Break My Fall (Broken)

by Chloe Walsh

  “Yeah baby come for me, come in my mouth. This pussy is mine.” He plunged his tongue inside me, licking and sucking. I screamed my body spasmming around him. I felt so close, something so close… I grabbed for him and he obliged, climbing up my body, he plunged his tongue into my mouth and I could taste myself on his tongue. I closed my eyes and felt Kyle settle himself between my legs. One hand gripped my waist, the other fisted my hair. I felt him press against my entrance and I gave myself up to him. I wanted this. No man had ever made me feel the way Kyle did. I wanted him to have me.

  I felt him tremble, his body striving for control. Afraid he would stop again, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed the heels of my feet against his behind. His control faltered and he plunged deep into me, tearing through me, hard, deep to the hilt, and I cried out. The sharpest pain cut through me and I gripped his shoulders.

  He froze, his body tensed “Christ Lee, Fuck…” I grabbed his face before he could say anymore and pulled his mouth to mine. Kissing him hard I forced my mind past the pain and bucked against him.

  He groaned into my mouth and rolled his hips. We were both heaving. His face looked pained, as he held himself still inside me. “I’m begging you, don’t stop.” His eyes closed and he shuddered.

  Then he began to move, thrusting into me hard and fast, my body tingled under his, fire building inside me, higher and higher, “Please Kyle, I can’t…” I cried out I wasn’t sure what was happening to me, all the sensations and feeling barrelling through me were driving me insane. Kyle lowered his hand and circled my clit with his thumb while he pounded me mercilessly. It was thrilling, it was everything.

  When his fingers pinched my clitoris, I screamed, coming apart in his arms. I shattered into a million pieces. His breathing hitched, he pounded me once more before he stilled. His body stiffened, his back arched and he jerked forward. Shuddering I felt his release, burning heat flowing into me.

  KYLE

  When the light flicked on in my room, the last person I thought I would see was Lee, standing there fucking tempting to a priest. Her tits were spilling out over the dam string top she had on, and her hips… Oh man, her shorts were like panties on her. So beautiful. I didn’t hear a word of the mumble jumble coming out of her mouth, but I swear to god my heart nearly stopped when she bent on all fours. Holy shit, her ass was hanging out of those damn shorts; two sexy pert cheeks were cocking up in the air, while she looked for whatever the hell she dropped. My heart nearly leapt out of my chest when she went to leave.

  “Wait.” I was surprised I could talk. “Wait.” My throat was so raw. I didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as her after last night, but god I needed her to know I wasn’t that guy. I would NEVER hurt a woman. Whoever the fuck she was running from in Louisiana, I was nothing like that, and I needed her to know that. “Are you okay?” I reached out to touch her but damn I didn’t want to scare her again so I pulled my hand back quickly. “I’m fine,” she whispered, her big grey eyes wide. She was shivering, shit I couldn’t deal with this. I paced the room. “I’ve never…” I paused, trying to level my voice, “I’ve never laid a hand on a woman in my life.” I kept my eyes closed, couldn’t bear to see fear in her eyes. I ran my hand through my hair. “You didn’t, I mean it’s okay Kyle, it was my fault.”

  What the fuck? I acted like a jackass and she somehow thought that it was her fault. I looked at her and went to hug her. She flinched and backed away, and my heart stopped, I think I felt it crack. “Jesus Christ you’re afraid of me. I fucking frighten you Lee.” I dropped my head, I couldn’t look at her, so I focussed on my hands. “I’m not afraid of you Kyle,” I heard her whisper. I stiffened when I felt her hand cup my cheek, felt so fucking good I shivered and leaned my face into her hand, accepting her comfort. I would do anything this girl wanted after the way I had treated her. Pussy traitor tears escaped my eyes, and I felt like a marshmallow, crying in front of a girl. What was I becoming?

  “Look at me,” Lee demanded, pulling at my chin. “I am not afraid of you. Don’t torture yourself over something I caused”. She caused? This girl had no idea. “I shouldn’t…” I began but she butted in, “You did nothing, I slapped your face, and you reacted in instinct. It was an accident.” She kept touching me and I swear I could barely keep myself from jumping on her. I leaned into her ear “I promise you I will never hurt you again. That will never happen to you again. Ever.” I meant every fucking word, never meant anything more in my life than I did in that moment. “Do you want me to leave?”

  What the fuck? “What?” She looked at me sadly, “Cam said you might not want me anymore, I mean, you might not want me to stay here anymore…” She started blushing and I sighed in relief, I couldn’t believe she wanted stay, I pressed my forehead against her, testing that touch first, she shivered, that was a good sign. “You can’t still want to stay here.” I needed her to tell me she wanted to stay here with me; I needed those words. “Please Kyle,” she begged, “I have nowhere else to go. I can stay out of your way; I promise I won’t cause trouble for you and Ra… I’ll be invisible.” I couldn’t help the groan that escaped me, I was in pain. It physically hurt me to think that she was so alone, and she thought I wanted her to leave. “That’s impossible,” I told her, needing her to believe me, when I saw the tears fall from her face I knew I needed to do more.

  I cupped her face as gently as I could and lifted her face, I needed her to look at me, “There’s no fucking way you could EVER be invisible to me baby.” I kissed the inside of her sore hand softly, and when she gasped, I couldn’t resist another second. I took her. My lips punished hers, and I wanted to brand her, I wanted to fucking own her. She melted against me and those sexy little moans nearly undoing me there and then...

  I touched her everywhere I’d been dying to. When I sucked on her hardened nipples, she cried out my name. The feel of her big bouncy tits pressing into my face was so fucking hot. Stripping her down I ran my hands up and down her back.… I moved my hands back up her lower back, hoping I had imagined the rough grooves, but no, they were there all right. I was just about to pull back and ask what they were when Lee moaned into my mouth.

  I hoisted her up and carried her to my bed. Fuck me. The look of her lying on my bed naked, made me forget everything else I was thinking about. She was so warm and tight, my balls tightened. God I could barely wait to be inside her “I gotta taste you baby. Gotta taste this tight pussy.” When my tongue touched her slick folds, she started to shake. Uh fuck she was mouth-watering. I licked her juices up. “Kyle…” she screamed. “Yeah baby come for me, come in my mouth. This pussy is mine.” I plunged my tongue into her pussy, sucking her dry. She tasted so fucking good, salty, sweet and all Lee. She grabbed me and I dragged my mouth away, finding hers.

  I settled myself between her legs. I gripped her waist. I tried to slow myself down, at this rate, I was going to come straight away, but Lee pushed her feet against my ass and I plunged into her. Jesus Christ she was so tight. I felt resistance, heard her pained cry, and froze. No. Oh, Jesus no. “Christ Lee, Fuck...” Lee grabbed my face and kissed me hard.

  When she bucked against me, I groaned, my hips rolling instinctively. I tried to hold myself still above her, this couldn’t be happening. I guessed she was inexperienced but…“I’m begging you, don’t stop.”

  The sound of her pleading was my undoing. I thrust into her. I could hate myself later. Her hips came up to meet my thrust, and I moved inside her hard, and fast, “Please Kyle, I can’t…” Lee cried out. I knew she was close, could feel her clenching around me. I thumbed her clit, my dick pounding her tight little pussy. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass nearly finished me. I pinched her clit and she came apart in my arms, her pussy clenched me so tight, it felt like she was swallowing my dick. I pumped her once more then started to come. Collapsing on top of Lee, I buried my face in her neck.

  Fuck, what had I done.

  LEE

  Kyle stayed inside me for m
any moments afterwards, His body hot and sweaty on top of me, his head tucked into my neck. His body was trembling; I wasn’t sure what to do so I just held him, stroking his hair.

  After what felt like hours rather than minutes, he eased himself out of me slowly, touching me nowhere. I winced at the feeling of him pulling out, it felt so foreign. He moved away from me, laying down on the far edge of the bed. Neither of us spoke, and I didn’t know if I should leave or not. He did not touch me or make any move to do so, so I sat up. I looked down at him, he had his arm flung over his face.

  The reality of what I had done dawned on me. I jumped off the bed and gathered my clothes. I dressed in tremulous silence.

  Walking to door, I looked back once more and whimpered when I noticed the blood stained sheets. I turned the doorknob, “I tried to protect you,” he whispered. I slipped out, closing the door quietly behind me. I half ran, half stumbled to my room and flung myself into my bed, crying myself to sleep.

  LEE

  I woke the next morning to Cam sitting on my bed. “Jesus Cam what are you doing?” Startled I pulled myself up to a sitting position. “Well I’m assuming since it’s after ten you’ve missed work?”

  I grabbed the alarm clock on my locker and groaned “Shit”. I was supposed to be on the morning shift. Then I remembered I had the rest of the week off. “I’m off work for the week Cam.” “Exactly” she grinned and clapped her hands, “So let’s not waste another minute of it.” “Why are you so merry, this morning?” Her eyes sparkled, she glanced at me “Oh I had a very long…hard night,” she joked, then slapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh Lee I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be insensitive. I just, I’m not sure to be around you now, after telling me that. I don’t want you scared or afraid.”

  I stared at her, my eyes narrowed, “You treat me the way you always have Cam or I swear I’ll disappear, I just want a fresh start. Just be normal with me”. She was quiet for moment then nodded and I left out a sigh of relief. “So” She said her tone purposefully light, “I have a modelling shoot in an hour. So scrub up and you never know, you could get a job. You have the whole package Lee, it’s about time you flaunted it. I say we go check out a movie after my shoot, grab some lunch. Have some fun for a change.” I burst out laughing in nervous relief and nodded. “Sounds like a plan Cam. But you’re the model, not me.” I flopped back down on the bed.

  Cam threw a pillow at my head. “Get your hot ass out of bed and go get in the shower.” I dragged myself out of bed and stretched. Ouch, I was sore. I felt stretched. “Atta girl, now wear something sexy,” Cam said, then sauntered out of my room.

  “Wait.” I shouted, “I don’t own anything sexy. And don’t even suggest that dress.” Cam grinned, “Just go have a shower, I already put an outfit in the bathroom from you.”

  I grabbed my toiletries bag and crossed the hallway to the bathroom grateful that Cam was behaving normally with me again. Turning on the shower, I prayed to Jesus that there was some hot water left in the tank. Scorching hot water poured from the showerhead. Bingo.

  I stripped down and stepped under it. I soaped myself in my favourite strawberry scented shower cream and scrubbed myself. I wanted to wash last night away.

  I thought what had happened between Kyle and I was perfect but the way he acted after made me feel dirty. I felt like a whore. I guess he was right. They were all right…I was just too damn easy. I blinked back the tears that threatened to spill. I refused to cry another tear over him.

  Just because being with him had meant more than sex to me, to him it was just that; sex. I meant as much to him as another other girl he had, and with Kyle, there had been a lot of girls. I cringed when I remembered him releasing into me. I scrubbed between my legs roughly.

  KYLE

  I lay in bed counting all the ways I was such a chicken shit. In the cool light I day, I had no clue how to approach Lee. I knew she was awake,

  I’d heard her shuffling around in her room over an ago, then heard the water running from across the hall. She’d been in there for half hour, and I was still lying in my bed, contemplating how I was going to face her. Uh I was such a pussy.

  I jumped out of bed and threw on a shirt and jeans. Pulling off the Band-Aid was the best approach; I was just going to have to face her. I went downstairs to the kitchen, and waited.

  LEE

  I was not in a sexy mood; I was in a shitty one. Still I dressed in the white gypsy dress with off the shoulder straps that Cam left out for me. It flattered my shape; hugging my hips, it cinched my waist and loosening to flare above my knees. I left a few buttons open at the top.

  I could not tie them if I wanted to; my chest was already straining against the fabric. I did not need help in the bust department; I had heavy full breasts. I slipped my feet into a pair of Grecian sandals. I checked behind me, the skirt covered the scars on my behind and upper thighs, the full back of the dress covered the ones on my back.

  I was grateful Kyle had not noticed them; it was bad enough Cam knew. I always covered them up. I never had to worry about anyone seeing them before because I kept myself covered up. I never exposed myself to anyone, except Kyle.

  I blow-dried my dark brown curly hair until it fell in loose curls below my breasts. I applied some makeup, painting my lips a glossy red, and giving my brown eyes suited the smoky effect Cam had showed me to do. I brushed some blush to my cheeks and neck. my hand froze on a large purplish bruise.

  Oh god, Kyle had branded me. How had I not noticed him doing that? I raised my fingers and rested them on the huge hickey on my neck. Oh fantastic. I covered it as best I could with some foundation. When I finished I could still see it but only faintly. Besides the icky love bite on my neck, I actually looked good. I needed a confidence boost, today of all days. My waist looked very narrow, but damn my hips were so wide, I looked like a heifer. My aunt once referred to them as ‘childbearing hips’. I shuddered. I was doomed to be short and curvy with an overly large chest. Being nineteen years old, the odds of growing another few inches and evening out were slim.

  Finally, ready, I poked my head out of the bathroom. The coast was clear so I slipped downstairs to find Cam. She whistled when I walked into the kitchen. A choked noise from behind us made me realise we were not alone. Derek and Kyle were sitting at the kitchen table behind me. I blushed fiercely when my eyes met his. He had his coffee cup held to his mouth and was frozen in his seat. I turned my back on him quickly and walked over to grab a cup of coffee. I could not deal with him right now, not with Derek gaping at me, and Cam grinning like the cat that got the cream.

  “Hot damn Lee, that’s what I’ve been talking about for years. Show that sexy body off.” I flushed bright red. “Don’t be such so crude Cam,” I muttered, concentrating on filling my cup. I could feel stares boring into my back. “I’m simply stating the obvious, Derek doesn’t Lee look sexy?” Cam asked as she grabbed a chair beside Derek at the table. “Oh no Cam, you’re not gonna mind fuck me with trick questions baby,” Derek chuckled, “Ask Kyle, he’s impartial”.

  I trembled as I turned around to face my three roommates sitting at the table staring at me. I felt like a damn show pony. Shut up, shut up, shut up, I prayed. “Kyle, doesn’t Lee look sexy?” Cam asked feigning innocence. Kyle’s eyes raked over me slowly. “You look beautiful Lee,” he said, then stared down at the newspaper on the table in front of him. “Come sit Lee,” Cam said. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to break the ice between Kyle and I. She thought we could patch things up. I wanted to tell her that ship had sailed. After last night, there was no slipping back into any kind of friendship.

  I shuffled awkwardly to the table, taking the last remaining seat, which happened to be right next to Kyle. Dear god this was a slow form of torture. I eased myself into the chair being careful not to brush against him. I did anyway, squirming in my seat when my knee brushed his thigh. He cleared his throat roughly, shifting himself in his chair. He looked like he was in pain. I whimpered, my brea
th coming fast and quick when our eyes met.

  When Cam touched my shoulder, I literally jumped out of my chair, breaking eye contact with Kyle. “Christ Lee your very jumpy today,” Derek remarked, glancing from me to Kyle, then back again. A broad grin of recognition spread across his face. “Why could that be?” I blushed and went to sink to rinse my cup. “I’m just tired, I didn’t get much sleep,” I muttered hoping he would drop it. “I wonder why that could be. Hmm I wonder, Cam any ideas. Kyle?”

  Dammit, Derek knew and the jerk was going to out me. Cam not clicking with Derek’s suggestive innuendos said, “You’re probably not used to sleeping in strange beds Lee.” With that, I gasped, coffee spluttered from Kyle’s mouth and Derek burst out laughing. “What?” Cam asked annoyed, “She hasn’t been here long enough to break it in.” there was another choking sound. “Oh damn I forgot my purse, Derek can you help me look for it?” I glared at Cam. She had no idea that she was making this so much worse for me. “Oh yes, your purse. I think it’s under my bed. Let’s check.” Derek said, playing along as they hurried from the room.

  “Lee?” Kyle whispered but I couldn’t respond. “Lee talk to me.” I froze at the sink. “There’s nothing to say Kyle. Your actions told me everything I needed to know last night.” I heard a chair scraping against the tiles and shivered.

  Kyles hand touched my shoulder, and I wanted to lean into him. I brushed him away instead, and moved away from him. I couldn’t look at his face, so I focussed on the patterned tiles beneath my feet. “Are you sore?” he asked, touching my chin with his fingers. I didn’t know how to respond. I nodded slowly. I ached in ways I never knew I could. His arm came around my waist, forcing me to turn and look at him.