Not Broken (Firebacks Book 2)

by Linda Verji

  The ride to his hotel was ripe with silent tension but it wasn’t a bad kind of tension. Nervous energy pulsed between them. Tasha had no doubts that she wanted Kian, but a part of her was still scared of tonight. Consciously she knew that he wasn’t Polo and he wouldn’t treat her the same way but her subconscious was still having a hard time getting used to the idea of her consenting to have sex with any man – even Kian.

  By the time they got to the elevator she was a bundle of nerves.

  Ever perceptive, Kian drew her into his arms. “We don’t have to do this. I can wait.”

  She was tempted to take his offer; tempted to keep running. But Kian had waited for her long enough. It was time for her to put on her big girl panties - or rather take them off. Squaring her shoulders, she said, “I want to do this.”

  Kian started to protest, “We’re not in any hurry t-”

  “I love you.” Tasha interrupted. The shocked look in his eyes reflected her own surprise at finally having the courage to declare it. She tentatively tasted the words on her tongue again. “I love you.”

  She watched him warily to see what his response was. His gaze on her was contemplative as if he was trying to measure the sincerity of her words. Satisfied with what he saw, he smiled. “I love you too.”

  He bent down and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss started out gently but within minutes had turned fervent. Tasha clung to him, pushing her body closer to his as their lips and tongues melded in concert. Desire and nervousness merged together to create a lethal cocktail of adrenalin that had her pressing her body against his needily.

  Kian’s wandered over her back restlessly until finally they came to rest on her ass. He squeezed the firm flesh and pressed her closer to him. She instinctively stiffened when she felt his erection but this time didn’t step back. He separated their lips, looking at her while his hand still stayed on her ass, he asked, “You’re sure?”

  “I’m sure.” There was more conviction in her tone this time. The moment the elevator doors opened he scooped her up. The distance between the foyer and the bedroom was nothing. Instead of laying her on the king-size bed, he sat down with her on the lap and proceeded to seduce her senseless with his kisses.

  Tasha’s nerves sizzled as he teased her lips, nibbling, sucking and inhaling her responsive moans. His hand shifted between them, moving upwards until he cupped her breast.

  In deference to the deep v-neck of her dress she hadn’t worn her bra depending entirely on the dress’s own inbuilt support system. The skimpy fabric was no match for Kian’s touch and shards of heat immediately coursed through her body at its intensity. He stayed still as if waiting for her to get used to his touch. In response she shifted in his arms to allow him better access.

  “Tasha,” he whispered as he massaged the heavy fullness experimentally. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?”

  “How long?” She mumbled though parched lips.

  “From the first time we met.” His voice vibrated against her temple as he caressed and molded her needy flesh. “I didn’t even know how much I wanted you ‘til the dreams began.”

  “Drea-” Her words turned into a gasp when he pinched her hardened nipple through the fabric of her dress before soothing it with a slick of his fingers. Tasha whimpered as his touch sent her nerves skittering.

  “At first the dreams was just about making love to you. Kissing you sexy lips…” He punctuated his words by doing just that. “…licking your smooth skin…” He pushed one sleeve to the side and licked the bared skin of her shoulder. “…and being inside you. Just thinking of you made me so hard that I couldn’t sleep because you weren’t next to me.”

  His fingers traced along the deep V of the dress, his touch on her bare skin as delicious as it was heated, before he dipped one hand beneath the fabric. He nipped at her jaw, then soothed it with a lick. “You remember that day at the store?”

  “I remember,” Tasha moaned in between the whimpers escaping her lips as Kian transferred his attention to her other breast. Her desire was enough to force her anxiety firmly to the back of her mind. She shifted anxiously on Kian’s lap enjoying his ministrations but knowing that she needed more.

  While one hand worked on her breast, the other was on her back. The harsh sound of her zipper coming down filled the room but it was muted by Tasha’s whimpers.

  “I wanted to know how it would feel to have you naked in my arms.” He pushed the sleeves of her dress down her arms until her dress pooled in smooth waves around her waist leaving her upper body naked. The cold air swirling in the room, bit into her body, but all Tasha could feel was the heat of Kian’s gaze as he gorged on what he’d just revealed. He licked his lower lips. “I wanted to take you from him right then and there.”

  Kian said the ‘him’ with such vehemence that it was obvious a thin thread of anger still veiled his actions but Tasha was too distracted by his seductive touch. Every one of her senses was awake. She took a shaky breath as he worked her flesh in expert massages and caresses.

  He lay her on the bed, hovering over her but not quite letting their bodies connect as his eyes met hers, a storm of desire and passion swirling in their depths. “You’re meant to be mine. My woman. My wife.”

  He finally lowered his body. Tasha reveled in the warm hard weight of his body pressing against hers. The fabric of his tuxedo jacket danced against her skin, inflaming her even more as they kissed. Kian ended the kiss, moving his soft pecks from her lips, down her neck, on each blade, her upper chest until finally he moved his attention to her breast.

  While his tongue circled one nipple in slow wet loops, his hand played homage to her other breast. His soft hair tickled her palms as she pressed against his head to keep him there. He sucked, lingered, alternated, licked, nipped and tasted her in a rhythm so hypnotizing that he had her squirming in a matter of seconds. The silk sheets of the bed prickled her skin, his male scent had her aching and the touch of his mouth had her body trembling.

  The feelings were as strange as they were delicious. Tasha had never felt this kind of intense need. She didn’t even know what she needed from him. Her fingers dug into his hair and shoulder in helpless need.

  “I’ve waited so long for you.” His voice throbbed against her tummy as he kissed his way down her body. He grasped her gown, dragging the fabric off her body as he went. Soon he had Tasha bare except for her panties. He didn’t even bother to pull them off. The fabric bit into her waist briefly before he ripped it off and left her naked. She wanted to hide from that deep gaze as he stared at her pussy.

  Nervously she moved her hand to hide but he pushed her hands away, his eyes never leaving her treasure. “Every day, every hour, every minute, I wondered what it would feel like to touch you.”

  His words were just as enticing as the kiss he pressed atop her shaven mound before he hooked her thighs over his shoulders, “I wondered what it would feel like to taste you.”

  Tasha almost jumped out of the bed when he kissed right there.

  “What…what-” She wanted to ask him what he was doing. No one had ever done that to her. But the words got stuck in throat blocked by the intensity of the electric waves shocking through her. Her back arched and her knees tightened around his head as Kian teased her with his mouth. Soft licks, hard flicks; probing and tasting. He was a master at his craft. Every lick, penetration and flick only dragged her deeper into pleasure’s cavern. Soon his fingers joined in the quest to torture her.

  “So sweet.” His hushed breath hovered over her core as he took his time probing her slit and letting his fingers glide over her clit in slow circles. Tasha gyrated over his fingers, following their feather-light whispers and coaxing him to put those thick digits in her. She hummed in satisfaction when he finally penetrated her.

  “Baby likes that, doesn’t she?” Kian laughed as he kissed his way back up her body while with his fingers he continued to pleasure her.

  “Yessss,” she hissed. His lips swallowed her whimper
as he flicked her nub masterfully, rotating it with his thumb while his index finger continued to plunge in and out of her in slow strokes. She was so wet that she could feel her juices coating his fingers. She jumped when his hooked finger touched that sensitive bundle of nerves in her center. Her walls started to contract around his fingers and her lower belly tightened as she moaned.

  “That’s right. Cum for me.” His words breathed over her lips as the strokes of his fingers sped up. Soon she was shuttling at rocket speed into bliss. She could only close her eyes and breathe in fast gasps as she slowly came down from the high Kian had lifted her into.

  She barely noticed him get off of her, undress or sheathe himself in latex. When he lowered his body back over hers, the hard planes of his chest met her breasts and his naked skin met hers. His dick tapped against her entrance and she tensed in anticipation of the pain.

  Instead he reached for a hand. Her eyes flew open when she felt a band of metal slide over her ring finger.

  “Kian?” she gasped as she looked at her hand. The large diamond on the silver ring glinted, the light reflecting brilliant blue, pink and green rays over it.

  “Tasha, the last few months with you have been the most intense in my life. I’ve never known a woman who could spin my emotions around the way you have. But I can’t even imagine spending the rest of my life with any other woman. I want us to start a home and a family together. I’m hoping you feel the same way.” Kian lowered his head and kissed her before separating their lips. His gaze was intent as he said, “Marry me!”

  She wasn’t sure if it was a question on an order but after that heartfelt speech, there was only one answer she wanted to give.

  “Yes.”

  “Thank you.” He dipped down for another kiss. As they kissed, he positioned himself at her entrance and started to press in. Tasha stiffened in response. He separated his lips from hers, whispering, “Relax, I promise I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you.”

  It took all her conscious effort to relax underneath him. It took her reminding herself that this was Kian, the man she loved; her protector and her friend. But finally her body eased to let him deeper in. He took his time fitting himself inside her, giving her time to get used to both his girth and being his.

  When he was finally inside her up to the hilt, he started to move. He started out slow but it’d been so long for both of them that he soon sped up. Moans, slapping and swilling filled the room as their hearts, bodies and fluids fused with Kian’s continuous strokes.

  Finally Tasha knew what it felt like to be with a man who treated her body like it was more than just a receptacle for his pleasure. Her legs tightened around his flanks, holding onto him tight as he filled her with measured thrusts. For every stroke he gave, she pushed back until their lower limbs were moving in rhythmic concert.

  Long strokes. Slow strokes. Hard strokes. In. Out. In. Out.

  “Fuck!” Kian growled as he took her thighs and hooked them over his elbows. Now she was even more open to his penetration. She followed his eyes to their lower bodies, watching as his length entered and retreated. The sight was so erotic that it was enough to make her even wetter.

  “Kian! Kian! Kian!” she whimpered his name over and over as his movement sped up into short sharp thrusts. Her lower tummy coiled in tension and she clamped harder around his rod, swallowing, sucking and milking him. With practiced ease, he urged them over the edge and they tumbled into the soft soothing chasm of sexual release.

  Finally they were one.

  Tasha reveled in the sense of completion that filled her. Kian was everything she needed and more. She knew that finally she’d found her man.

  CHAPTER 30

  It was more than an hour before Kian could even move and it was only because the landline that connected him to the hotel kept buzzing. He turned his wrist to check the time. It was almost three in the morning. Something had to be seriously wrong for them to call him at this time. Tasha whimpered in protest as he extricated his arm from under her so he could pick it up but immediately went to sleep again.

  His voice low, he picked the phone. “Yeah!”

  “Sir, you have a guest here,” said the concierge, his voice chirper despite the early hour.

  “At this time?” Kian’s brow furrowed in a frown. “Who is it?”

  “A Richard Clayton.” The concierge added, “He says he’s your son.”

  THE END

  Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed reading about Tasha, Kian and Polo as much as I enjoyed writing their story.

  I know, I know! How could I leave you with such a cliffy! Why is Hanna still breathing? Let me give you a hint: Hanna is now Chryssa’s problem. Meet me in her book, Lose Control. Coming soon!

  If you haven’t read the first book in this series, you should. Lucky and Zain are just….just…You know what? You should read it!

  Daddy’s Home

  A woman pushed to the edge! A man desperate to bring her back!

  As star wide-receiver Halake ‘Lucky’ Ford’s wife, Zain seems to be living a charmed life. To the world, she is that rare football wife who has helped her man separate the game from fame and preserve the love they have. However, beneath this façade of marital bliss is a woman tired of her role as her husband’s convenient sidekick and her mother-in-law’s verbal punching bag.

  Lucky’s betrayal of their marriage finally forces Zain to ask herself the toughest question; just how much is too much?

  In this first book of the Firebacks series, Lucky and Zain try to hold on to their marriage even as the odds stack up against them.

  Deeply moving! Passionate! Revealing! Daddy’s Home will captivate you, seduce you and keep you turning the pages.

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