Broken Pieces (Cape Isle, #3): A Cape Isle Novel (13 page)

Lexie props herself up on her elbows and looks at me. “Why did you stop?” she pants.

“I need to see you.” I pull her panties down her legs and toss them to the side, spreading her thighs apart as wide as they can go and opening her up completely to my gaze.

I run a finger through her wetness one more time, before bringing it up to her mouth.

“Suck.”

Her eyes flare with heat, as she opens her mouth and sucks my finger clean. I lean over her again and take her mouth in deep kiss, tasting her sweetness on her tongue. Kissing my way down her neck, I move across her breasts and back down to her pussy. She collapses onto her back as I lick up her center, moaning and lifting her hips, trying to get closer to my eager mouth. I use one hand to pin her hips down, while I sink two fingers inside of her. I suck her hard clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and I can feel her growing even wetter as I hook my fingers up and hit that spot deep inside of her. Her hands grasp at her breasts and she pinches her nipples hard. It's not long before her walls clamp down and she screams my name.

Anyone could walk up on this beach right now, but I don't give a fuck. My cock is so hard and I need to be inside of her
now
. Removing my fingers, I look down at her as I quickly unzip my pants, pulling them down far enough to get inside of her. I'm leaking from the tip and I know I could come from my own hand in just a few short seconds with how worked up I am.

I give myself a few strokes as I look at her. Her chest is heaving and her breasts shake with every harsh breath she takes; her eyes are still closed tightly.

“Look at me, Angel.”

She blinks her eyes open and stares up me.

I run my cock through her wetness and tease her still sensitive clit. She sucks in a sharp breath as I sink all of the way inside of her with just one thrust, and she grabs onto my sides, her nails sinking into my skin and making me hiss.

I lean over her and kiss her deeply as I feel her walls still fluttering around me, milking my cock.

“I don't know if I can be gentle this time. I'm too worked up,” I whisper against her lips.

She shakes her head. “Don't. I need you to fuck me, Zack. Make me come again.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I growl as I sit back on my knees. I hold onto her hips and pin her down, as I follow her instructions.

I fuck her into the blanket with such intensity all you can hear around us is the sound of our bodies slapping together. I fuck her until she is screaming out my name and telling me to go faster, to go deeper, to go harder.

Moving my thumb to her clit, I rub it in quick circles until her backs bows off of the blanket and she pushes herself against me. I slip even deeper and I swear to Christ, it feels like the head of my cock is bumping against her cervix.

“I'm coming,” she cries out.

I continue thrusting into her, watching as her orgasm grows and grows until her body is shaking beneath mine. Finally, I let myself go. I spill my come deep inside of her, before collapsing on top of her.

Our bodies are slick with sweat and we both breathe heavily. I bury my face in her neck and kiss her soft skin, trying to keep most of my body weight off of her. Her hands move up and down my back in a soothing gesture and I can feel my cock still twitching inside of her.

After a long minute, I finally pull back and look at her face. She looks sated and happy.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Hmmm…”

“Is that a yes?” I chuckle.

She nods her head. “Hmmm…”

I bend my lips down to meet hers and laugh lightly against her mouth.

“I think I'm going to need a minute before I can move.”

Her long legs wrap around my waist and her arms tighten around me.

“Take all of the time you need,” she whispers.

Chapter Fifteen

Lexie

Z
ACK GENTLY PULLS THE STRAPS
of my dress up my arms and kisses my cheek, and I smile as I shimmy the material down my legs. Lord, have mercy. We didn't even take the time to get undressed. I giggle to myself as I find my underwear and slide them back on.

“What are you laughing about?” Zack says with a chuckle of his own.

I turn to look at him and see that his dick is still out of his pants. I laugh again and wave my hand in the vicinity of his still hard cock.

He quirks an eyebrow and looks at me with a smirk. “You certainly know how to kill a man's ego, Angel.”

I roll my eyes and try to smooth down my I’ve-just-fucked hair. “I wasn't talking about your dick. I just thought it was funny that we didn't take the time to properly undress.”

“Oh, Ms. Sinclaire, I'm not done with you yet,” he winks. I watch as he tucks himself back into his pants and pulls his shirt over his head.

I stand to my feet and look around again. I can't believe he did all of this for me. It's so beautiful and thoughtful. His arms wrap around me from behind, as he kisses my neck.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah. Thank you so much for this,” I whisper.

“Anytime, Angel. Just say the word.”

“Do you want to stay with me tonight?” I turn and wrap my arms around his neck, and he looks down into my eyes and smiles.

“Of course. I always want to wake up next to you.”

I stand up on my tiptoes and touch my mouth to his.

I feel like this is all a dream and that I'm going to wake up any second. I'm not one to harp on about things, but I seriously don't know how I never noticed his feelings for me. They are right there, shining in his eyes. All I had to do was look.

* * *

We pull into my driveway and I look over at him. “I forgot to ask if we needed to clean up the beach.”

He shakes his head and smiles. “No. That's one of the reasons I'll probably never hear the end of it. They guys are going to do it for me.”

“Out of the kindness of their hearts?” I ask with a quirked eyebrow.

“Oh course not. I get the shit jobs around the station for a month,” he chuckles. “Stay there. I'll get your door.” Hopping out of the car, he makes his way around to my side.

I take his offered hand and he helps me down, and I grab my shoes, not bothering to put them back on, before letting him lead me to the front door.

I almost jump out of my skin when I see a dark figure sitting on my porch swing.

I let out a loud scream and Zack quickly pushes me behind his back.

“I've been waiting for you to get back, Lexie. Did you know that there was a beast in your house? The fucker almost got me.”

I peek out from behind Zack's body and see Jared rocking on my porch swing like he owns the place.

“What in the fuck are you doing here?” I hiss.

“Ah, I see you still can't control that mother fucking mouth of yours.”

“She asked you a question,” Zack says in a low voice. His body is drawn tight and I can feel the aggression coming off of him in waves.

“Well, hello, Zack. You having fun with our girl?”

If it’s even possible, the air around us gets more hostile.

“I will only say this one time and one time only. Get the fuck off of her porch, get in your car and leave.” Zack's tone of voice sends shivers down my spine.

“Nah. I think I'll stay awhile. Maybe we can both give her a go this time. By the way, I particularly liked the candles. Nice touch,” Jared says, leaning back in the swing like he doesn't have a care in the world.

Zack growls deep in his throat and I feel him move. Quickly grabbing onto his arm, I try to pull him back, but he keeps advancing on Jared, practically dragging me behind him.

“Zack!” I yell trying to get his attention, and he turns to look at me. I take a step back when I see his eyes. He is enraged.

“Stop right now. He's just trying to piss you off,” I whisper.

He spins back around and pins Jared with his angry gaze.

“One more chance.”

“Or what?” Jared laughs.

“Why are you doing this?” I ask, shaking my head. “Please just leave, Jared.”

“NO!” he says, getting to his feet. “I knew you were fucking him all along, Lexie. I fucking knew it, but you denied it every time. You fed me that bullshit about him being your best friend. You slept in
my
bed every night, wearing
his
fucking shirt!” He points a finger at Zack as he starts making his way down the steps.

I fold my arms across my chest and straighten my spine. Now I'm pissed. I do not appreciate being called a liar.

“Not that this is any of your fucking business, but he was my best friend, Jared. We just started seeing each other recently.”

He shakes his head and stop about fifteen feet away from us.

“You are one dumb fucking cunt, you know that? I could see it a mile away. Now, be a good girl, get in that house, and let me shove my cock down your throat for old times’ sake.” He winks at me and I gasp at his words.

Who in the fuck does this guy think he is?

Zack moves so fast that there is no way I can stop him. He tackles Jared to the ground and they roll onto my front lawn. I let out another scream as I watch Zack's fist connect with Jared's face. Somehow he gets Zack on his back and returns the punch. I have no clue what to do, but I can't let this keep happening.

I run over to where they are and I try to grab Jared's arm. His elbow flies back, as he gets ready to throw another punch at Zack and hits me in my face.

“Fuck!” I cover my cheek with both hands and back away from them. Zack briefly glances up at me before rolling Jared onto his back in the grass, and I turn away and run towards my purse. I hear the sickening sounds of his fists hitting Jared's face, but I don't turn back to look.

Fuck this shit!

This is ridiculous and I refuse to sit here and deal with it. They can have their testosterone war in my front yard for all I care, but I'm done.

I grab my cell phone out of my purse and dial my brother. It rings twice before he picks up.

“Hey, Sis.” I can hear the smile in his voice.

“They are two idiot men fighting in my front yard. I need you to come break it up and deal with them or so help me God I am shoving my stilettos up their asses!”

Hell of an opening line, Lexie.

“What?” It sounds like he wants to laugh, but I hear his keys jingling in the background signaling that he is on the way. “I'm not kidding, Nick! If I had a baseball bat, I would be swinging right now! One of these fuckers just hit me in the face!”

“What?” he growls. “Go inside, lock the door, and do not come out. I'll be there in five minutes.”

He hangs up before I can say anything else. I huff as I lower my phone and look over at the two idiots still hashing it out on my front lawn. Well, screw that.

I toss my phone back in my purse and go around the side of my house. I'm still bare footed, so I tiptoe to avoid any stickers, but I can still feel them going into my feet. Zack is going to be spending his week, spraying my lawn after this.

I grab my water hose, turn the water on full blast and walk back around to the front yard. They are still rolling around.

What in the actual fuck?

I see Nick's truck coming down the street as I point the high-powered water hose at the idiots and squeeze, blasting them with ice-cold water.

Hey, it works for dogs, right?

Nick's truck squeals to a stop in front of my house. He jumps out and runs up my driveway as we both watch the two grown men scramble apart and try to escape the water.

“I told you to stay inside,” he says in anger, but I see his lips twitching.

“Have I ever listened?”

He shakes his head as he takes the water hose from me and tosses it on the ground. He takes a step towards the guys.

“Which one of you fuckers hit my sister?”

“Oh for fucks sake!” I scream and stomp my foot. “Stop it. All of you.”

They all look at me like I'm the crazy one and that just pisses me off more.

“Jared, get the fuck off of my property before I press charges. I will be filing a restraining order on your crazy ass tomorrow and here's a tip for the road… get help, you psycho mother fucker. Zack, I am so pissed at you. Go home, but come back tomorrow and remove the stickers from my yard and I will think about talking to you again sometime in the not so near future. I got them all in my feet because of you and it hurts! Nick, where in the fuck is Katie?”

No one says anything for a long minute. I'm breathing hard and my fists are clenched at my sides.

God, I'm mad!

Finally, Nick clears his throat. “She's at home with Abby.”

“Can you please go watch that sweet little girl and send Katie over here with two bottles of her best wine? Tell her that she owes me.” Without another word, I turn on my heels and walk towards my front door.

“Lexie –”

I spin around to face Zack and hold my hand up. “I do
not
want to hear another word from you tonight unless is it to tell me you will be here bright and early to get all of the fucking stickers out of my yard. My face hurts, I'm tired, I'm pissed off, and I have about a hundred pointy things stabbing me on the bottom of my foot.”

His lips twitch, which causes mine to narrow.

“Angel—,”

“Nope. I'm done for tonight.” I look over at Jared and notice that he looks like he got his ass kicked.

Good.

“I'm not kidding, Jared. Get the fuck off of my lawn and don't ever come back. Next time your ass will meet my stilettos and I was not fucking around about that restraining order.”

I walk inside and slam my front door.

How did such a great night turn out so damn horrible?

I don't have to wait too long before Katie is knocking on my front door.

Freshly showered, I open the door and let Katie inside. She looks at me holding ice to my face and winces. Damn, it hurts. He caught me right under my eye. I can only imagine how wonderful that will look tomorrow.

I see that Zack's truck is still parked outside and I glare in his direction. He might as well go home.

“I brought my favorite red and my favorite white. Which do you want?” Katie asks, holding both of them up in the air.