Beautifully Broken

“Shh, don’t worry, babe. We’ll hear them walking down the stairs first. I just have to see them. You’re gorgeous.”

I blush as he removes my bra and just stares at my chest for a few beats.

“Do you like them?” I ask. “More than…other girls’ that you’ve seen?”

He bends over and takes my nipple into his mouth.

“Mmm,” he moans. “They’re perfect. You’re perfect, Katherine.”

Perfect. I like that. No one has ever made me feel deserving of that title before but with Stephen, I feel it. We make out for a while and things naturally progress. Before I know it, the only thing either of us is wearing is underwear. He starts pulling my panties down and I have a moment of panic.

“Stephen, wait!”

He slows down and places a soft kiss on my hip. “C’mon, babe. I just want to kiss you.” He runs a finger over the center of my panties. “Right here. I’ll make you feel so good; I promise.”

I writhe as he continues stroking me through the wet cotton. “Okay.”

He removes my underwear and lowers his mouth to my center. At the first warm touch of his tongue, my back bows off the couch and I scream in pleasure. I’m lost in ecstasy as he works me over with his fingers and tongue. I never knew your body could feel like this. Sure, I’ve touched myself before—mostly out of curiosity—but it’s never felt like this. Out of nowhere, I feel a delicious pressure building in my abdomen right before stars explode behind my eyes.

“Oh, Stephen! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

“Katherine! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Pete’s voice explodes throughout the room.

“Oh, shit!” Stephen shouts as he frantically jumps off the couch.

I quickly grab a blanket to cover myself. “Oh, God. I can’t believe this is happening.”

Pete looks at Stephen like he’s going to murder him. “Boy, you have exactly thirty seconds to get out of my house before I castrate you.”

“Uh…” Stephen stammers as he pulls his jeans on. “Uh, Katherine, I’ll see you later.” Stephen runs up the stairs without another word.

“Not if you know what’s good for you!” Pete calls after him.

I pull the blanket over my chest, afraid to meet his eyes.

“Katherine, what the hell were you thinking?”

“I don’t know…I’ve never done anything like that before. I’m a virgin—I swear! It just felt too good to stop.”

I hear him sigh. “You need to get dressed. I’m going to send the guys home and then we’re going to have a talk. Don’t leave this room. Do you understand?”

I nod while I wipe away my tears of mortification. “Okay.”

Pete’s back after a short while, taking a seat next to me on the couch. I’m too afraid to say anything so I just sit there.

“Look, I know you’re curious; it’s natural. Hell, I’m only forty-two—I remember what is was like to have your hormones in the driver’s seat.”

Ugh, this is so embarrassing. “Pete, I’m sorry. I promise it won’t happen again. Just please don’t tell Judy or send me away. I love it here; I can’t stand the thought of being forced to leave.”

He picks up a glass from the side table and sniffs. “Have you been drinking?”

Oh, crap. “Yeah…I’ve never done that before either. I swear I’ll be good. Please just don’t make me go.”

I feel the couch dip as he comes closer. He places a finger under my chin so I’m forced to look him in the eye.

“I’m not going to send you away. And despite my better judgment, I won’t say anything to Judy. But if this happens again, I’ll need to get her involved.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.