Hard to Break

“No,” I breathe. “I don’t want to stop.”

“Angel,” he growls. “You’re hurt.”

“I’m fine. The pain has eased. I want this, Tazen. I’ve wanted it since the start. You can take me to the hospital after you fuck me.”

His eyes flash with need and he leans back down, taking my lips again. His fingers glide up my sides, taking my tank top with them. He pulls it up and over my head, then he unclips my bra, not wasting any time. He leans back when he’s got my bra off and stares down at my exposed breasts. “I knew,” he says in a husky rumble, “that these would be fucking beautiful.”

He leans down and captures my nipple between his lips, rolling the hard bud around until I’m gasping and squirming against him.

“Tazen,” I plead. “Oh God.”

He sucks and pulls, flicking the tip with his tongue. He sucks and licks the soft flesh of my breast, before taking hold of my pants and jerking them down. I shift so he can get them off, and then I’m sitting on the desk, fully naked while he’s fully clothed. Color rises to my cheeks and I squirm uncomfortably, not knowing how I feel about being in this situation with him, even though I want it so badly it burns inside me.

“Don’t be ashamed,” he rasps, his voice so thick I can hardly make out his words. “You’re beautiful, angel.”

He drops to his knees in front of me, taking hold of mine and spreading my legs wide. I suck in air when he leans forward and closes his mouth over my aching sex. A loud whimper escapes my throat as my backside launches off the counter of its own accord. Tazen takes hold of my hips, holding me down as he spreads me wide and sucks my clit into his mouth.

It’s then my whimpers turn into pleasured cries.

He doesn’t take it slow, doesn’t hold back, he sucks my clit deeply, drawing it in and out of his mouth to create friction. I gasp as little bolts of pleasure shoot right to my core. “T-T-T-T-Tazen,” I stammer as a thrilling sensation radiates through my body and right to my center where he’s still sucking.

When he slides a finger inside me and curls it upwards, hitting that sweet spot, I explode. My head drops back and I don’t care that it throbs when it does, it feels so fucking amazing that nothing else matters. I scream his name as my hips buck furiously and my orgasm tears through me. Tazen pulls his mouth from my pussy with a hiss of pleasure and stands, fumbling frantically with his jeans to get them undone. I watch with a hooded expression as he jerks them down and frees his cock.

My eyes widen.

Oh. Wow.

Tazen’s cock is beautiful. It’s long and thick, but not too much of either. It’s the perfect size, not so big it’ll hurt and not so small you wonder if it’s in. He’s perfectly structured and I can’t tear my eyes away from the throbbing thick length that is now in his hand being stroked while his other hand is reaching into his jeans pocket. I watch in fascination and a little terror as he pulls out a condom and tears it open with his teeth. Then he rolls it over himself and steps closer to me.

“Need to fuck you so badly it hurts. Tell me if it’s too much, but I gotta get in there, baby.”

He can get in there any day of the week.

I nod and a flutter of nerves hits my belly. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this, and I’ve only ever done it once. Will it hurt like it did back then? Panic swells in my chest as Tazen spreads my legs wider and presses the thick tip to my entrance. He pushes it in slightly and I gasp from a mix of pleasure and pain. Tazen notices and stares down at me. “Fuck, it’s been a long time. You want me to warm you up some more?”

I love that he’s offering that, but I don’t want him to stop. I want him inside me and I want it to happen right now.

“No,” I whisper. “Don’t stop.”

His eyes grow hooded as he pushes in deeper. I groan as he fills me, inch by inch. The mix of pleasure and pain isn’t unpleasant. The more he fills me, the more pleasure takes over and pain is forgotten. With a ragged groan, he jerks his hips and fills me completely. I drop my head back and gasp his name as a million sensations take over my body.

“God dammit,” he grinds out. “So fucking sweet.”

“Tazen,” I pant. “More.”

He gives me more. He slides his cock out and then sinks it back in and we both let out long, pleasured groans. Then he takes hold of my hips and he fucks me. He fucks me just the way I asked. He does it slow but deep, his hips creating the perfect rhythm for this thrusting. His head is dropped forward, his eyes on mine, but his jaw is so tight I can see the muscles jumping there.

He wants to let go.

From the pleasure rocketing through my body, racing for the finish line, I’d be happy for that to happen.

“Let go,” I pant. “Fuck me harder.”

His eyes flash with something animalistic, and he lets go.

His thrusts go from long and deep, to short and fast. The sounds of our skin slapping and panting, breathy moans are the only thing filling the small space. My back arches as an incredible sensation fills my lower regions. I feel myself winding tighter and tighter as that amazing feeling looms closer.

“Fuck,” Tazen grunts. “You’re going to come for me, baby. You just got so fucking tight.”

Come? That’s what’s going to happen?

God, if it feels as amazing as it’s promising to be, I never want it to stop.

“Tazen,” I yell as that sensation reaches its peak.

I explode. Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt dances through my body as Tazen thrusts hard to keep it there. My knees wobble, my toes curl, my hands slap the desk beneath me and I scream. I scream his name, I swear and I convulse as the most amazing sensation takes over my body. I can feel my sex clenching and spasming around his cock, and by the sounds being wrenched from his throat, he likes that.

“Can’t,” he grunts. “Hold on.”

He throws his head back, showing me a gorgeous corded neck, and bellows my name as everything comes to a standstill and he thrusts deeply, then stops. I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, and color rises to my cheeks when I realize he’s coming. He’s coming inside me, because of me. That feeling makes everything inside my body feel warm. I can’t take my eyes off him as I watch his face go through all the motions of pleasure, from his jaw tightening to it suddenly going slack.

God. Yes.

He finally looks down at me, and his eyes are flaring with something intense. He pulls out slowly and reaches down, cupping my cheek in his rugged, rough hand. “I’m going to get something to clean you up, okay?”

I nod, unable to find my words after that amazing sex.

He pulls his jeans up and disappears out of the office. A moment later he returns with a clean, damp towel. He cleans me up and my heart falls a little more in love with this man.

Love?

I blink. Love. Why would I say love? I don’t love Tazen Watts … do I? No, of course not. I barely even like him. Yes, I’m infatuated by him, but it’s against my better judgment, and I certainly don’t love him. If I’m being honest, I know that I could love him and that scares the hell out of me.

“Hey.”

I jerk and look over to see Tazen staring at me.

“You okay?”

I nod, biting my bottom lip. His eyes drop to that and his jaw gets tense again. “Keep biting that lip and I might just have to see how many rounds I can go before the guys get here.”

My cheeks grow pink and he smiles. “Angel is blushing, that surprises me.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re always so tough.”

“Yeah,” I say, pushing up off the desk. “Well, don’t get used to it.”

He chuckles.

Stepping closer he takes my hands and helps me stand. “How’s your head?”

“It feels fine now,” I say honestly, because it does. I have a slight burn in my forehead but there’s no pounding.

“Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”