Scornfully Yours (Torn Series)

by Pamela Ann

“Bass?”

  I was stuck rooted to the spot when I saw him stride towards me wearing only his worn out jeans. They hung low on his hips, showcasing that sexy v-line. His rock hard, perfectly contoured body stood inches away from me. My throat constricted when I heard his shallow breathing. Alexander Pushkin floated in my head as I met my fate and looked at him straight in the eye.

  Then came a moment of renaissance,

  I looked up - you again are there,

  A fleeting vision, the quintessence

  Of all that`s beautiful and rare.

  The world around me got smaller. At this very instant, my world was only Bass. Every hair on my body stood, heightened and apprehensive. My nipples tightened acutely, painfully.

  When his finger lightly touched the curve of my cleavage, I closed my eyes as my body tilted a bit. My ears started ringing as my heart galloped with lightning speed. I felt drunk with lust and itched to be touched. I wanted to be possessed, marked, fucked and owned by him.

  I craved it. My body craved it. My soul craved it.

  With my eyes closed, all of my senses centered on him. “It’s my turn, Emma,” Bass murmured. My eyes snapped open when I felt him rip the delicate strap on my right shoulder, “my turn to claim this sinful body of yours,” he ground out before he ripped the other strap.

  My dress pooled on my feet. When my eyes finally met his again, Bass looked dangerous. The sweet talking Bass that I knew last year was gone. My body though, didn’t care. It responded with electrifying intensity when his eyes found my breasts. They felt heavy, my nipples peaked.

  His fingers grabbed the side of my thong and ripped the scrap off my body. I gasped from the slight sting it gave when it chafed my skin. At the same time, my body exalted from excitement when I felt a hot liquid dripped slowly from my core. Without breaking eye contact, he took off his pants. My teeth bit my bottom lip when I saw his fat cock spring free.

  Wow, my eyes simply couldn’t part devouring his impressive size. I felt raunchy and downright nasty. On cue, his fat cock twitched from my appraisal.

  Bass started stroking his length, slowly, up and down, while I watched as it grew bigger. The veins surfaced, evidence of his fervid arousal. I was unprepared when Bass used his fingers to pinch my pebbled nipple and twisted it. Upon releasing it, he lightly slapped my breast. Oh, fuck! Pleasure bordering on pain coursed through me. My pussy quivered as I clenched my thighs together. I want to have sex and get it over with! This foreplay was killing me!

  “What are you waiting for Bass? Where you do want me?” My voice pleaded like the horny wanton woman that I was.

  He let go of his cock and caressed my neck. In soft, excruciating strokes, he touched my jaw and stopped on my lips.

  Bass gave me an evil smile, “Kiss me Emma.”

  God, yes!

  Wetting my lips slowly, I pulled his arm and pushed him hard on the wall. It was my turn now.

  Pressing my fevered body against his hard masculine one, I hastily pulled his face towards me. His hands wrapped around me while I cupped his jaw. I wanted to eat those lips of his like there was no tomorrow since he had deprived me of it for so long. But when our lips touched for the second time tonight, the animalistic kiss I expected turned slow and sweet. Ever so lightly, he used the tip of his tongue to open my lips to him. Every feeling that I felt, everything that I believed in and everything that was in me, my kiss showed him that. The sweet slow kisses tilted my axis. It shifted my karma. He was my kismet.

  I moaned against him when he sucked on my tongue. I ran my nails down his back, grazing him. Bass shifted positions and instantly had me against the wall. With our lips kissing and our tongues sparring, he swiftly lifted me up. He shoved me and pinned me against the wall while my legs clutched his hips. His cock twitched when it touched my wet folds. I used my hips to grind my parted folds against the tip of his shaft but he lifted me upwards, not wanting my pussy to touch his penis.

  “Bass…I can’t wait any more.”

  With quick strength and determination, Bass carried me outside and got us on top of the outdoor canopy bed. When he finally hovered on top of me, I just wanted to die from the charged electrifying feel he gave me.

  A loud clapping thunder broke out in the background but I was beyond caring. I felt him lower his body and part me wide open, both heels on the bed. Bass instantly stuck two fingers inside me while his tongue teased my nub and folds. I whimpered when his ministration became fervent and I couldn’t stand the feeling. I sat up and pulled his lips to mine and kissed him while he finger fucked me. I felt the first drop of rain on my shoulder, but it didn’t stop us. Rain couldn’t stop me, not even a storm.

  The smell of him and the feel of his heat, I was rapturous and in seventh heaven.

  I licked the raindrops off Bass’s neck and sucked on his earlobe. “Emma, I want you so fucking much,” he hissed.

  Bass moaned and when I started to go down on him while I bit and nipped his skin. Without the help of my hands, I lowered my mouth to capture the think throbbing head of his cock. Impassioned, snaking my tongue in slow circular motions, before I hollowed my cheeks to go deeper onto his length. With the way Bass was hissing and moaning, I didn’t care if I gagged or not, as long as I was pleasuring him. I loved watching this man become undone by my mouth alone.

  Relaxing my throat, I took him deeper and he hit the back of my throat. “Fuck! You suck a mean dick Emma!” Bass hissed in between pants.

  Excellent, I’m not finished with you yet. I quickly shook my head as his cock swiftly shot back and forth in my mouth, the tip of his shaft sensitive to the rigged muscles on the back of my throat. I used my hand to pull his ball sack as my tongue spiraled along with my bobbing head. Bass groaned before he plucked me off of his cock. He stood up and pulled me out of the bed and guided me to the cemented railing, commanding, “Spread your legs open, bend over and rest your elbows on the rail.”

  I sucked in my breath. All this anticipation was driving insane.

  I felt him behind me. “You’re so beautiful, Emma. You’ve been my living nightmare,” Bass hissed in my ear as he stuck his fingers in my pussy again.

  My ass pushed down on his hand. I wanted more, damn it! I closed my eyes and concentrated on the glorious feeling his fingers were giving me.

  “How does your pussy liked to be fucked, Emma?”

  At this point, you can do as you please. “It doesn’t matter.”

  Bass’s deep, fuck me voice broke into my thoughts again. “You’re so tight, Emma. Do you think your pussy can handle my cock?”

  I shook my head in response. No, I didn’t think so.

  But I don’t care.

  “Do you want me to rip you apart? Make this sweet little pussy stretch while you wince in pain and pleasure it will give you?”

  “YES! PLEASE!” I begged.

  The rain hadn’t stopped and we were both soaked. My pussy was out of control wet from my own liquid. I groaned in agony when I felt his other hand circle around my anus.

  What was he waiting for? I am way past ready.

  The thunder rumbled again, a little longer this time. His lips pressed against my back when I heard him. “I will fuck you on one condition, Emma.”

  I stilled. “What condition?”

  “You give me your body the entire time we are here, day and night. I want it available at all times. No one else get to touch it but me. Allow me to fuck my addiction of you, in your mouth and in your sweet cunt. I want sole ownership, Emma.”

  I felt him withdraw his fingers and position the tip of his fat cock on my entrance.

  FUCK! ME!

  Damn you.

  Us together for four months, day in and day out. But what happens after we get back to L.A.? Are we going to be friends or foes?

  Do you really want to weigh on that right now? I think not. “Yes…”

  My eyes widened and my mouth opened when I felt his large cock pierce me with one hard obliterating thrust. “Perfect answer, you ar
e mine now.”

  Even with all of my abundant wetness, he had a hard time sliding it all the way home. “Hell, Emma. If I had known you’d feel like this I wouldn’t have let you go,” Bass muttered as he took hold of my hips and used force to fill me to the hilt. I felt the sting of my pussy being ripped apart and stretched open but the overwhelming ecstasy it gave me in exchange of the pain was overruled.

  “Open your eyes and look ahead. Don’t ever tear your eyes away until we’re done.” I nodded and opened my eyes.

  The Aegean Sea was dark and forbidding. Dark thick clouds rumbled with terrifying sets of lightning striking everywhere. It was dangerous beauty at its finest, the dark beauty of a thunderstorm. My body shook when Bass started to pound his cock in me harder. I cried out when he slapped my ass, hard. “Keep staring at the tumultuous, thrilling beauty of nature—in its rawest, purest majestic form. I want you to see what you do to me. This is how I feel about you.”

  I sobbed in pleasure when Bass turned manic and furious. Fuck! He was monstrous. Every stroke was a new hit of sensation. It was madness but it wasn’t enough.

  “Bass, I’m losing it here. Just fucking finish me off already because I can’t take this anymore!”

  Without a word, he placed his hand around the back of my neck and shattered me to defeat, I screamed. My body took what he gave until he couldn’t hold off any longer. I clenched my muscles to heighten his orgasm more as he shot his load inside my womb. My body quivered when his cock kept pulsating inside of me.

  Wow that was mind-altering sex. I can’t believe I passed this up before.

  He kissed my shoulder and pulled out. I happily sagged against him as he hastily carried me inside the house and went straight to my bedroom. Standing, he grabbed a towel and dried me first, then him.

  “I know we should shower, but I want to be close to you for a little bit longer.” He pulled me towards the bed, his big arms enveloped me.

  “Bass?” I’ve been dying to know.

  “Hmm?” He responded, holding me tighter.

  “What did you mean when you said you wouldn’t have let me go?”

  His fingers kept stroking the side of my arm, I lavished being with him. “That last night in my bed, I wanted to tighten my arms around you and never let you leave me.”

  HUH? “What do you mean? You were asleep.” I even remember saying he was in a deep coma. I remember it clearly…like it just happened yesterday.

  “I wasn’t.”

  No fucking way. Was he serious? “You looked like you were asleep.”

  “I’m an actor, Emma.” Damn.

  “But why did you let me go then if you clearly didn’t want to?”

  He took a while responding. I listened to his heartbeat while I waited. “You needed me to let go of you at the time. Carter was in your life. But even with or without him, I felt that you needed to find your own happiness. I didn’t want to sacrifice yours for my own.”

  Shit. What does any of that mean? That he cares for me… a lot?

  “So….a thunderstorm, huh? I don’t know if that’s good or bad, if that’s how you feel about me.”

  Bass kissed the back of my earlobe. “Yes, you simply struck me without warning.”

  I melted and burned like hot molten lava. He started nipping my neck as he rolled his body on top of mine.

  “I want you, again, Bass.” I moaned as I opened my legs to accommodate him and guided his semi-aroused cock inside my entrance.

  “Emma,” he whispered against my ear when his head penetrated me. I moaned at the sore pleasurable feel.

  He felt so…so good!

  “Don’t make me fall for you”

  “You won’t.”

  A yelp came out of me when he suddenly entered me roughly. I glorified at the feel of him.

  Yes!

  Bass started kissing the side of my face and went next to my earlobe. He then whispered, “what if it’s already too late?”

  When feelings of abandonment and betrayal arise with a soul mate, they do not last. Once soul mates achieve an ultimate level of symbiosis and serenity with each other, it remains forever.

  - Linda Brady

  The Torn Series:

  Book #2

  ‘Blasphemous’

  Acknowledgments

  To my Mom, need I say how awesome you are? Your unrelenting support keeps me going. YOU. ARE. THE. BEST! I love you.

  To Cami Hesnault and Tia-Marie (spanking brand new Author), you guys are the best!!! Thank you for all the input and ideas. The late night convos made my writing during the wee hours much more interesting and entertaining. This novel wouldn’t have been the same without you two! I thank both of you from the bottom of my heart.

  Ami Johnson, my editor, saying thank you seems a bit trite. I cannot express my gratitude enough. You’re incredible!

  To the readers, I won’t be writing if it weren’t for all the love and support. This has been such an amazing experience. Thank you for giving me the pleasure of making your imagination soar and drift away. I hope it was an entertaining experience!

  Much love,

  Pamela Ann xo

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  Table of Contents

  Prologue

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