Perfectly Broken (30 page)

As each day passed, Tomas agonized. But he held
strong and waited. Then one Friday at lunch, Susanna called. It was
good to hear her voice. He stepped away from the table with his
coworkers to talk privately.

“Susanna.”

“I’ve been thinking,” she said.

He waited.

Her voice was tentative. “Can we meet and
talk?”

Tomas held back his enthusiasm, unsure what she
needed to tell him. He could only hope it was what he wanted, but
it was too soon to relax.

“Where do you want to meet?” he asked.

“How about Dakota’s when you get off work?”

Susanna had picked one of the busiest bars in
the city. It meant she wanted to meet in a lively public place,
nothing too private or quiet. Tomas tried not to read too much into
that.

“Sure, I’ll see you there.”

The rest of the afternoon went by like molasses,
and Tomas considered bailing on work. But he didn’t want to call
her and ask to meet earlier. It would show that he was too
anxious—and though he was, it was best to see what Susanna wanted
to talk about first.

The trendy pub, with its dim lighting and
half-moon leather seats, was already packed when he got there.
Walking into the bar area, he saw that Susanna was waiting. She sat
at a table in the back, and as he walked closer Tomas noticed that
she had her wine already along with a plate of finger food.

He hesitated, not sure if he should hug her.
Susanna smiled, and he just sat down. He ordered a Guinness, which
was swiftly delivered, and watched the woman he loved for some sign
of what was to come.

“Chardonnay?” he said, nodding toward her
wine.

She nodded. “I do like it.”

Susanna’s shiny hair hung in big waves over her
shoulders, and her lovely blue eyes looked clear, if a little
serious. Tomas took note that she’d worn a baby-blue sweater, and
just the one rhinestone earring in her right earlobe. But there was
no black to be seen. She barely had any makeup on, and there were
no thick, dark lines accenting her eyes.

He wasn’t sure what that meant.

She nodded at the food. “I thought you might be
hungry.”

“You know me, I’m always hungry.”

Tomas took a piece of bruschetta piled with
fresh tomatoes and garlic, and watched Susanna nibble on a chip
laden with guacamole. He was just about to give in and ask what she
wanted to talk about when she spoke up.

Susanna took a sip of her wine, the glass
already half empty. “I’m glad you came.”

“Of course.”

“The last couple of weeks have been very
difficult. I’m sure they have been for both of us.”

He nodded.

“I couldn’t talk with you at the time. I felt
bad about what happened, and I was embarrassed that I’d messed up
so badly that you didn’t even want to make love to me.”

His heart twisted.

“I didn’t know what to do, Tomas.” She swigged
more wine, and Tomas gulped his beer, his eyes riveted on her. “I
needed time to think things through.”

He held his breath.

“It wasn’t easy, but I think it’s when I talked
to Rowan that I made my decision.”

Tomas wanted to say something, but no words
would come out.

Her eyes revealed longing. “I had to delve into
feelings I’ve kept locked up for a long time, much of it not good.
There was so much emotion I had pushed down, out of view. And I was
afraid to let it out.” She fingered the stem of her wine glass. “I
thought the feelings might rise up and pull me under.”

Tomas looked at her, so beautiful, so hurt. But
the sadness he had seen in her eyes before had changed. Something
was different.

“Then I talked with Rowan. I needed someone to
talk to.”

“What did he say?”

“He listened to me. He’s good at that.” She
smiled. “And then he looked at me for a long time, like he was
thinking it all over.” Susanna’s eyes sparkled, just a little. “He
asked me a question.”

Tomas raised his eyebrows.

“Rowan said, ‘What do you really feel in your
heart?’ and you know, it sounds so simple. But that is when I
knew.”

He dared not ask.

Susanna reached across the table and took his
hand in hers. The soft touch sent emotion flooding through his
body. He squeezed her hand, knowing that her reach across the table
had to be good.

“I love you, Tomas.” Her eyes welled with tears.
“I’ve loved you…maybe since the beginning.”

Tomas kissed her hand.

“I couldn’t deal with the emotion. I didn’t even
recognize it. I’ve never felt for any man what I feel for you,
Tomas.”

Hearing her say the words meant so much. His
heart swelled and he wanted to sweep her into his arms and carry
her away.

“I can’t say I’m transformed, that I don’t have
weaknesses and plenty of faults. And maybe I’ve hurt you too much.”
She took a deep breath. “I’m still scared, Tomas. But opening my
heart to you is something I want to do.”

“I want that too, baby.”

“We’ll have to take it one step at a time. I
haven’t gotten past the realization of how much I love you. I’m
still getting used to the idea.” She grinned. “But I like it so
far.”

Tomas beamed. “You’ve made me a happy man, baby.
And you look ravishing, by the way. The blue sweater is a good
look.”

She giggled, and it was good to see her
happy.

“When you called I didn’t know what to expect,”
he said. “But I can’t imagine hearing anything better. To know that
you feel about me like I feel about you means everything.”

“It’s a start,” she said. “I have a long way to
go.”

“We’ll make it.”

It was good to be back together, and even better
than before. Tomas had a second beer, and Susanna ordered another
glass of wine. For the first time in weeks, his heart was lighter.
He had no delusions that there wouldn’t be rough times ahead. But
as long as they loved each other, it would work out.

While they ate dinner, they caught up on what
had happened the past two weeks. But all the while, Tomas ached to
have her in his arms. Susanna looked more delectable than ever, and
her confession of love had made him as hot as he’d ever been for
her.

When they finished their meal, Tomas paid and
took her hand to walk home with her. There was no question about
going back to his apartment. He wanted her, and could feel her
desire, and see it in her eyes.

Once inside, Tomas put on some music and turned
down the lights. They kicked off their shoes and he pulled Susanna
into his lap. With his arms around her, his arousal soared. He felt
like an impatient teenager, and wanted to rip her clothes off
without preamble.

But he intended to make it a special night.
Tomas would show her what it felt like to be loved. And at last, he
would feel her emotion when he had her in his arms. The thought had
him hard, and it was all he could do to maintain control.

Tomas stood with her in his arms and carried her
to the bedroom. Susanna leaned against his chest. In the room, he
let her slide back onto her feet but held her close. “I missed you,
baby.”

She looked into his eyes. “I missed you
too.”

Her lips parted, and he kissed her. Susanna
tasted so good, and he pressed deeper into the kiss. She slipped
her tongue along his, loving him, and inciting his lust. Reaching
down, Tomas grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over
her head.

In response, Susanna pulled his cotton shirt off
and kissed his chest. The touch of her lips sent heavy sensation to
his loins. Then she sucked his nipples, grazing them with her
teeth, emitting a tiny whimper deep in her throat.

Tomas undid her skirt and let it drop, and then
removed her bra. He gazed at her creamy breasts, firm and needing
his touch. Cupping them in his palms, he squeezed, loving their
feel. Susanna threw her head back, giving in to the pleasure.

He pinched her taut nipples between his fingers,
knowing the effect he created. Susanna gasped and her breathing was
ragged. Rolling her stiff nipples, he excited her more, and felt
her tremble.

“Does it hurt, baby?”

“A little.”

The tone of her voice assured him that it wasn’t
too much. He pinched just so, and her panting sped up. Then he
released her reddened nipples, restoring the blood flow. Susanna
moaned softly.

Tomas grabbed the comforter and swept it back in
one fast motion. Then he turned back to Susanna and, with his arms
around her waist, he sucked tenderly at her swollen nipples. She
ran her hands through his hair, scratching him with her nails.

Blowing on her wet nipples, he looked at
Susanna’s glazed expression, the sight turning him on more. He
knelt before her and pulled down her satin thong so she could step
out of it. He held on to her legs and rubbed the tender skin on the
insides of her ankles.

Then he ran his palms over her calves and up to
her round ass. Holding tight, he squeezed knowing how wet he was
making her. “Let’s me taste your sweet pussy,” he said.

“Yes,” she gasped.

He kissed over her sex and ran his tongue over
her wet slit. Then, dipping inside, he tasted her flavor. Susanna
was so sexy and tasted so good. “You’re so sweet,” he said, then
licked across her outer lips as if savoring a special treat.

Her muscles quivered, and Tomas held her steady
with his hands on her hips. The feel of her smooth curves sent heat
boiling through his veins. Standing, he yanked down his briefs, and
his cock sprang free.

Susanna grabbed him and fisted his cock with
fast, needy strokes. She leaned down and put her lips over the
head. He pulled her back, knowing he wouldn’t last long that way.
With her fist still over his cock, she swirled the pre-cum over the
tip.

Tomas moaned and grabbed her hand. He lifted her
onto the bed and stacked some pillows behind her. Then he looked at
her. “Have you been with anyone since we’ve been together?”

Susanna’s eyes were soft. “I’ve haven’t been
with anyone else since I met you.”

Knowing that was good for his ego, but also
meant there was no need for a condom. Tomas wanted to feel her
around him with nothing between them. He guided her onto her knees
and shoved the pillows under her stomach, so her ass was propped up
and her head was down.

Susanna looked insanely beautiful that way.
Ready for him, and his to take. Her lovely ass was high and
waiting. He stroked her hair and touched her cheek. She kissed his
fingers. Tomas got behind her, kneeling between her legs.

With her knees bent as they were, Tomas could
see the pink lips of her pussy, and he bent down to kiss her there.
Susanna panted steadily and lifted up a bit higher for him. His
cock lurched, and he fisted it, the fierceness of his arousal
escalating.

Tomas stroked her pussy with his fingers, and
she whimpered. “You’re so wet, baby.” He dipped two fingers inside,
and her heat made his cock ache with need. He moved one finger over
her clit in a steady motion.

She gasped through her panting. “Oh, God.”

Needing to be inside her, Tomas gripped his cock
and dipped the tip past her outer lips, feeling the warmth of her
pussy. He moaned, and his breathing sped up.

“Please,” she said.

Tomas slid deeper, feeling her hot pussy stretch
around him. She felt so damn good. He pushed deeper and Susanna
whimpered. The sight of her ass up on the pillows, and his cock
going in and out of her sweet pussy, pushed him to the edge of
restraint.

Her strong inner muscles gripped him, and she
clutched at the sheets underneath her. Tomas put his hands on her
waist for support, and, on his knees, fucked her hard. Susanna
panted loudly and pushed back, wanting more.

Tomas was so close—too close. “I want to see
your face, baby.” He pulled out, feeling the loss with his very
being. Then he turned her over so the pillows were now under her
ass. She was still lifted high, with her head down on the bed. But
he could see into her beautiful eyes.

Her skin was flushed and her eyes glazed. Tomas
plunged back into her, deeply, and she cried out. “I need you,” she
gasped.

Reaching up, he flicked his fingers over her
distended nipples, remembering how it had felt to squeeze them
tight. Susanna’s breasts were lush and seductive. He cupped them in
his hands. “You’re so beautiful,” he said.

Then he felt her pulse hard around his cock, and
he verged on exploding. He held her still and looked into her eyes.
The emotion Tomas saw there made his heart feel light as a feather,
and his body flooded with heat.

“I love you, baby,” he said, watching her.

Susanna licked her lips and swallowed hard. She
looked directly into his eyes. “I love you, Tomas. So much.”

He felt her tighten underneath him, and Tomas
stroked inside her. The rhythm increased as he fucked with abandon,
and Susanna rocked her hips, begging for more. Panting hard, he
pounded into her, and when her pussy clenched around him, Tomas let
go.

Susanna emitted a loud scream, and her body went
stiff. Her sweet pussy squeezed his cock, and Tomas pulsed inside
her, filling her with his hot cum. Powerful orgasmic waves ripped
through him, propelling him into ecstasy.

He watched Susanna’s face, and when the pleasure
swamped her, Tomas held tight. She looked so amazing when she
climaxed, color rushing to her cheeks, and her hair falling around
her face. The flush in her skin and the warmth of her underneath
him felt so good.

When Susanna collapsed, he dragged the pillows
away letting her sag back against the bed. He slipped beside her
and wrapped her in his arms. An all-consuming feeling of
satisfaction settled over him, and he kissed her cheek then her
lips.

“You are amazing,” he whispered.

Susanna smiled and rubbed her palm over his
chest. When he looked at her, Tomas felt what she didn’t need to
voice. He saw the emotion in her eyes and felt her love. The woman
he loved was in his arms. And she loved him back. There was nothing
better than that. Nothing else he wanted.