Broken by Desire

by Dani René

  “Who’s hot?” I tease her, a blush spreads across her cheeks once again. It was one of the sexiest things I ever saw.

  “Um… The…” I contain the laugh that is begging to be let out, but the amusement is clear on my face. “I was just asking… telling my friend about… this place. It’s hot, like nice… um…” She finally gives up and I let her off, just this one time.

  “Mmmm, I guess it is hot.” I set down the coffee on her nightstand. “I brought you coffee. Brazilian blend no milk or sugar.” Her expression is worth everything, and I feel something tug at my cold heart. The thought of making her smile, has my heart filled with something. Affection? No!

  “Thank you! How did you—”

  “I know people.” Get out of this bedroom, now Luke! I step back. “We need to leave in an hour, breakfast is made. Just come through to the kitchen when you are ready.”

  Without a backward glance I close the door behind me and make my way to my bedroom to get ready for work. A pair of faded jeans and a T-shirt would do. It’s too hot on the island so there’s no chance of my wearing a shirt. In the kitchen I set up the breakfast and put the bread in the toaster. Another pot of coffee is brewing. The image of Cassie in her panties is now engrained into my mind and I can’t even think straight. All I want to do is rip her panties from her body, bend her over and ram my cock inside her. I can’t offer her love, but I can offer her a good time. I hope that will be good enough because I want her. The ache in my chest is back and all I want is to make her smile.

  Cassandra

  I can’t believe he caught me! I swipe my screen calling Kenna back.

  “What the fuck? You hung up on me for your hot boss?”

  “He heard me Kenna!” I hissed into the phone. With a loud whoop, she giggled. She would consider this to be amusing. She’s been trying to set me up with guys for a few months, but I had never been interested. Until… I shook my head I couldn’t think of that now.

  “Well, I am glad he overheard you, maybe he will take the initiative and ask you out!” I thought about it, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to go to dinner with Lucien. “Cassie!”

  “Huh?”

  “If he asks you to dinner, promise me you’ll go? Please?” She was serious now; the only time she got serious was when she wanted me to move on. It was just painful. After all the heartache, I wasn’t sure I was even up to trying to make it work with someone. I needed to focus on my job. Then I would be fine.

  “I will consider it. I need to go. Call you later?”

  “Yea, unless you’re out with Mr. Hot and Rich. Then you don’t need to call!” She snickered and hung up. Her last comment made me shake my head. I picked up the coffee and took a small sip. It was the same blend from the coffee shop. I smiled, the barista must have mentioned it to him, but why would he even care?

  Once I was dressed, I wander through the house to the kitchen. Lucien was on the phone again and he sounded furious. “I do not care! Did I not explain that to you yesterday? I am not backing you if this is what’s going on!” He glanced up as I strolled in and smiled, his face softened a little. “I have to go, don’t call me until you’ve solved it!” He turned as he hung up and placed the mobile on the table. “Good morning, how did you sleep?”

  “Excellent, I didn’t realize how tired I was. I missed my run.” I glance up and am met by his handsome smile. He had changed into a pair of ripped blue jeans that hugged his hips and thighs in ways that made me want to peel them off. His white T-shirt was tight and showed off his athletic arms. He is so delectable! I blushed and studied the breakfast on the counter. Would you settle down?

  “You could run tomorrow? With me?” He passed me a plate, and I grabbed toast. The prospect of running with him sounded incredible. I didn’t think it would hurt going, so I nodded.

  “Sure, sounds perfect.”

  “Fantastic! There’s juice, or coffee. I can get you a refill?” It was weird seeing my boss waiting on me, but I needed more caffeine in my system if I had to make it through today.

  “Please?” He busied himself with the coffee machine and grabbed two mugs. “So, is this your place?”

  “Yea, my dad’s actually, he owns Verán Industries. I am just taking over the publishing house from him. I always wanted to work in the field, so when he asked me if I would like the opportunity to be his successor, I jumped at it.” I watched the muscles tense in his arms as he moved. Mesmerized. I took in all the tattoos that adorned his skin. The one on his bicep flexed when he moved, it looked like the tail end of a dragon. I would love the opportunity to trace the intricate design with my tongue. The slice of toast crunched as I bit into it and I imagined biting his shoulder… “Cassandra?” Lucien pulled me from my dirty thoughts and I glanced at him. He had spun around and was staring me. “You okay?”

  “Uh yea, sorry! I… The toast is great!” You need to calm down Cass! But it’s been so long since… Well you know! This is the conversation I would have with myself every day if I was working with Lucien. He set my coffee down, and I clutched the mug. It was a welcome interruption, inhaling the incredible aroma. “Thank you.”

  “Glad you enjoyed the toast. It’s from a local bakery, the bread is, and I made the toast.” Those sexy dimples deepened when he smiled. “We can stop by tomorrow morning after our jog.” He seemed to look forward to it and I found myself eager as well.

  “Yes! I am sure the views are stunning!” I gestured to the window.

  His gaze intensified as it wandered over my white tank top, up to my eyes, and then settled on my mouth as I sipped on my coffee. “Oh, the view is unbelievable.” The devilish smirk that I have become accustomed to appeared on his face. Unsure that we were even talking about the same thing anymore. A serious expression passed over his features suddenly. “We should leave in 15 minutes, is that okay?”

  “Yes, I am ready. Is there anything specific I need to bring?”

  “Just your phone, if you want to take your laptop you can. You might find time for writing. Although I highly doubt it,” he walked past me towards the bedrooms. His cologne washing over me causing my stomach to flutter. He was so intoxicating.

  Lucien

  As soon as I walk into my bedroom I close the door behind me. The barrier between us now calms me somewhat. Being so close to her is becoming more difficult. There’s something about this girl and I am not sure it’s a good idea that we’re here together. I want her. There’s a fucking ache in me for her and I can’t stop it. Why does she affect me like this? It makes little sense.

  I am a fucking playboy; I don’t care about girls. A relationship is out of the question. I can’t go down that road again. If she knew what I wanted, needed, she wouldn’t be so willing. Her flirty smile, those tight panties. That fucking tank top that hugged her tits was driving me insane. My mind is swirling with thoughts of her. The need to have her, mark her, is driving me crazy. When she walked into the kitchen, she knocked me breathless. She is beautiful, but so fucking innocent. She would be perfect to train.

  The idea for a run is perfect, to see how she handles me. I would love to get her sweaty. Since I first saw her at the coffee shop, I thought about running with her, then making her even more sweaty when we got home. Yes, darling, I can’t wait to get you sweaty.

  I realize I shared more about myself than I meant to. She doesn’t need to know who I am; it’s not like we’re dating. For some inexplicable reason I want her to know who I am. This is such a bad idea. I will walk away from this, with my heart where it is, locked away.

  My new hobby, teasing her, is something I want to do all day. When those cheeks turn pink it makes me want to grab her and kiss her. Bend her over and spank her ass until she’s begging me to let her come. That tight white tank top she’s wearing is so flimsy, I could shred it from her body and feast on her beautiful tits. God knows, I am dying to suck those nipples into my mouth and tug on them with my teeth. Lucien, you need to go to work! I need to reign myself in, I don’t know if she woul
d say yes to being with me.

  My cock is rock hard again. I need to find some release or I will never get through the day. With a quick glance at the time, I realize there’s still another twenty minutes. Perfect. I free myself from my jeans and fist it with the image of her soft hands gripping me spurs me on. When I picture her beautiful pink lips swallowing my dick, I come all over my stomach. Fuck this. I will fuck it up, like I always do.

  Once I clean up the mess, I tug my briefs and jeans back up. She’s too pure, too innocent. My soul and heart are too dark for her. I need to get hold of myself because there’s no way I can be what she needs. As I make my way out of the bedroom I shut my door. With a deep breath, I steady myself for the day, because I will need the strength to get through this.

  Chapter 4

  Lucien

  I stop at her bedroom door and smile; she looks ravishing. She’s slipping on her sandals, my eyes drink her in, and I lick my lips. We walk to the kitchen and I open the door. Noticing her expression when she sees the Jeep. “I decided to drive today, Robert will pick us up later for dinner.” I open the door for her and let her slip in. Her tanned legs look so good. I needed to get her in my bed so bad. I needed to fuck her senseless so I can go on with my life. What is it about her? Why is she different to the other girls? I keep convincing myself once I have had her pussy I will be fine. That’s all. Tonight, I plan on taking her, feeling her tighten around my cock, and making her come hard. Shit, I need to work and doing it with a hard on will not be good.

  “Nice jeep, it definitely makes me feel like I am on an island.” She smiles across at me as I slip into the driver’s seat. Her hungry gaze burns into me and I can’t help smiling.

  “Yea, I always hire it when I am out here.” Once I have pulled out onto the road, I take the turn to the beach. The island is small and the roads are quiet. My glance shifts to her.

  “So, did you move to LA alone? I mean you have no… family there?” Might as well feign interest.

  “I am alone yes. I mean I moved alone. I don’t have family in LA.” Her voice is so low. Glancing at her, I notice her swipe a tear from her eye. Fuck! Did I upset her? God, I am such a fucking idiot!

  “I didn’t mean to…” I glance at her again. “… be an ass and ask about anything personal.” This is interesting. What happened to her? I need to know what made her move, but I can’t ask her. There is a story hiding behind those chocolate eyes and now I want to learn more about Ms. Winters. “I say stupid things occasionally, I apologize, Cassandra.” I decide the rest of the drive will be a quiet one.

  “It’s okay.” She gives me a small smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes and I realize I messed up. Once we hit the beach, I park the jeep. I jump out and round the car, to open her door. Women like men who are gentlemen, it will make it easier to get into those tight white panties of hers. They looked good; I bet I can get them all wet, just using my fingers. Fuck, I would love to stroke her sweet lips. My cock seems to be hard every fucking moment since I met her, actually, since I first saw her in the coffee shop. When we walk into the tent, she takes in her surroundings. Everything is so new to her. I am tempted to show her a lot more that will be new. Like tying her up in my play room and making her beg me to fuck her. Get yourself together man!

  “Come on Cassandra, I need to introduce you to our photographer. You will work with him a lot over the coming months. I would prefer to have you handle most of the shoots.” When I place my hand at the small of her back, she trembles. “Jayce, let me disturb you.” When his eyes land on Cassandra I can see his mind is already undressing her. That fucking bothers me too much. “This is our lovely Cassandra Winters; she’s new to the company. She will supervise the shoots in future.”

  “Well, I am glad Lucien isn’t keeping you to himself. It’s a pleasure gorgeous!” He charms her with his fucking pretty blue eyes. A blush spreads over her cheeks, she’s affected by him. This is not good Verán; get her the fuck away from him! Now!

  “Okay Jayce, can you at least try to be professional!” When Jayce’s gaze meets mine, I can see he’s setting his sights a little too high. I give him that ‘back-off’ glare and I hope I am making myself heard loud and clear.

  “Luke, chill, I was being friendly.” Jayce’s blue eyes fall on her again. “He can be a grouch, especially when he hasn’t got any in a while,” he laughs.

  “Okay, that’s enough!” I fix Jayce with a scowl. Turning to Cassie, I place a hand on her back. “Cassandra, I need you to give me some feedback on a thought I had.” Guiding her onto the beach and away from Jayce. When we were out of earshot, I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Just be wary of Jayce, he is overly affectionate.” I need to watch her with him; this is not a good sign if she’s so affected by him. Why the fuck do I care anyway? I want to get my cock wet. Once I am done, then he can try his luck, but she will never feel with anyone what I can make her feel.

  We’re not in a relationship, but I want to protect her. I need her to be safe. The overwhelming urge to hide her from the world takes over and all I can think of doing is locking her in my apartment. Against my better judgment I want her. For some inexplicable reason all I need is for her to be mine. I want to own her. Possess her and make her take me deep inside her tight little body. She’s so independent, she doesn’t need me looking out for her and I know that, but it’s in my nature. As I stand here glancing at her I decide that I want her. Enough fighting this urge, she will be mine, no one else deserves her.

  We walk onto the beach and in the sunlight her hair shines with gold streaks in the chestnut brown. It’s like she’s glowing. “Lucien, I can handle myself, I do not need a bodyguard,” she smiles, “but thank you for the concern.” Her words feel like a blade to my heart.

  “I am just,” I hesitate. I need to stop acting like a pussy in front of her. Fuck man, get a grip of your balls and dominate her. “I mean, I… Never mind.” With a shrug I turn to look ahead of us. “I was considering a few doing shots over there. This here...” I point to the abandoned log. “... would make an excellent shot.” When my gaze lands on her, the smile she rewards me with is incredible and that knife in my heart disappears.

  “Yes, that’s an excellent idea. I think if you had a pose like, um…” Her words trail off as she struggles to describe what she means. This is it, I want her to present herself to me. In so many fucking ways. Most of them naked. Do you like taking orders, darling? Show me.

  “Show me?” I stare at her, giving her a dark intense gaze, similar to one I would give her in the play room. “Come on! I need to have a visual, picturing it doesn’t help.” A wink and those cheeks pink instantly. She smiles and obeys me. Perfect little sub. To have her hands pinned behind her, those beautiful tits pressing against my chest. I want to feast on her. There is a list of orders I want to give her, to make her obey me and if she doesn’t, my hand will mark her perfect ass. Seeing her posing in that little tank top makes me want to ram my cock between her perfect tits. I grab my phone and take snaps of her. The giggle that escapes her mouth has my cock throbbing inside my jeans.

  “Hold on! That’s it!” Clutching my phone, I point the lens at her and take a snap.

  “What are you doing!?” She giggles again, but I don’t stop.

  “Just getting a visual,” I chuckle and snap a second shot. All the tension about Jayce is forgotten and instantly we are both giggling.

  “That’s enough! I am a journalist, not a model!” She straightens and I step forward as she steps over the log, I notice her lose her footing and I reach out. My arms around her and she’s clutching my biceps. Her small hands send sparks down my spine. She’s in my arms. God, she smells good. Her heart is thrumming against her throat and I want to trace my tongue along the gentle curve of her ear.

  “I got you…” Our eyes are locked and the desire in hers is evident. The tension between us makes me ache. Everything else falls away at that moment. Only us. Her body, her scent, her warm breath, everything has me intoxicated
and turned on. My body welcomes her in ways I can’t explain. The hammering of my heart is so loud, I wonder if she can hear it.

  “I…” When she steps back, her absence leaves me cold. This can’t be happening; I can’t do this. I am no fucking good for her. Maybe she’s better off with Jayce. He’s a good guy, but the thought of any other man’s hands on her rips into me. “I’m okay, thanks.” She smiles. The tension is so thick in the sweltering temperature, the heat from her and the sun is too much. “We should…” She points to the tent behind us, “… get water, hydrate… You know?” She’s rambling. I have no idea how to deal with the attraction I have for her.

  “Yea, we should um… head back,” I turn, and we walk in silence. It was so clear there was something between us, but pushing it away might be more difficult than giving in. Her phone beeps, she laughs out loud and I turn to see the stunning way her face lights up. I wonder if it’s a boyfriend, but she said she had no one. “What’s up?”

  “Nothing, my friend, she’s just joking around.” I hope to God it’s a female. This bothers me more than it should, but I can’t help it anymore.

  Cassandra

  We wrap up with our day as the sun was sinking on the horizon when a stunning blonde strolls up to the tents. “Luke darling!” She pulls him into a passionate hug and the bite of jealousy hits me hard. I have no right to be, but I am. He’s not mine, although I wish he was.