Page 19 of Broken
“Sorry, water went down the wrong way,” he sputters while pointing at the glass of water he just placed on the table. He looks to have an amused smile on his face, but it's being masked by the crimson shade he turned from choking. After I have checked he is fine and breathing normally again, I turn my attention back to my father.
“You will not marry this girl. It does not matter that she meets the standards of a girl who can be trained into our society. That exception has always been for lower class people. I am the boss and I would never degrade myself by dating below my station. As my son, I expect you to do the same.” He is standing tall now, trying not to sound like the hypocritical dick that he is. He would fuck a whore off the street if she had a wet pussy and he was nearby. He has no loyalty to his wife or any of his previous wives. I’m not even sure he has ever been in love, so this whole ‘stick to your people’ rule is bullshit. He makes the rules up to suit him, but not this time.
“I’m sorry if this offends you, Father, but I have already asked Ava, she is wearing my ring, and I will not be taking it back. You cannot change my mind. Love is a powerful thing.” I smile at the last part, letting him know the real reason I am doing this. If he is clever, he will be able to work it out, since I have only ever truly loved one person, but that would require him knowing something about his only son.
“You are right, love is a powerful thing. So, on just this one occasion, Grant, I am willing to bend the normal rules. I will let you marry your Russian whore, but not Ava. I know where your heart truly lies.” Fuck, I so had not seen this coming. The wanker really does have great timing, given that my ‘thing’ with Katyia blew up for good last night and I don’t see it ever getting fixed when this mess is all over. Every time my memory flashes back to last night, I can feel the knot in my stomach and a sadness I have never felt before envelopes me. Coming from a loveless home, being raised surrounded by violence and subject to emotional and physical abuse my entire life has helped me build up walls of protection to make sure I am as strong as can be and that nobody can hurt us. Katyia burrowed under those walls and made me feel a sadness that, despite my pathetic life, I had never felt. I try to block out the memories, but they keep flooding in.
As I arriveat the apartment I bought for Katyia, I begin to feel the butterflies I feel in my stomach every time I come to visit her. From the very moment I saw her face, stood up on the stage for everyone to gawk at, looking like the saddest angel I have ever seen, I felt an immediate connection with her. Something that had never happened before and has never happened again since. It was her pain I connected to. Looking at her, I could see she had been through more than any young girl ever should. Her gaze was full of despair and that was what my soul recognised. Like for like, we have both experienced pain.
Rescuing her from being sold to my father's disgusting acquaintance was one of the riskiest things I have ever done. I still have the scars on my back from where the buckle of his belt caught into the skin when he whipped me mercilessly until I was a bleeding heep on the floor. Ryder called the doctor and helped to get me healed the best that he could. He helped me get Katyia set up with her own apartment and got her checked over to make sure she was well. It took time for her to trust me. We started as friends just talking, or me helping her go back to school, generally just trying to help her make the most of her life here. I never wanted her to feel like I own her. So we took things slow and things developed naturally. Without sounding like a pussy from some romance book, the night she gave me her virginity was magical. I never knew I could enjoy slow, sensual sex so much. Normally, I like it rough and dirty, but I didn’t want that for Katyia’s first time. But since that day, she is all I think about. I only have to hear her name and my dick is hard.
The night Katyia sent a car to collect me, summoning me to see her, was unexpected. I was in the middle of putting my plan with Ava together and I had no intention of backing out. I enjoy being with Katyia and the sex is fucking amazing, but we both know that is all it will ever be. As far as the world is concerned, she is the whore I bought. I hate the fact people see her that way, she is worth so much more. We have been fooling around for over a year and she is amazing. We have fun together, talking, just generally coexisting together and those actions are what makes me feel comfortable. I have been surrounded by people my whole life in one form or another. Nannies, servants, bodyguards, work associates, family, the list goes on, but never have I felt comfortable in their company. I have always felt as though I am being watched or judged in some way. That they are reporting back to my father, but with Katyia, I know that isn't true. She hates the dick as much as I do. It’s her presence, just being near her soothes me. That's why I still get butterflies everytime I come to visit and why there is always a smile on my face around her. Sadly, I know this visit will be different. Today, I have to tell her that I’m getting married.
Opening the door to Katyia wearing this tiny black lace teddy with matching thong and suspenders, literally floors me. Katyia is five foot seven and with her heels on, she almost reaches my height, which is exactly the way she likes it. The stilettos she is wearing seem to make her legs look like they go on for days and her arse is curved like a beautiful peach I just can't wait to take a bite out of. She doesn’t even have time to greet me before I grab her around the neck and push her back into the room, kicking the door shut with my foot. Before she even knows what is happening, I've spun us around and slammed her back up against the door whilst still holding onto her neck. I’m not clamped on hard enough to cut off air completely or leave a bruise, but it is enough to let her know who is in charge. My dick responds appropriately by straining to get out of my trousers.
“Oh, my naughty little angel. I have been thinking about you the whole car ride over here, but you know you’re not allowed to answer the door looking this sexy. This is for my eyes only and you know it.” I pepper little kisses across her neck and around my hand, in between talking. I look at her and the fire shining in her bright eyes kicks me over the edge. We may have made love slow and sensually for her first time, but since then, I have taught her all about sex and Katyia has a wild side that rivals my own. I lean in to capture her glossy plump lips with my own and as soon as we touch, she nips at my lip, almost drawing blood. The groan that rumbles through my body is powerful and I can tell it ignites the fire in Katyia further. She places her hand on my elbow, gently telling me to bend the arm that is against her neck. She wants to close the distance between us and I am more than happy to do that, but I show her who's boss first by giving her neck a little squeeze and she gasps for breath in the most beautiful way.
As soon as I release my grip and let go of her neck, Katia begins to pant, but not just because she is gasping for air. She cannot get enough of that roughness, and she launches her sexy little body into my waiting arms. Our bodies crash together and our lips are not far behind. She licks my lip that she bit earlier, asking for entry and when I ignore her request, but match it with a lick to her lips to show that I want entry to her mouth instead, she groans. Katyia loves trying to get control over me and I love taking it away from her because I know that is the part of the game that turns her on the most.
Instead of giving me access to her mouth, she releases my lips and begins kissing her way down my neck, sucking on the sensitive parts that make me growl with lust. As she does that, she straddles both her legs to either side of my knee and crashes her panty covered pussy against the leg of my trousers. The more she grinds and bounces on my leg, the more that beautiful friction between her legs and I know those panties will be soaking. Her lust becomes too much and she stops peppering my skin with kisses to just enjoy the sensation on her clit. Just seeing the glow on her face and the tiny little moans that escape her sexy mouth is enough to have my dick rock hard and bursting to get free. Seeing her so wantonly trying to gain her own pleasure against my leg drives me crazy and the animal inside me awakens to show her she doesn’t need to find her own pleasure because that job belongs to me.
Gently, I push Katyia off my leg just as I can see that high is getting her to the place she so desperately craves to be. I tut at her, telling her she knows better than to think I would let her cum when I wasn’t involved. I tell her to remain firmly against the wall whilst I quickly remove all of my clothing. I have no time for anything else, I have to have this woman right now. I catch her eye when I take my boxers off and it is the same look every time it happens. She looks shocked and scared because my dick is slightly larger than average. So when it was her first time, she was sure I wasn’t going to fit or was going to cause her pain. Naturally, that wasn’t the case and she soon learnt to take all of me in all her holes, like the good little angel she is. Despite the fact she can take all of me with ease now, she still looks at it with fascination and awe. It most definitely does a lot for a guy’s self esteem when I see her drooling, looking at my cock like it's the best thing she has ever seen. Then as she is staring, I see her lick her lips and then bite down on the corner of her lower lip. This is her way of encouraging me because she knows how much it turns me on to see her hot and ready.
A short flash enters my mind and I remember that this is possibly going to be the last night I have with Katyia and I feel a physical pain swelling in my chest. It's something I have never felt before and I have no intention of wasting time analysing weird feelings when I can be tasting the gorgeous woman standing in front of me, so I stalk towards Katyia with my cock leading the charge. As soon as I reach her, I capture her lips in a bruising kiss, but this time, I give her no choice but to allow me entry. My tongue pushes into her mouth and it becomes a battle as we both take what we can from the other person.
Katyia’s arms fly around my body, clawing at the skin on my back and gripping the hair on my head. She knows all of the little things that I love and that are guaranteed to make me moan more. Electricity flies around my body and all my nerve endings feel as though they are on fire. My cock feels like it is swollen to the point the head is painfully engorged and dripping with pre-cum. My hands take on a mind of their own and I have removed her bra in an instant. I use both hands to massage and tweak both nipples at the same time and it drives her mad. I have learnt where her breaking point is, that fine line between pleasure and pain. I always make sure to push her over it just a little because I know that the pain turns her on more than she admits. I release her lips that are now puffy, inflamed, and bruised looking from my assault on them and I know that mine will look the same. We are the perfect match for each other.
Now that my lips are free, I begin my assault with them on her nipples. Taking turns between them, I make sure the other one still gets attention from my hands. I start by gently licking around the nipple and grazing the tip of it with my teeth. I do this while I am gently squeezing on the opposite nipple before I start massaging it in circular motions. As my mouth begins to suck Katyia’s nipple harder into my mouth, she releases a guttural moan and arches her back, begging for more. I can feel my cock pushed against her stomach, desperate for more, but I'm not done teasing my little angel just yet.
In a flash, I spin Katyia around so her face and tits are pressed up against the door, but I make sure that her back is arched, her arse is stuck out and her legs are apart. This gives me the most perfect view of her pussy and I can see the patch of wetness on her thong. I take a second to look at the gorgeous view I have in front of me. A juicy pussy, plump arse, suspenders that make her legs look like they go on forever, and stilettos finish off the package. Standing in front of me is every guy's wet dream and I intend to make sure she knows that no matter what happens, she is mine.
I stalk towards my prize like a hunter would move towards their prey, and as I do, the animal in me takes over again. With a growl, I rip off the thong that is covering my prize and I crouch down to taste her. I lick from her clit all the way to her arsehole as forcefully as I can, desperate to taste every last drop.
“Oh fuck, baby. You are so wet,” I moan before diving back in to devour every piece of her. My tongue assaults her pussy and Katyia is unable to form any coherent replies. Her moans and gasps for breath fill the room and that just spurs me on. As I circle my tongue around her clit, she starts to whimper and pushes her arse back into my face, desperate for more.
“Do you like when my tongue touches your clit, angel?” I ask in between circles that drive her even more crazy every time. Her pussy is almost grinding on my face now and I am having to use my hands on her arse to stop her from taking too much control, but still she pushes back with a groan.
“More… please… please, babe. I’m so close… argh… yes… God… I need… fuck yes… oh my God… keep going.” Her words are panted out in between breaths and I can tell even without her telling me she is close to cumming. Her pussy is dripping wet and when I squeeze a finger into her tight pussy, I can feel her walls clamping down on me. She grinds down onto my face again.
WHACK. I spank her hard on her arse to remind her I’m in charge. She squeals on impact and as I rub the area gently to take away the bite of the sting, she begins to whimper. I see her snake her hand down the front of her body and she sneakily starts to play with her clit. I think about stopping her but the moans she is making are driving me crazy, so I decide to join her. I use my tongue to piston in and out of her pussy, but that is not enough for her. So I add two fingers into her tight wet hole. Her loud moan fills the room and she begs for more and for me to go faster. With each thrust of my fingers deep into her cunt, I make sure to curve them right at the end to make sure I hit that sweet spot that makes her go crazy.
She is panting hard now, babbling incoherently and her pussy walls are starting to tighten. I know it won’t be long, she just needs a little something to tip her over the edge. I see the fingers that were circling her clit are now pressing hard and grinding against it to create as much friction as she can. Her hips are now bobbing up and down, shaking her arse and ramming my fingers harder against her core. I take my tongue from her pussy and begin circling it around her arsehole. Her moans become more frenzied and I can see her free hand is clawing at the wall in front of her. I can feel her orgasm approaching and she is building and building, just the way I like. Her body is tense and her moans are uncontrollable, the begging coming out of her mouth is just a sex filled mumble. Just as I feel her pussy begin to spasm with the start of what I’m sure is about to be an earth shattering orgasm, I take my tongue away from her now soaking arsehole and roughly press my finger deep inside. Katyia screams out in pleasure and her whole body begins to quiver. Her pussy walls clamp tightly against my fingers and I can’t help but wish it was my dick that was being milked by that tight hole. Whilst she is riding out her orgasm, I continue to gently pump into both her holes with my fingers as she screams at the top of her voice, letting me, and the entire street, know that she is cumming. That alone makes my cock strain even more, I love her wild abandon and the fact she doesn’t care who hears the noises she makes when she is turned on. Thinking about that, I look up at her face. Her eyes are crunched tightly closed, her cheeks are a bright shade of crimson and sweat is plastered across her brow. But it is her plump, bruised lips scrunched together in the typical ‘O’ shape in between her mumbles of profanity, that really causes my heart to start racing. I love the fact I know her body so well, I can play her like a finely tuned instrument and get the same beautiful song every time. These are the thoughts that run through my mind as I pull my fingers out of Katyia’s dripping holes.
I give Katyia a couple of seconds to catch her breath and she puts both hands on the wall to steady herself. I make sure my hands are gripping both of her hips because I can see the wobble in her legs. She always gets a bit of a jelly leg and sees stars after an intense orgasm, which is why I give her a few seconds to catch her breath before leaning in for a quick but sensual kiss.
“Did my angel enjoy that?” I ask her with a cocky smile on my face and I love the cute little shy smile she gives in return.
“You know I did,” she replies with a tut before returning my kiss. She’s still in the same position and I’m leaning over her with my chest touching her back. In this position, my cock is bobbing about, pressing against Katyia’s entrance, in urgent need of some relief.
“Well then, what do you say?” I ask her whilst lining up my tip with her clit. I gently rub it over her already sensitive nub and she mewls. She knows the rules and still tries to flout them, but I love to tease her until she remembers them. The yelps that come from her throat every time the tip of my rock hard length presses against her clit forces more precum from the tip. I really hope she replies soon because this is driving me just as crazy as it is her.
“Thank you for making me cum. Happy now, you arsehole? Stop fucking around and put your cock inside me, now!” she screams whilst trying to back her arse up onto my cock. Fuck, does she get me horny when she is all hot and desperate like that. So, with one hand on her hip, I take the other one and fist it in her hair, pulling roughly until her back is arched even further and her tits are squashed against the wall. I gently nudge both her legs wider apart, giving me better access and then, when she least expects it, I plow my cock straight into her pussy, slamming hard until I am balls deep. She cries out at the sudden deep intrusion and I groan loudly in response. I wait just for a second to let her accommodate my size and then I begin to slowly move in and out of her sopping wet snatch. Desperate for me to go quicker, Katyia begins rocking her pelvis to help me to slam into her and at the same time, I feel her clamping down on my dick with her walls. The gutteral sound that erupts from me is almost caveman like and I spank her arse again to remind her who is in charge.
As my hand makes contact with her milky white arsecheek, Katyia yelps out, and as she does that, her pussy walls contract as though they are trying to massage the tip of my dick. It feels so fucking good and I start to speed up, pistoning in and out of her body whilst giving her the occasional spank. Seeing her milky skin turn bright red under my palm, accompanied by her breathy moans and begging for more, drives me crazy. I slam into her hard and each time, I feel my balls slap against her clit, making them squeeze together and my cock swell even more. I can feel my heart racing and my breathing becoming desperate pants. We both are so close to the end, but I want to make sure I take her over the edge with me. So as I’m pistoning rapidly in and out of her pussy, I take a spit covered finger and edge it into her arsehole. Her responding scream fills the room and she pushes back, impaling herself on both my cock and finger. The sensation of feeling my cock moving through her hot arsehole is so bizarre, but I know what my girl likes. So, I alternate strokes, pulling the finger out as I pound my cock further in and then vice versa. This drives her even more crazy than when it was my tongue and I can see her fingers are now playing with her nipples. In between mumbling incoherent words, I hear her calling my name and letting me know she is going to cum and hearing the dirty words coming out of my angel’s voice makes my muscles tense right up. I pound into her again and again before finally, with a deafening roar that fills the entire room, I spurt my hot cum deep into her pussy. Feeling my cock fill her hole is enough to make Katyia’s orgasm follow closely behind and as her pussy contracts, it milks the last drops of cum from my cock.
After we both come down from our earth shattering orgasms, I feel Katyia’s legs start to give way, so I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom, pulling her shoes off as we go. We spent the whole evening together talking, laughing, eating, and having more mind blowing sex before falling asleep in the early hours of the morning, only to be woken a couple of hours later by the alarm on my phone. Time to go back to reality.
Laying in bed with Katyia in my arms and her head resting on my chest while I stroke her hair is never a place I ever thought I would be or want to be. I think that this is the closest I have ever been to happiness and I have to ruin it. She knows I am sad and that I'm hiding something from her, she always does. But she knows I will talk to her in my own time. I am not good at talking as it is and it’s only ever been her that I feel comfortable with.
