Damaged Pieces (Cape Isle, #2): A Cape Isle Novel

by Allie Able

  He tosses the shirt in the direction of the chair and begins lowering his pants. I sit up straighter on the bed and hold my breath. Waiting for the moment I can finally see all of him. He steps back towards the bed and sits down, but keeps his back towards me, as he finishes taking off his pants.

  He is so quiet and the muscles in his back are tense. I know that this is hard for him and I want to make it easier. I want to show him that there is nothing wrong with him. Even if I can’t forgive him and we can’t be together, I can give him his confidence back. Nick is a sexy, beautiful man, he has to remember that.

  I stand up and walk in front of him. He has taken his pants completely off, leaving him in only briefs and a t-shirt. I take a good look at his prosthetic. Since, his amputation was below the knee, he still has a lot of his leg. I can imagine it’s a little easier for him, since he still has his knee, but I don’t say that. He keeps his head down and he is completely silent, as he lets me look my fill.

  I step forward and slowly lower myself to my knees in front of him. I reach my hand out and place it on his thigh. He hisses in a breath, but continues to look down. I rub my hand up and down his leg, slowly going lower each time. I finally meet the spot where his leg meets the prosthetic and I stop to look up at him.

  “Nick,” I say in a low voice.

  He doesn’t answer me or meet my eyes.

  “Nick, please look at me.”

  He raises his head and the look in his eyes is a mixture between lust and wariness.

  “Tell me how to take it off,” I whisper, my hand hovering over the prosthetic.

  His eyes soften. “Kitten,” he whispers, reaching for me, but I shake my head.

  “Tell me how to take it off,” I repeat.

  He looks away and takes in a deep breath, before looking back down at me. “Push the release pin on the side and hold it down,” he says in a low voice.

  I nod my head and do what he says. He takes a hold of his leg and pulls it up at the same time I push in the pin and hold down. The prosthetic comes off easily, leaving his leg still covered with the liner. I gently set the prosthetic to the side and begin slowly rolling the liner down his leg.

  Once I have everything off, I sit back on my knees and look at him. I glance up at his face and his mouth is set in a firm line.

  “Scoot towards the headboard,” I say as I stand up between his legs.

  He tilts his head in confusion.

  “Go, scoot up,” I say with a wave of my hand.

  He still looks wary, but does as I ask.

  I watch the muscles in his shoulders and arms flex, as he pulls his body up the bed. Well, now I know how he got stronger. When his back is all of the way against the headboard, I take off my shoes and crawl onto the bed. He groans as he watches me make my way towards him.

  “What are you doing, baby?” he asks, in a rough voice.

  “I’m doing what you should have let me do months ago,” I whisper, crawling between his legs.

  I bend my head and kiss his thigh. He flinches underneath my touch, but otherwise doesn’t move. I kiss down to his knee and then back up again, going lower each time, until I finally reach the site of the amputation. I look up at him, as I lower my mouth and gently kiss across his skin. His breathing is labored and his muscles are tense, but he still doesn’t move. I kiss back up his leg until I’m positioned right in front of him. I crawl into his lap, my legs straddling his waist and his hands come up to cup my face.

  “Thank you,” he whispers, before lowering his mouth to mine.

  I don’t need to ask for what, he needed that as much as I did.

  He kisses me gently, exploring my mouth with his talented tongue. Oh my God, I’ve missed this. Every time we kiss it’s like he knows the exact movement my mouth is going to take, before I even take it. It’s a rhythmic dance that we mastered the first time his lips met mine. One of his hands falls to my side and he pulls me tighter against him.

  “God, I missed you, kitten,” he mumbles against me mouth.

  “I missed you too,” I whisper.

  He bites down on my bottom lip and then eases away the sting, with his tongue. “Did he know you like this?”

  “Who?” I ask. I feel like I’m in a fog and I have no clue what he’s talking about.

  He lets out a growl and before I know what’s happening he is flipping us over. I squeal as my back hits the bed and he hovers over me, pinning me down.

  “Zack,” he says his name in disgust and I try not to laugh in his face.

  “I’m sorry, what was the question?” I ask, my lips twitching in amusement. I use to love it when Nick got all possessive, I guess some things never change.

  “Don’t play games with me, Katie,” he says as he moves one of his hands between my legs. He pushes my underwear out of the way and he moans when he finds me wet. I squeeze my eyes shut and throw my head back. His hand feels so damn good and it’s been so damn long.

  “You are always so wet for me, sweetheart. Does it turn you on when I’m rough with you?” he asks, his lips right next to my ear.

  I nod my head quickly and moan, as he dips the tip of his finger inside of me. I lift my hips trying to get more, but he pulls back. Finally, I open my eyes and look at him.

  “What are you doing?” I ask.

  He smirks down at me. “Do you need to come, kitten?”

  “Yes!” I yell in frustration.

  “You haven’t answered me, baby. Only good girls get to come,” he coos in a mocking voice.

  “Nick, please,” I beg, pushing my hips towards his hand, but he retreats again.

  He groans and kisses the side of my neck. “Fuck, Katie, you know I love to hear you beg for it, but I have to know, sweetheart. Did he know you like this?” His voice sounds rough and desperate and I know he’s not joking anymore.

  I shake my head quickly. “No, Nick. I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

  “Good,” he grunts, as he buries his long finger inside of me.

  He pumps his hand and adds another finger, while his thumb rubs circles on my clit. He takes my mouth in a deep, wet kiss and swallows my moans as I come hard and fast. I pant against his mouth while he slows his movements. He brings his hand up and licks off all my juices.

  “I missed your taste, too,” he says, looking down at me.

  I run my hand over his t-shirt covered chest, while I stare up into his eyes. Is this a good idea, I wonder? He must be able to read my thoughts because he shakes his head and lays his lips against mine.

  “Please don’t do that,” he whispers.

  “Do what?” I ask.

  “You know what you were doing, kitten. Just don’t question us, at least not tonight. Okay?”

  I agree. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but right now I need this and I know he does too. I need to feel close to him. I need to be able to love him freely without feeling any anger or sadness. I just need him.

  I push on his chest and he raises an eyebrow in confusion. “Roll over,” I say, pushing his chest again.

  He does as I ask and rolls onto his back. I sit up on my knees and unzip the side of my dress. He sits up on his elbows and watches me as I pull it over my head and toss it off of the bed.

  “You never did like bra’s,” he smirks, staring down at my naked breasts.

  I chuckle and crawl towards him again. “You’re over dressed.” I pull at his t-shirt and he sits up allowing me to pull it the rest of the way off.

  It’s partially dark in his room, but I can still make out the thick muscles in his arms and shoulders.

  “Jesus Christ, Nick,” I mumble, running my hands over his stomach and feeling his abs tense under my touch.

  He loops his arm around my waist and flips us over again, laying his body on top of mine. “You like my body,” he smiles.

  “Uh, yeah. I’ve always loved your body, honey, but somehow you got bigger up here,” I say rubbing my hands across his back and down his sides. I feel raised skin and I st
ill my movements. “What is that?” I ask

  “Shrapnel. It’s from when the bomb went off,” he explains.

  Tears cloud my vision, when I think of what could have happened that day, and I hold him a little closer.

  “It’s okay, baby, I’m here,” he says kissing away my tears.

  “No, you’re not,” I whisper.

  He lifts his head and stares down at me. His thumbs rub circles on my cheeks and he leans down gently kissing my mouth, before pulling back to look down at me again. “You’re right, I’m not and I don’t know if I ever will be. I’m damaged, Katie, and when something is damaged or broken, the pieces can be put back together, but they will never be the same.”

  A few more tears escape and he catches them with his thumbs. “Don’t cry, kitten. I love you and I will always love you, I’m just not that same man anymore.”

  “I just needed you, Nick. I would have taken you any way I could have had you. I just needed you,” I whisper, through my cries.

  “I know that now, sweetheart, but I couldn’t see it then. I was only doing what I thought was right for you and Abbi.”

  He kisses my cheek and I rub my hands up his back feeling the raised skin, again. I am beyond thankful he’s here. What would I have done if he never came home? I don’t even want to think of that.

  He lowers his head and kisses the sensitive skin on my neck. “Do you know how much I love you, Katie?” he asks.

  I stare into his eyes and I can see it. I can see all of the love he has for me shining brightly in those beautiful eyes. “Make love to me, Nick,” I whisper.

  His eyes go soft and he bends his head, kissing the corner of my mouth.

  “With pleasure,” he mumbles.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Nick

  KATIE’S HANDS TRAIL DOWN MY back and she grabs my underwear pulling them down. My hard cock springs up and slaps against my stomach. I haven’t had much sex drive since the accident, but that doesn’t seem to be a problem right now. I put all of my weight on my arms and my good leg, so she can finish lowering my underwear. I settle my body back on top of her and kiss up her neck.

  “You always smell so good,” I whisper. I bare my teeth and bite down on her sensitive flesh and she moans.

  She lifts her hips and grinds her wet pussy on the underside of my cock. “I need you. Now.” She pants.

  I’ve always enjoyed making Katie beg. I love making her so out of control with need, but right now I think I will die if I don’t get inside of her soon.

  I drop a hand between us and line myself up with her center and slowly sink inside of her heat. I keep my eyes on her face. I watch every gasp and moan as they flow from her mouth. When I’m all of the way inside of her, I plant my elbows beside her had and bury my face in her neck. She feels so damn good and it’s been so long.

  “You’re so fucking hot and wet, Katie. I can feel your greedy little cunt clenching around my cock.”

  “I need you to move, honey,” she says as she lifts her hips.

  I pull out to the tip, before sinking all the way back in. I set a steady, but slow pace and Katie starts moving her hips in sync with mine. I raise up on my hands and look down at where my cock is sliding inside her. Katie reaches her hand between us and feels where we are connected, touching both of us at the same time.

  “God, that feels so good,” she whispers.

  “There is nothing better than this, baby.”

  She moves her hand to my side and digs her nails into my skin. “Deeper, Nick. Go deeper inside me.”

  I move one hand to her hip and hold her down while I grind myself against her, but it’s still not deep enough. I never feel like I can get enough.

  I loop my arm around her waist and flip us over without loosing our connection. I lay on my back, both of my hands holding onto her waist.

  “Ride me, baby,” I say, my voice deep and rough.

  She puts her hands on my chest and raises up on her knees. She brings me almost all of the way out and sinks back in, grinding herself down on me. I slide a hand up her toned stomach and cup her heavy breast in my hand. I run my thumb over her hard nipple and she moans. She grabs my other hand and brings it up to her face, sucking my thumb into her hot mouth. She lets it go with a pop and I trail in down her throat, before grabbing onto her other breast and pinching her nipple. She starts riding me hard and fast, and I know she’s getting close. I lean up and lick the salty sweat off of her neck.

  “Are you going to come for me, kitten?” I ask, as I grab onto her ass and and push her harder against me.

  “Yes. I’m so close, Nick,” she moans.

  I can feel my orgasm building at the base of my spine. I watch her breasts shake with each heavy breath she takes. I bend down and suck one into my mouth.

  “Oh, God, Nick,” she moans, grabbing onto the back of my head and holding me to her.

  Her pussy grips me even tighter as she throws her head back and comes with a loud moan. I raise my hips and thrust into her, as I follow her over the edge. Her body goes limp against mine, and I wrap my arms around her. I hold her tightly against me, while both of our bodies tremble and shake.

  Sex with Katie is more than just an act of pleasure. Don’t get me wrong, it’s the best damn feeling in the world, but it’s always more. It’s the ability to be able to feel so close to her, so connected, so comfortable that it takes my breath away.

  I can feel her hot tears against my throat. I lay us down and roll us to our sides so that we are facing each other.

  “Katie,” I whisper, pulling back so that I can see her face, “Sweetheart, please don’t cry. It breaks my heart to see your tears.”

  I raise my hand to her face and gently wipe them away, but more fall in their place.

  “I love you so much, Nick.”

  “I love you too, Katie. We are going to figure this out. I will fix us. Okay?”

  She nods her head, but doesn’t say anything.

  “Let’s get some sleep and we will talk more in the morning.” I kiss her cheeks and her mouth, as I pull her close to me, tucking her head back into my neck. I run my hand up and down her back. She eventually relaxes into me and her breathing evens out.

  I lay awake for a long time thinking of some way to make us better. I know I hurt Abbi just as much as I hurt Katie and I know that is going to be difficult to fix. I made promises that I didn’t keep and I broke their trust, but if I can just somehow get them to give me one more chance, I swear I will never hurt them again. I will spend the rest of my life making them happy. I will cherish every moment I have with them, and I will give them the world. I want every part of them forever, but I know even forever won’t be enough time.

  * * *

  I wake up the next morning with my arms still wrapped around Katie. I glance down and see that she is still asleep. I’m not sure what time she is suppose to go pick up Abbi, but I do know that we need to talk before she goes. I run my hand through her hair and kiss her forehead. Her eyes blink open and she looks up at me. I love to watch her face when she first wakes up.

  “Good morning,” she whispers.

  “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” I ask, bending down to kiss her.

  She nods her head and smiles. Her hand travels down my side and she reaches for my hard cock. I groan when her hand wraps around me in a firm grip and slides down. I lay my hand over hers and still her movements. “Baby, that feels amazing, but we really need to talk before you have to leave.”

  “We will, but first I need to feel you,” she whispers against my my throat, as she licks and bites at my sensitive skin.

  I moan and let go of her hand. I’m certainly not going to tell her no. I reach between her legs and find that she’s already wet.

  “Hmm… Always so ready for me.” I lift her leg over my hip and she rubs my cock through her wetness, before lining it up at her opening. I thrust my hips and sink into her with one her thrust. She gasps and closes her eyes.

  “Look at me, K
atie,” I demand in a low voice.

  She blinks those beautiful green eyes open and looks at me.

  “You are mine,” I whisper.

  She nods her head quickly but doesn’t say anything.

  I reach around and give her ass a little slap, making her gasp in surprise.

  “I need to hear you say the words, Katie.”

  “Yes, Nick, I’m yours,” she responds immediately.

  I grab onto her ass and begin thrusting in earnest. It’s not long before she is milking my cock and I’m exploding inside of her.

  “Jesus Christ!” I gasp for air.

  She giggles against my chest and lays a kiss there.

  “Are you hungry?” I ask, after I’ve had a second to catch my breath.

  She nods her head against me. “Do you have anything to cook?”

  “Probably not.” I laugh. “But we can go check.”

  She smiles up at me and kisses me one last time before rolling off of the bed. I watch her naked body walk to the bathroom, before swinging my legs off of the side of the bed and grabbing my prosthetic. After I put everything on, I stand up and stretch my arms above my head. I walk to my dresser and grab a pair of underwear. Katie is coming out of the bathroom by the time I have them on. Her eyes trail down my chest and she pokes her lip out into a pout when she sees that I covered myself.

  “Feign,” I say, with a laugh.

  She chuckles and starts looking around for her clothes.

  “Do you want to borrow a t-shirt?” I ask, knowing she’s not going to want to put her dress back on.

  She nods her head and I walk to my dresser. I pull out a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, knowing they won’t fit her, but I need her beautiful ass covered if we are going to talk.

  I hand them to her and kiss her forehead, before making my way to the bathroom.

  “I’ll meet you in the kitchen,” she says, as she slides the shirt over her head.

  I nod my head in response.

  After I’ve taken care of business, I splash cold water onto my face and grab my toothbrush. I smile to myself when I realize it’s already wet. She must have used it when she came to use the bathroom. I’m glad she’s still comfortable doing little things like that.