Shattered – ebook

Excerpt

When my eyes fluttered open the next morning, I turned to my left and silently observed the man resting beside me. He looked angelic as he slept, completely at peace with the world. I didn’t even want to fathom what I looked like.

Rolling to my other side, I checked the clock on the nightstand. Eight a.m. I never slept this late. Tossing the covers aside, I quietly headed to the bathroom to survey the damage. Quickly doing my morning routine, brushing my teeth and washing my face, I combed my hair and tied it back. Fifteen minutes later, I crept back to bed. Noah stirred then, pulling himself into a seated position, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

A smile parted his lips as he greeted me, “Good morning.”

“Morning,” I returned, his good humor contagious. “How’d you sleep last night?”

He leaned over to kiss me and I was grateful I had brushed my teeth. “Very well. What time is it?” he asked, then began searching around for his phone.

“Past eight. I guess we slept in.”

“I think we earned it. I think we also earned breakfast. And by that, I mean someone else making it.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

“How about we get dressed and go out for food? My treat?”

“You treated last night,” I reminded him.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Noah agreed. “And since I already got what I wanted, I don’t suppose I need to impress you anymore,” he said, his eyes twinkling.

Laughing, I grabbed a pillow and struck him in the chest. His hands latched onto my wrists, securing them against their respective sides. Rolling his weight on top of mine, he straddled my hips. He wasn’t wearing any clothing, and I could feel the heat of his sex pressing against me. The sensation drove my breath away.

His stare turned from playful to hungry in an instant. Leaning down to the hollow of my neck, he whispered, “I guess I haven’t gotten everything I wanted just yet.” And from my ear to my throat, he began to trail hot kisses.

Breakfast forgotten, I let him continue down this primrose path. A sigh escaped my lips when his hips intuitively rocked against mine. Once again, I was pulled into his rhythm like the tides to the moon. But unlike last night, our passions slowly began to build, like a small cinder on a bed of dried grass. His hands slid down my ribs and encircled my waist. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“I’m ok,” I said. Though I was a bit tender, it wasn’t so bad that I would turn down heaven.

My own hand reached out then, stroking his shaft up and down. Before long, we were both panting, writhing beneath the other’s touch. Noah slipped me a condom and I gently rolled it down his length. Sliding my hand back between our two bodies, I placed his tip against me. Bearing down, I joined us together and began to thrust my hips.

The flames did not take long to consume us both, and soon we were collectively covered in sweat. This time he reached his climax before I did, his body shuddering with release as I marveled at how beautiful he was.

Without speaking, he slowly disengaged from my body and licked a southernly path. Lowering his head between my thighs, he began to lave my center with his tongue. A rush of sheer pleasure pierced through me. Nearly at my breaking point, my fingers began biting into his scalp as he drove me higher. When I came, his hands had to still my hips from rising a foot off the mattress.

Breathlessly, I lay there, spent and beyond words. I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt this content, this satisfied. It wasn’t just the sex either, although that was undeniably a big part of it. It was something more. I wanted to hold on to the moment, make it last forever. Closing my eyes, I tried to memorize everything that I was feeling, thinking. But all too soon, it began to fade.

Noah smiled at me when I opened my eyes. “Man, what is it with you and food?”

Laughing, I said, “Some girls like diamonds, others eggs and bacon.” I shrugged. “To each her own.”

He made his way back to my side and pulled me close. “Well, on a cop’s salary, I’m glad you’re the second type and not the first.”

I grinned, but reluctantly pulled away. I needed a shower and no amount of washing up with a cloth was going to solve that. “I’m going to take a shower,” I explained, feel free to take a nap or poke through the fridge while I’m in there.”

Two minutes later, there was a knock at the bathroom door. I called for him to enter, and Noah did, still completely naked.

“I’ve decided I can’t wait until I get back home for a shower. Mind if I join you?”