Broken #5 (The Broken Series - Book #5) by Claire Adams

BROKEN
#4
    Book
4
    By
Claire Adams

 
    This
book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are
products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not
to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual
events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

 
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© 2014 Claire Adams

 
 
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    Chapter One
    Natalie

 
    I woke up feeling gloriously
satiated. My night of lovemaking with Jet was more than I could have ever asked
for. It was sexy, passionate, and made me ache for more. Jet was the kind of
guy that worried more about my pleasure than he did his own. He focused on
trying to please me and make me cum before he would consider worrying about his
own pleasure.
    Every time I thought about the
night before, a smile crept across my face. It had been so wonderfully
intoxicating. How would I ever get enough of Jet? Did I have to, or could we
not just hump like rabbits every hour of the day? I giggled at the thought, and
rolled over to where he was sleeping. He was lying with his back to me and I
curled up against him. He groaned as I spooned him from behind. I wrapped my
arm around the front of him, and he took my hand from the other side. His body
was warm against me, and I felt safe, even though it was me with my arms around
him, and not the other way around. He held my hand tight as if he couldn't bear
it if I pulled away from him at that moment.
    “Good morning, beautiful.”
    “Good morning,” I said against
his shoulder in a whisper. I kissed his shoulder and squeezed him tight. He
released me, and rolled over toward me. He pulled me to him by grasping the
back of my neck. He kissed me fully on the mouth, even though he had yet to
open his eyes. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked on it.
    He opened his eyes finally, and
smiled at me. “God, what time is it? You get up way too early, baby. We need to
go back to sleep.”
    “Do we have to?”
    “I think so. I'm beat.”
    I leaned in and kissed his mouth.
I loved the taste of him, every inch of him. His face was addicting, and I
needed to kiss him.
    “No, no,” I whispered. “We can't
go back to sleep.”
    He laughed. “Baby, please.”
    “How about I make you a deal? You
give me what I want, and I will give you want you want.”
    He raised an eyebrow. “What do
you have in mind?”
    “I want you again. If you give me
what I want, then I will let you go to sleep again.”
    “Oh really?”
    I giggled. “Yes,
really.”
    He pulled me to him once again.
“Well, I guess I'm going to have to give you what you want then.”
    He smiled and kissed me deeply. I
was wearing panties and a T-shirt from the night before, and he lifted my shirt
to feel my breasts. I moaned at his touch. He then put his fingers against my
panties and rubbed me. I moaned eagerly; I could not wait to have him inside me
once again. He continued to rub me harder, which caused me to get really
excited.
    “You make me so horny, Jet.”
    “ Mmm .”
    “Please ...” I moaned. I wanted
him so badly. I had an ache between my legs that needed to be extinguished, and
only Jet could do that for me. He was rubbing his fingers against my clit,
causing me to soak my panties.
    I touched his cock through his
pants, feeling him grow against my hand. I loved it when he got so hard for me.
It made me feel powerful that I had control over whether his cock grew hard or
not. That he wanted me that badly. I began to slide down the flannel pants he
wore to bed the night before. I tossed them