Broken Lies (Broken Series) (5 page)

“And?” he whispered.

She closed her eyes, focusing past the wet sounds his hand created while he stroked his cock. “…and…” God and
what?

“I want you to watch me. Sofia.”

She kept her eyes closed. “Is that what she did?” Dammit her voice was pitifully hoarse.

“Never.”

“How can you do this…with her in the house?”

He gave a low hiss before whispering, “Because of you. Sofia.” He sounded closer. Close enough to feel his ragged breaths. “Because with you…I’m free of my past. Even though it’s sitting in my living room, there’s only you.” Sofia shuddered when his fingers stroked along her arm. “You’re in my mind, my body…” he stroked her cheek. “…you’re in my heart.”

Damn him! She dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth, sucking hungrily. Damn him for being so perfect. So. Blessed. Perfect. Mmmm and God he tasted amazing. She raked her nails over his abs, relishing in his gasps, in the urgent grip of his fingers as they latched into her hair. Relished in the way he pressed his cock deep into her mouth and hit the back of her throat.

She moaned all over him, holding his hips, working his length in and out of her mouth, paying attention to the sensitive head with each stroke, licking the thick rim until there was pain in her scalp where he pulled with a desperation. She stroked at his balls carefully, running her fingertips over them, reaching between his legs, leaning to lick and suck them gently into her mouth while circling the head of his cock with the palm of her hand. She looked up at him, staring into his hungry gaze. “You taste so good,” she moaned, licking along his shaft before making out with the head, her lips and tongue dancing on him with a delicate tenderness.

“Oh God, Sofia.” His voice croaked like he hurt.

“Go lay in the bed,” she told him, kissing her way up his body. He stood there, unmoving and she looked him in the eyes. The tormented heat in his gaze nearly made her come. He loved her commanding him. And she
loved
doing it. “In the center, knees up, legs open wide.”

He swallowed, seeming frozen to the spot. Like he waged some kind of war in his mind and body.

Sofia took his hand and pulled him to his destination. Looking over her shoulder when she got to the bed, she bit her lower lip at the picture before her. So unsure and…timid. A near fragile countenance, the persona of almost…a young boy.

Sofia’s heart suddenly throbbed in her chest at the idea that he was scared of what he was feeling, what was happening. She closed the distance between them and began kissing his chest, stroking
the corded muscles in his neck, roaming her fingers through his hair. “Shhhh.” She looked up at him then placed delicate kisses at the edge of his mouth. “You’re safe with me.”

His lips slowly softened under hers as he relaxed. “Lay in the bed for me baby,” she whispered against his lips.

He climbed in the bed and laid on his back, staring at her. She followed, kneeling next to him, unbuttoning her blouse. “You want to see me?” she asked.

His gaze was already riveted to her hands. “Yes,” he rasped, his cock jerking.

Sofia eyed his beautiful shaft while slipping out of her top. Sitting in only her lace black bra, she took in his spectacular body. She finally met his gaze. It was locked on her face, waiting. “Touch your cock for me Daniel.”

He did as she said and she watched, her stomach clenching with the need to have him deep inside her.

“Use both hands.” She stood and removed her skirt, keeping the black lace panties on. Once on the bed, she knelt between his semi-parted legs, her hungry gaze on his cock and everything else between his muscular thighs. He was beautiful. “Rub here for me.”

Sofia
ran a finger over his balls then lifted his legs, bending them at the knees before slowly pushing them open. With his knees nearly touched the bed on either side, he let out a groan, the position apparently extremely arousing to him. Sofia raked her nails along the inside of his thighs then very lightly over his balls. “You look so sexy like this Daniel.”

He gasped, stroking his cock, his head going back with a
sound of guttural ecstasy. Sofia slipped out of her bra, getting up on her knees between his legs. His breaths were filled with constant moans and grunts now and his stomach muscles contracted from the building pleasure. “You make me so hot and wet when you feel good, I love the way you sound.” She danced her finger over the slit of his cock and he gasped, watching. “And the way you look. God, yes, pump your hips.” He did and she cupped his ass cheeks when he lifted it off the bed, her fingers eagerly digging into the muscle. She sat on the bed between his legs so that she had a close up view of the action. Close enough to taste if she wanted. She made sultry sounds, cooing him on. “Do it Daniel.” She stroked along his shaft around his own hands. “Make your pretty cock hot and hard for me. I want to see you come like this.”

His head went back again with a
harder groan, thrashing, stomach muscles rolling with more pleasure spasms. Sofia had never experienced anything so arousing. She stroked along his inner thighs, getting hungrier to see him feel good. She pressed them open wide, forcing them to the bed and Daniel bucked and arched his back. God!

Sofia began playing with her pussy, moaning with him. He gasped, watching her now, his eyes heavy with desire. “Sofia,” he gasped, his hand stroking faster along his length.

“Oh baby,” she moaned, watching him while rubbing her clit faster. “You look so hot jacking off. God it makes me crazy.”

His body suddenly locked up in orgasm and he stifled a roar, his sexy frame bowing under the intensity. Sofia kept his legs wide open, making him take it that way, nearly beside herself with excitement. “Yes yes make it feel good.” She lowered and kissed the head, licking at the last of the liquid desire on the tip, her other hand caressing his tight balls tenderly. When he’d groaned his last, she kissed her way up his body and nestled herself along his side, as close as she could get, lips on his heaving chest. “You were amazing,” she whispered, embracing him tight.

He turned on his side and wrapped her in his limbs. “I love you Sofia.”

Chapter Six

Daniel
woke up at exactly two in the morning and lay awake, thinking. Thinking about his brother and his devious scheming. Before long, his body was rigid in fury.
That prick. How dare he bring that woman to my house. Didn’t know my ass. And he had Sofia eating out of the palm of his hands with his pity bullshit.

What
the talented and handsome Mr. Sethy needed was something to do. Away from them. But what? What, what, fucking what.

What about their honeymoon? Maybe Seth could…go to Florida and take some time to plan the perfect nirvana for them. A lot of time. Hell, getting rid of him
for a week would be nirvana. He could think of something for Seth to do after. Keep him occupied till the wedding then he was history. Daniel would find him a place, a job, and a life. Amen.

And
the Florida thing would look oh so legitimate, and Sofia would love him for thinking of it and trying hard to involve his brother. Well, after he convinced her he was doing it for the right reason. That shouldn’t be a problem.

****

“Dara’s flying in
early!”
Sofia squealed putting down her cellphone and flying out of the bed.

“Wait…” Daniel
kicked off the covers and sat up, rubbing his eyes. “How early?”

He watched Sofia
dance into the closet. “Today!”

“What? That’s a whole…” Daniel paused
remembering Dara was his original plan of distraction for Seth. This was perfect. Would seem even less conspicuous if Seth and Dara left to “help” plot out their honeymoon. “Wow. Great.”

“Oh my God, I’m so ex
cited!
Hurry, we have to pick her up in two hours!
”
Sofia flew into the bathroom flashing Daniel her naked ass before she shut the door.

Mmm. Breakfast.

He threw off the covers and went into the bathroom. “What time?” he asked, staring at his soon to be wife through the glass, having a hard time keeping his morning relief inside the toilet.

“Two hours, oh my God, I can’t believe I’m finally going to meet her in real life!”

Daniel didn’t hear a word as his gaze communicated things like suck, lick, bite, finger, touch, kiss, moan,
scream his name
.

She peeked over her shoulder as though hearing the
delicious conversation playing through his mind. He gave her a half grin and opened the shower door. Her hair away from her face showed off those tiny features, making her look extremely innocent. Except for the look in her eyes and the sexy smile on her lips, she was an angel. His angel.

The second he shut the shower door, she launched on him and wrapped her legs around his waist. He gasped, catching her. “God damn,” he breathed in her mouth as she kissed him with a dizzying passion. She held his neck tight with both her hands while making hungry noises. Daniel groaned back, helping work her sex against his abs.

“God
fuck me
,” she cried, sounding like she’d die if he didn’t.

He p
laced her back against the shower and positioned his cock at her entrance. Holding her waist tight, he only allowed the head to enter her exquisite silk. He dropped his head back and growled at how fucking good it was. Slow. He wanted slow if it killed them both.

She squirmed in his hands, trying to work her way down
. He shook his head, gasping for oxygen in the steamy space. “Wait,” he barely managed to communicate.

“Please, fu—”

Daniel stifled her tormented beg with a kiss, stroking the recesses of her mouth. He slid his cock in more and she gasped, letting her head fall back. Daniel devoured her neck, loving the feel of her wet skin on his tongue and lips.

God she wanted it so bad. She squirmed in his hands and clawed at his shoulders trying to force her
self all the way on to his aching cock. Her moans were getting desperate, ready to fight for what she had to have. And that drove Daniel to want her to.

“God give it Daniel, please.”

Using all his strength to keep his threadbare control, he didn’t answer, he only dug his fingers more into her waist, holding her still. He finally managed to give the instructions he needed her to hear. “Play with yourself.” He even managed his favorite word in all the world. “Sofia.”

“Oh God, you’re killing me,” she gasped, doing as he said.

The second she buried her fingers between her pussy lips, he lost it and jerked her onto his cock entirely. She screamed and Daniel swore, realizing she’d been teased too long. So had he. He sprinted with her to the finish line, flicking his hips in rigorous abandon, his groans increasing with every thrust, molten pulse racing toward that point of release in his body. Sofia made it all perfect as she screamed his name. Daniel wrapped her in his arms for the final thrusts, sealing her body to his until she was all he thought, felt, and knew.

A
s she squirmed her final spasms while pressed tight to his body, he wondered what more on earth was there to need or want, but her?

****

Everything was on schedule. Daniel was the perfect big brother inviting the talented and handsome Seth with them to retrieve the Romanian package named Dara. Pronounced like Dahhruh, Sofia instructed enough times to know the woman didn’t appreciate you getting it wrong. He hoped she wasn’t too high maintenance. Then again, she
was
Seth’s problem.

“So why do I have to babysit this woman?” Seth asked from the back seat.

Sofia gasped. “Babysit, no, who said you had to
babysit
her?”

Daniel braced for his answer.

“Oh, nobody, I just…assumed.”

Daniel released a breath
, glad he didn’t mention their little Dara talk just before leaving.

“She’s a grown woman,” Sofia said, “and trust me, she
does not
need anybody, much less a babysitter.” Sofia turned in her seat. “Did you not see her picture? She’s beautiful, don’t you think you might…you know?”

Seth muttered,
“Well there’s Rene.”

Sofia jerked
forward in her seat but Daniel caught the tail end of an eye roll, and grinned. Sofia dug through her purse and presented Dara’s picture. “She is ten times prettier than Rene
and
nicer.”

“Rene’s nice,” Seth said, trying to argue but doing a poor job.

Sofia showed Daniel the picture again as though that would spread her beauty’s influence. He nodded. “Yes, much prettier by far. If I weren’t with Sofia—”

Sofia punched Daniel’s arm. “That’s quite enough Romeo.” She
put the picture back in her purse and turned to Seth again. “But Dara will need a friend?”

“Aren’t you and her…”
Seth mumbled.

“Yes, but I mean…when me and Daniel need some alone time?”

“You’ll need a babysitter,” Seth said, not happy.