Perfectly Broken by Emily Jane Trent Page A

jaw, making her body tingle. If he was affected
by her as much as Susanna was by him, it was going to be quite a
night. He tipped her face up and she turned to kiss him.
    The touch of his lips was masculine and feral.
He didn’t have to do more to command her body. Susanna melted into
the kiss, wanting him. That she would have him was exciting. A
second time with Tomas. She was going to enjoy this.
    Breaking free of his embrace, Susanna kicked off
her shoes and reached up under her dress to pull off her black
tights. Then she hopped up onto the bed with her back to the fluffy
pillow against headboard, and grabbed her purse from the table.
    Tomas stood barefoot before her, and as she
watched, he let his pants drop to the floor. His shirt hung long,
covering the bulge in his briefs she knew was there. He slipped his
iPod in the dock of the radio and started music playing.
    The sound was deep with heavy bass, a rock tune.
He sat next to her and rubbed his foot against hers. Susanna
reached in her purse and pulled out a tiny bottle. She offered it
to him.
    He raised his eyebrows.
    “You didn’t expect me to roll a joint, did you?
The smell might escape to the hallway, and we don’t want the Gardai
to come and arrest us, do we?”
    Tomas shook his head. “I’m not interested in
meeting the Irish police or any other law enforcement tonight.” He
paused. “Where did you get this?”
    “I get them in Temple Bar. I know someone. The
tinctures are used for medicinal purposes, and give the benefits of
cannabis without having to smoke it. It is fast acting, a good way
to get high. And don’t worry, it’s not the stuff that puts you to
sleep. You’ll like this.”
    Tomas took the bottle and squeezed three drops
under his tongue. Susanna did the same.
    “It absorbs rapidly,” she said.
    Even as she spoke, Susanna already felt
different, but was a bit slowed down, so didn’t realize it
immediately. She liked the tincture for the uplifting effect, and
felt more alert on it. The white comforter stretched over the bed
caught her attention, and she fingered the quilted material. At one
end was a maroon strip, and she touched it with her toes.
    Tomas pulled back the comforter as she watched,
and lifted her to draw it back so they were sitting on the sheets.
Seeing his biceps flex with the motion, Susanna reached out and put
her palms over them, loving the feel. Then she grabbed the hem of
his shirt and pulled it off over his head.
    She stared at his buff chest, and he let her
look. With her palms flat on his chest, Susanna leaned in and
licked across his nipples, watching them stiffen. She bit and
licked them, listening to Tomas breathing heavy.
    He pulled up the hem of her stretchy dress and
lifted it off of her. Then he stopped, drinking in the sight,
making her nipples hard. Tomas reached behind and undid her bra,
freeing her breasts. The air against them felt good.
    Tomas cupped her breasts and slid his tongue
over the crests. The hot feel of his tongue on her skin made her
whole body warm. “It feels so good,” she whispered. He covered one
nipple with his mouth and sucked, sending sensation deep into her
core.
    She clawed at his shoulders and raked her nails
down his arms. Desire seeped into her slowly and with intensity.
Tomas took her hands to kiss her palms, the soft bristle of his
goatee scratching and exciting her. The feeling radiated through
her and started a sustained glow from the inside out.
    Tomas pushed her onto her back with his hands on
her wrists, pinning her arms over her head. He continued to caress
her breasts with his tongue, as if her skin was a sweet treat. Then
he flicked over her nipples until they ached. Then he blew on them
softly, before nipping at them with his teeth.
    Looking into his eyes, Susanna saw a rawness she
wasn’t used to. There was something there that intrigued her.
Leaning down, Tomas covered her mouth with his and kissed her for
what seemed like minutes. It was a long, slow, deep