
alcohol I had in my system, I’d need all the help I could get to
get off tonight.
    Adam suddenly flipped me over. I was
on all fours. My ass was in the air and my weight down on my
forearms. He rubbed his hands all over my body. “You’re so fucking
hot.”
    My head started to spin. I
closed my eyes for a second and fought back tears. Thoughts of
Garrett at the wedding sprung into my head. Him hanging all
over her on the
dance floor. His eyes staring at me. I felt my anger and jealousy
building inside me. That fucking bitch
didn’t deserve him. I reached behind me
grabbing his dick, and I forcefully shoved him back into me. I
wanted Garrett out of my head.
    With Adam’s cock deep inside me, I
hoped it would erase any thoughts of Garrett. I pushed forcefully
against his hips ramming myself into him. I was desperate to fill
the hole in my heart. Empty meaningless sex was the only way I knew
how to comfort myself... Well that and drinking.
    He started pumping into me fast and
hard. I took his hand and put it on my clit. He began rubbing it in
small circular motions as I moaned. I threw my head back. “Ahhhhh .
. . Adam, make me come . . . Please . . . Make me come.”
    I could feel my orgasm building. This
was exactly what I was looking for, that moment of release and the
feeling of complete euphoria where nothing else mattered around me.
All my hurt and heartache would disappear for a quick moment in
time, and I would feel whole again.
    “ Harder, faster,” I
demanded.
    “ Geez, baby, take it easy.
We have all night,” he said back.
    I start pushing back at him
again.
    “ Ahhhh. . . Yeah. . . .
I’m gonna come,” his voice now a deep growl.
    We were both reaching climax at the
same time. I started to pant.
    “ Come on fuck me hard.
Harder, Garrett, harder,” I cried.
    Suddenly, he stopped. He pulled out of
me fast. “Who did you just call me?”
    “ What? What did I say?” I
panted, still dazed.
    “ You just called me
Garrett,” he said angrily.
    I flipped over onto my back. “No! I
didn’t,” my voice defensive.
    “ Yes! You did.” His voice
was now raised to a yell... “Fuck, I knew you were loaded but I
didn’t think you were actually thinking about another guy while you
were fucking me!”
    “ No! Don’t worry about it.
It’s . . . He’s my ex. . . . I ran into him tonight, I wasn’t
thinking about him. . . . Please . . .come back to bed,” I
whimpered.
    He was already putting his clothes
back on. He was pissed. “Fuck Off!” He said as he stormed out of my
room and a moment later I heard my apartment door slam.
    I threw my hands over my face and
screamed at the top of my lungs, “Fuck! Mother fucking shit!” I
pounded the mattress with the bottom of my fists.
    *~*~*
    I woke up to the sound of Molly
purring in my face and my phone buzzing. I reached for my phone to
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