Beautifully Broken (The Beautiful series Book 1)

by Tara Lee

  “I want it to be you Ethan.”

  He closes his eyes at my words. His fingers pop the button and zipper and inch under my shorts and through my panties. His fingers are so close, I was sure he’d tell me to get the hell out, not have his fingers so close to me. I practically feel the wetness that comes from me.

  He growls again when a finger enters me. I let out a gasp. My back lifts off the bed, and he kisses the side of my head starting to move.

  In.

  Out.

  My head goes back, and my eyes close. He pushes deeper.

  Geez, that’s a weird feeling.

  He pulls it out as gently as he can. He covers my lips in a heated kiss as his finger goes back inside me. My eyes flutter open and closed.

  He sinks his finger into my pussy, and I moan

  “Oh God, Ethan, don’t stop, please.” The feeling is more pleasure than pain.

  “Nothing, absolutely nothing could make me stop this, baby bird.” He hisses, but his lips find mine again.

  I relax against him. My body moves against his hand, taking over as he finger-fucks me. I whimper. He leans over me and smirks while his eyes fill with lust. His other hand trails up my stomach, soft touches over my sensitive skin, and his kisses leave a sensation I can’t describe.

  My back arches off the bed again as Ethan adds another finger. I bite my lip to contain the moan that wants to escape.

  “Let me hear you, baby bird.” His voice is deep and gravelly.

  I lose my voice. Sensation takes over, and my body shakes uncontrollably.

  “That’s it, Luna.” He groans and takes my earlobe between his lips and sucks.

  I explode around his fingers, an orgasm taking over my body like a tidal wave.

  He rides it out with me until I catch my breath.

  He smiles down at me

  “Quite proud of yourself aren’t you?” I tease him.

  He chuckles.

  “Luna, anything with you would make me proud.”

  He lies over me for what seems like ages before he speaks again.

  “You want to see it?”

  I know he’s talking about his cock. I eagerly nod. He reaches down and tugs his trousers and boxers out of the way. I gasp and take him in. The thickness and length is new to me, but even I know he’s packing. This may be the first penis I’ve seen, but as far as they go, it’s a nice one.

  “Can I touch it?” I ask.

  He chuckles and his penis moves around.

  “Sure, just be careful. He might bite.” He winks.

  “Luna, I'm not so sure about this?” My voice is filled with concern.

  Luna has been different lately. It's as if she’s flipped a switch. I, on the other hand, am delighted, don’t get me wrong, but confused as hell as well. When she came to me the other week and practically begged me to teach her about sex... At first, I thought it was a joke, but the seriousness in her voice told me otherwise. I knew we had chemistry. It was like fireworks between us. But there is no coming back from this. Once I have a taste, I know I’ll never be able to go back. I’m already at half-mast, and she hasn’t even shown me her pussy yet. I got a glimpse when I had my fingers inside her, but that was barely a glimpse. Fuck, it was... God, I don’t even know what it was. She was so fucking tight, so beautiful.

  Focus, dipshit. I’m staring at Luna with naked desire. Something I’ve been doing since we shared that moment in my room. I scratch at my jaw, the stubble apparent at my lack of shaving. I’m totally going to hell for this. Fuck. She’s so brave in this moment, so fucking brave. She’s willing to give herself to me. I tilt my whole body toward her and cup one of her cheeks, caress her face with my thumb and her eyes twinkle like a thousand fucking stars in the sky. God. I don’t deserve to be the one to take this gift from her.

  “Please, Ethan I want you to.”

  Her voice breaks a little, and fuck, I’m a goner. I sigh, running my fingers through my hair. Luna traces over the tattoo on my right arm I got a few weeks ago. Her touch feels good but forbidden. So god-damn forbidden. Because it is.

  I clench my teeth as she reaches up toward me. Her finger traces over my chin, gently going over my stubble. I know Luna likes it so I keep it for her. I close my eyes at her touch, moving my hands down her body, cupping her ass cheek with my left hand while stopping with my right at her waist. Damn she feels so soft.

  I shouldn’t have touched her pussy because it’s fucking magic—, one feel, and I was sunk. She’d explored my cock and practically played with it like she was searching for long-lost treasure. As soon as she exited back to her room, I rubbed one out like I hadn’t ever done it before and had discovered my cock for the first time. My cock dripped with semen after I came to the vision of Luna’s face in ecstasy. Fuck, half-mast, now I’m completely fucking hard.

  “Kiss me, Ethan, please.” She practically hums my name, and my dick jolts in my jeans. I re-adjust myself before he breaks free like a lion at the zoo.

  “Fuck.” I hiss and crash my lips to hers in the heat of the moment. Our tongues tangle in a desperate race.

  I softly bite her bottom lip and a small moan slips from her. I hiss again breaking free.

  “Fuck, baby bird,you’re killing me.” I say the name I gifted her when we were kids.

  Luna pulls her bottom lip between her teeth where I took a bite. My eyes fill with heat the moment she does. She gasps when I lift her, taking her in my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I fucking love it. She belongs there. She belongs to me.

  I walk us to the bed, slowly laying her down, keeping my weight off her so as not to crush her.

  “Ethan?” Luna looks up at me with those baby blues, big and filled with lust, excitement, and concern. She runs her fingers through my hair.

  I close my eyes, loving her touch. “Yeah.” I almost groan. My cock is so fucking hard its about to burst through my jeans, as if it’s going to attack her.

  “Make love to me?” she pleads.

  Fucking hell.

  “Fuck, Luna.” I growl and open her legs farther, taking a look at that pretty pink pussy.

  Her knees fall to the bed and open a little more for me as I slide my hands over her thighs, which allows me to sit between them perfectly. My cock rubs against her, and I know she feels it by the way her back arches and the moan that slips out. I stare down at her, and my mouth waters. Her cheeks are flushed with arousal; her gorgeous pussy is wet— fuck do I want to bury my face in it. Her arms wrap around my neck, bringing me closer before I take a taste. I take the opportunity to kiss her exposed neck. My lips touch just slightly, but she moans, lifting her pussy toward me.

  I suck and lick every inch of her neck, desperate to taste every fucking inch of her perfection.

  “E-Ethan.” Her voice is a whisper. “Please.”

  I cup one side of her face, looking down at the girl who stole my heart. No one owns my heart, because the moment I laid eyes on her, she fucking owned me. She stole it.

  “Say it again?’ I ask between clenched teeth. Okay, the caveman in me is barreling out, vuying for top spot.

  “Make love to me, Ethan.” Her eyes never leave mine as she says every last word. Her breath is desperate with every word.

  “Fuck.” I hiss again.

  My lips crash on hers, sucking the air from both our lungs. We gasp for air, but I don't stop, I keep going, kissing her until I can't get enough. Sleekly move my hands down, and my fingers touch her damp panties, and it takes everything in me not to shoot my load in my damn boxers. Fuck, what am I, thirteen again?

  I head down, eager to taste this sweet pussy. Luna’s hands stop me, her eyes filled with concern. I kiss her thigh and give her a soft smile.

  “I need you ready, baby, or this will be painful.”

  She nods but still seems unsure. I know this is her first time doing any of this, but fuck if I don't love being her first everything.

  She’s only wearing her panties and bra. She’d stripped before me, clearl
y telling me what she wanted. Who am I to say no to her? I should be saying no, that’s the problem.

  My fingers touch wetness, I pull her panties aside, and her pussy clenches as I slip a finger inside. Luna gasps at the contact.

  So fucking tight.

  Her eyes close, and I know its hurting her because she’s fucking tight, tighter than I've ever felt before. We’ve done this once, not enough for me to go balls deep in her just yet.

  “Okay, baby?” I ask.

  She nods, biting her lip, squeezing her eyes shut, I slip another finger inside, pumping slowly, getting her used to the feeling.

  Once I’ve added three fingers, her legs clench together. I go to stop, pulling my fingers out, but she grabs my hand, stopping me. Her words nearly kill me

  “No keep going, Ethan. It hurts, but I want it to be you.”

  Fucking hell ,what does a man say to that? How the fuck can I say no to her pleading with me?

  She lifts her bottom in the air for me, and I slide down her panties. I pull down her bra cups, releasing her perky tits to the cool air. Her nipples stand to attention, and I can’t help but have a taste. I lick over each nipple, slowly looking up at her. Her eyes roll back. She pants, and I know she’s close. I capture a nipple into my mouth again and give it a long tug. Luna’s hips bucked wildly, and she whimpers. She’s so responsive, I can't help but watch as she moves under me. I tunnel my hands into her hair, my fingers tangle in the mess of waves.

  I bite down hard on the nipple still in my mouth, and Luna gasps at the impact

  “Oh my.” She quivers.

  I smirk— so this is her spot. Fuck yes, a girl who loves a little nipple biting. Dream girl all right. Luna was fucking made for me. This time, I lightly bite both breasts and continue to work on her with my fingers. I part her lips, my fingers sliding out and work the wetness that coats her pussy over my them. I work them over her pulsing clit and, watch, breathless, as I move them faster, rubbing over her exposed bud. Luna’s hips rock, and she lets out a throaty cry. A few more seconds, and she starts to unravel. Her body shakes, and her legs can’t keep still. She explodes, and my name falls from her lips in a breathy sound that has me a little shaken. I can’t wait any longer, I pull my cock out, fisting it, sliding it up and down through her wetness.

  “You’re so damn beautiful, Luna. So beautiful.” I lean down, kissing her lips again.

  Her hands cup my face. My eyes never leave hers, and as I slowly enter her. She gasps softly— I stretch her out, she's so tight, and I'm trying not to come like it’s my first time, too. Once she’s fully stretched with my cock inside her, I give her a few moments to get used to my size.

  “You feel okay?” I ask her.

  “God, yes.” She pants.

  I smirk at her boldness and I lean my forehead against hers. My breathing accelerates .

  I start to move, but Luna winces.

  “I can stop.?” I do as I say it.

  “No, no, please don't stop, Ethan.”

  “I'm hurting you?” I plead with her. Fuck, I'm too big for her, she’s to fucking tight.

  “I can take it.” She touches my cheek ,smiling up at me.

  I nod but I’m still not sure if I should continue.

  She moves her hips, giving me the okay, so I do, softly. My hips move on their own, faster, harder than she should take, but it feels too good to stop. Luna keeps me close, and we both pant. She clenches then whimpers, her orgasm ripping through her. She clings to me, screaming my name.I finish with her, coating her walls. It’s then I realize I was so in the moment I forgot a condom. Fuck.

  “Shit, Luna that was fucking incredible, baby, so fucking good I forgot a condom.” I stare down at her.

  She giggles and sits up, and my cock slides out. She winces again. I grab her cheek.

  “ I'm clean, I swear I would never endanger you like that.”

  She smiles up at me. God, she’s perfect. She has a soft blush to her cheeks that says she’s been thoroughly fucked.

  “I’m on the pill, Ethan. I trust you.” She kisses my lips.

  Wait, she’s on the pill? She’s fifteen. I’m lost in thought on why she is on the pill. When she gets up, I assume to clean up, I'm left there while she goes to shower, so I clean up and slip out to my room. I can’t be caught in her room; Jaxon would kill me. Her dad is one very protective father, and I don't think he’d take too nicely to me taking his fifteen-year-old daughters virginity. I mean, the guy has no idea what we do behind closed doors or how much time I've spent with his daughter, and to keep alive, I'd like to leave it that way, at least until Luna is eighteen. I tried to keep away until she was eighteen, but she’s so damn sweet and innocent, she makes me do stupid shit.

  Back in my room, I light up the joint I have hidden under my bed. I know Jaxon often comes in and tries to find my stash. I've gotten better at hiding it. There were days I'd lose my shit then I'd find it burnt in the fire. He’d always wait until I got home to make sure I could smell it. I’ll be moving out soon. This is my last week here with Luna. I'm aged out now, and my life is now in my hands. Lacey isn't too keen on me moving out, but Jaxon is practically pushing me out. I’ve never referred to them as Mom and Dad, it was too weird, so they stayed as Jaxon and Lacey, even though Lacey was quite keen for me to call her Mom, but since my feelings for their daughter runs deeper than just a brotherly bond, it felt too weird to call them my parents, because I've never seen Luna as my sister, even though everyone outside of us knows me as her brother.

  I finish my joint in plenty of time so Jaxon doesn't catch me. I finish packing my shit into boxes. I know Luna isn’t looking forward to us not being under the same roof anymore, but I found an apartment in town not too far, and she’s welcome anytime she wants to come over. Fuck, she can spend the night for all I care. The more time I have her to myself the better.

  Two Years Later

  “You can’t do this to me, Luna. Fuck you’re all I am, I’m nothing without you. Please, baby bird, don’t do this?” My emotions get the better of me. I can’t do this, I can’t lose her.

  “Enough is enough, I can’t stand around and wait for you to kill yourself.”

  The pain in her voice shreds me, literally.

  “You think I’d do that? Leave you like that?”

  “You almost did, Ethan,” she screams, tears running down her cheeks.

  I know she’s referring to my near overdose. It had been a bad day. It was Brantley’s birthday, and as the day went on, it just got fucking harder.

  “You need help,” she whisper-yells at me.

  Not this again.

  “I don't need fucking help, Luna, I'm fine, okay? It’s nothing I can’t kick.”

  “You’re not fine.” She comes up to me and grabs my shirt. Her fists pound at my chest, sobs racking her body.

  I grab her wrists holding her close to me.

  “I love you, Luna. Please just stay.” My voice breaks.

  “I can’t.” She sobs, and her bottom lip trembles,shattering my heart.

  “I can try harder, baby bird, just don't give up on me. You said you never would, you promised.” I hold her against me.

  She pulls away.

  “You promised me I was the most important thing in your life. That's a bunch of lies, Ethan.”

  “You are, Luna, I promise.” I run my hand down my face, panic creeping in. She’s going to leave. For good this time.

  “It's hard to know with you, Ethan. Your drugs are more important, they always have been since I’ve known you. I knew you had a dark side, a side I never wanted to acknowledge but knew was under that thick layer of protectiveness you always had. Ever since your brother.”

  “Don’t do that, Luna. Don’t you dare mention his name,” I snarl.

  “Ethan, please, this is for the best. You’re never going to change, and don’t say you will.” She holds her hand up, stopping me.

  My unshed tears break over my cheeks. I know she’s telling me goodbye, for real thi
s time. She’s threatened it before, but this time, I know she really means it.

  “You always say it, always promise me that you’ll change, that you’ll stop chasing that high, but you never do. Chasing that high is more important than anything in your life. Including me. I can’t watch you slowly slip away, not anymore. I’m done.”

  She goes to walk away, but I grab her hand, pulling her back to me. She slams into my chest, hard. Her breaths are heavy, and tears flow down her cheeks as I cup one. She pulls back, yanking her arm from mine.

  Fuck. I run my fingers through my hair. It's greasy from not washing it for a few days. I'll admit the drugs have always won. I’ve tried, I really have tried to kick them, but no matter what, the urge is always stronger than my will power.

  Luna goes to walk away again, but I grab her arm, stopping her from leaving me. Not yet.

  I want to yell.

  “Please, just stay, don’t leave me, not like this, baby bird.” I desperately plea.

  “You have broken my heart for the last time, Ethan. It will never heal. I gave you my heart, and you squashed it in the palms of your hands like it was nothing,” she whispers.

  I frown. I never meant for this to happen. I never meant to be the loser I am, but it’s so fucking hard. Life is so fucking hard!

  Luna sighs, coming toward me. She can't do this. She's my girl. She’s always been my girl. She wraps her arms around me, squeezing my neck so tight, like she doesn’t want to actually let go, kissing my cheek.

  “I really want to believe you, Ethan, but I just can't. I'm so sorry.” She gives me one last look before she walks out the door, tears cascading down her cheeks, and she walks out of my life, for good this time.

  Taking my soul with her.

  I can’t stop the tears as they fall down my cheeks. Sobs rack my body, and I am utterly destroyed.

  “I c-can’t do t-this.” My voice breaks free with another sob.

  I hold my stomach as I let everything out. Sobs rack my body.Tears run down my face. I want to scream out loud and let it all out, let the pain out. I know Ethan is carrying a lot of pain and a lot of scars, but I need him to see what I see. He was meant for me, but I know if I don’t make him see how serious I am, nothing will change. He will continue to put me second. He’s everything I need. He's the only man who will make my heart beat faster and slower at the same time, but right now, my heart hurts. It just hurts, and I know in time Ethan will finally see we’re meant for each other, but for him to be able to be with me, he needs to fix himself first.