Broken (Manhattan Ruthless Book 1)

My driver opens the car door, and I guide Mel inside.

“Thanks, Tedward.” She grins, and he smirks the way he always does when she calls him that.

“How long until we get home?” I ask.

“A little over an hour, sir.”

I nod my thanks and climb inside behind my wife. As soon as I’m seated, I grab her by her hips and pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me.

She wriggles like I’m tickling her, and a musical laugh tumbles from her lips. “What are you doing?”

“There’s not a chance in hell I’m going to last another hour without being inside you. You have any idea how hard I’ve been all night watching you in this dress?” I tug the fabric up to her waist.

“Nate!” My name is a feeble protest on her lips, and her hand is already on the back of my neck, fingers curling in my hair. “You chose the dress, so it’s your fault.”

I grunt in response and run my nose over the sweet-smelling skin of her neck while my hands glide over her body. Slipping my hand between her thighs, I groan loudly. “Your panties are fucking soaked.”

She shifts her hips, pressing herself against my hand. “Also your fault.”

The memory of her coming all over my fingers in that hallway makes my cock weep in my boxers. Finding the concealed zipper at the back of her dress, I tug it down, allowing the fabric to pool at her waist.

Moaning, she arches her back while I play with her pussy through her damp panties. I unclasp her strapless bra with my free hand, and it falls loose, freeing her perfect tits inches from my mouth. I suck on one of her hard nipples, sweeping my tongue over the hardened bud and making her cry out.

“I need you naked, Mel. Now,” I growl, pulling her dress up and over her head.

“Someone might see us.”

I turn my attention to her other nipple. “Nobody can see through these windows.”

“What about Tedward?” she breathes.

“Not inviting him to join us, corazón.”

She tips her head back on a laugh, and I graze my teeth along her throat. “I mean can he see us?”

“No.” I bite down, and she whimpers, tugging my hair and grinding herself against my aching shaft.

I lean back and let my gaze roam over her incredible body. My god, she is fucking exquisite. I run my hands over her tanned skin, palming her tits and squeezing her supple flesh. She presses herself into me, arching into the pleasure.

I nuzzle her neck, teasing her with tongue and teeth while I slide my hand into her underwear. “Tell me why it is that I can barely keep my hands off you when you’re near me.”

“I don’t know,” she moans.

“You have some sort of hold over me that I can’t break.”

I sink two fingers into her tight channel and her back bows. She plants her hands on my shoulders, riding my fingers as I work them in and out of her.

“Nate,” she pants, her pussy walls squeezing hard around my fingers.

“And nobody makes you come as hard as I do, do they, corazón?”

She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip and shakes her head. “N-no.”

“I need you so fucking bad, all the fucking time. No one has ever made me as hard as you do. You know that?”

Her response is a whimper. With a growl of frustration, I fist my hand in her panties and tear them in half. She gasps, making her beautiful tits bounce. My patience gone, I tug open my belt and she follows suit, yanking on my zipper and sliding her hand inside my boxers. She wraps her fingers around the base of my shaft, squeezing and taunting me.

I press my lips to her ear. “Take out my cock and show me how you make yourself come, my little whore.”

Her breath catches in her throat, and her chest flushes pink. Before she can chew me out for using that word, I palm the back of her head and crash my lips to hers, swallowing her sassy comeback. When she’s pliant in my arms, I pull back. “Show me, corazón.”

With hooded eyes full of desire, she grips my cock again and lowers herself onto my shaft. My eyes almost roll back in my head as her hot cunt fits snugly around me, wrapping me in her wet warmth. “Jesus fuck, Mel.” I hiss out a breath.

“You like that?” She gives me a wicked grin and sinks down until I’m fully seated inside her.

I grunt. “You know I fucking do. Now show me how you touch yourself when you’re thinking about me.”

She slides her hand between her thighs and circles two fingers around her clit. I look down, watching her work herself over, and when she lifts her hips and sinks down onto me again, I almost lose my mind at the sight of my dick stretching her tight pussy.

“Look at us, Mel. Look how fucking well we fit together.”

She looks down and mewls. “You feel so good inside me, Nate.”

A loud groan pours out of me. “Yeah, I do.”

Her fingers work harder, and she rocks her hips, chasing her release. My hands run over her back, her ribs, her hips, committing every inch of her to memory. “Make us come, corazón. I feel your hot cunt squeezing me. I want your cum soaking my cock.”

“Jesus, Nate.” She drops her head onto my shoulder, and her body quakes as she comes. The way she soaks me with her release and the sensation of her walls rippling around my shaft are enough to pull me right over that edge with her. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I dig my fingers into her hips, holding her still while I empty my load inside her, filling her tight channel with my release. My chest heaves as I pant for breath. I’m obliterated by my need to claim this woman over and over again until she craves me as much as I crave her.

She rests her forehead against mine, her hands clasped around the back of my neck. Our breaths mingle as we drink each other in.

“Wow, that was incredible,” she says, breathless.

I run my fingertips down her spine, and she shivers. Pressing her supple body closer, I rest my lips on the slender column of her throat, and my cock twitches inside her. “You’re incredible, corazón. I’m fucking obsessed with you. When I’m not fucking you, I’m thinking about fucking you. Either what I’ve done to you or what I’m going to do.” I let the admission fall from my lips without stopping to consider what my declaration might mean for us. Because I need her to know, no matter what.

“I love being your obsession, Ice, and I love being the one who gets to unlock that fire in your veins.”

I kiss her and band my arms around her waist, crushing her to me, and I keep her like that almost the entire way home. Her, naked and in my arms—exactly how I like her best.