Page 56 of Beautifully Broken

“Are you sure?” His face is inches from mine, eyes full of concern, but also looking like he can barely restrain himself from not giving in. It’s an attractive combination.

“More than anything.” My nose burns as I fight back tears. “This next experience will be completely new to me––as it rightfully should be.”

“If I ever run into those pieces of shit one day….” Braiden fumes but shakes it off when I kiss him softly, his tensed jaw relaxing under the brush of my fingers. He clears his throat and speaks against my lips. “Again, you’re in control.”

Except I don’t know what to do or how to be in control. “Take the lead and show me how much I’m going to enjoy this.” Though from what I’ve heard, I’m prepared for this to suck the first time around.

Braiden gives me a kiss before fully removing his underwear.

His dick is so swollen, the head more purple than usual, dripping with pre-cum.

With a deep, shaky breath, his broad chest expands even more.

Instead of lying on top, he lies on his side next to me.

My head rests on his arm and his other hand grips my hip.

Holding my stare, his fingers travel between my legs, and my arousal coats his fingers .

“You’re still soaked.” Braiden brings his finger to his mouth and tastes me. “You liked my mouth on your pussy, didn’t you?”

I nod as his low voice resonates in my core.

“You taste so fucking good.” His finger pushes into me and slowly curls before sliding back out and repeating the process. My lungs exhale heavily at the unexpected rush of euphoria. “Do you finger yourself a lot too?”

My face flushes with humiliation.

“Never have, but now I wish I had.” Seriously, why did I never trust myself enough to explore my body more? His finger thrusts in and out as I feel myself getting even wetter.

He smiles, looking at me adoringly. “I love getting to experience this with you.”

My breath hitches as he adds a second finger. He holds them in, letting me adjust.

“I promise you can fit me.” Slowly, he begins to move them, and his skin rubbing inside increases pleasure as it builds.

As I feel my body contract around his fingers, I begin rubbing my clit, and his pace picks up.

“Add a third.”

“Ava.” His tone wavers, but he keeps his pace. “Enjoy this first.”

I did ask him to take the lead.

My release barrels toward its peak as I rub myself and feel his two fingers pull apart, stretching me a bit more.

“Fuck me instead,” I pant. “I want to come again with you inside me. You have me so close.”

This time, he doesn’t stall or seem reserved. “Keep rubbing your clit like a good girl.”

“Don’t call me that.” My lungs cease, but only for a moment before I block out my past and focus on my present, on the man who holds me softly and doesn’t judge me.

“Noted.” Kissing me on the forehead, he reaches over me to retrieve a condom.

I focus on the sight of him rolling it onto his thick, beautiful dick as I continue rubbing circles over my clit.

“Watching you touch yourself is so fucking hot, Ava.” His broad shoulders hover above me as he notches himself between my legs, and this position is one I’ll never stop dreaming about.

But then he pauses and asks, “Do you want to be the one on top to control the speed?”

I think for a second.

“Actually, yes.” Not because I don’t trust him, but I think it might help me to stay in the moment.

Braiden sits against the headboard as my heart leaps to my throat.

My hands rest on his shoulders as his dick slowly slides against my clit.

We stare at each other as I take a steadying breath and line myself up.

This moment is real and ours. Emotions run high as I feel the tip of him breach my opening.

“Nice and slow, Ava Rose.” His thumb lightly circles my clit as I lower myself over the head.

Not too bad. Sinking farther, I forget to breathe, feeling my body want to force him out. The pain pinches before his other hand holds the globe of my ass and lifts me back up.

“Deep breaths and don’t try to take me all at once. Ease up and down the tip to get used to the size.” Encouraging me with a gentle tone, he stares into my eyes.

On another deep breath, I slide back down, my wetness taking me farther than before, and I let it without resisting.

Coming back up, I do it again, my lips rolling inward to my teeth, wanting to sink down and adjust. So, I do, and am immediately met with a pinch deep inside me, a pressure that has my nails digging into his chest. His sharp exhale is followed by a moan, and I remain still, feeling myself constricting around him.

I did it, but as I lift myself back up and down, I remain sitting on his dick, wondering if the pain will stop.

“So. Fucking. Tight.” His voice strains.

“You’re telling me.” I huff a laugh. “But you’re right. It fit.” I wince.

Sitting up enough to reach me, he kisses me, and butterflies momentarily take my mind off any pain. “You were made for me.”

With his words as my inspiration, I lift slowly, feeling a sting before sinking back down.

But I keep going, knowing it’ll get better…

and then I feel something release in my lower stomach as I tilt my hips back, bringing him in deeper.

Oh yeah, the sensation in this position is something I’ll crave once the pa in fully subsides.

When I move my hips again, his length rubbing that spot inside me, I moan long and low.

“That’s it, baby. Whatever makes you feel good. You’re making me feel incredible.”

A sudden tsunami of emotion hits me, realizing how far I’ve come with him.

I’ve pictured this moment a thousand different times and never thought I’d get to this point.

Staring down at us joined, sharing this intimacy by choice, is literally a dream come true.

Now, I want to get lost in the pleasure of his touch. I want to hand over some control.

“Lay me down, Braiden.”

He nods and wraps his arms around me. Carefully, he holds us together as I’m set on my back, with him above me.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” I whisper, on the verge of crying.

“I love you so much, Ava. This moment is one for the books.”

“Please don’t add this condom to your scrapbook.”

We giggle before he stares into my eyes, slowly beginning to thrust. My breath catches at feeling how deep he is and being able to enjoy it. Moans escape me on repeat as he finds a rhythm that he knows feels good for me.

“I’m so proud of you.” His pace is still slow, but I need more. “Look at you moaning as you make me yours.”

“Every part of me is yours, Braiden Wright.” I match his thrusts from below, but begin to pick up the pace. “Mmm, yesss,” I whimper, feeling my body mimicking the same feeling as when his fingers pumped into me. Needing more to get me over the edge, I slide my hand between us to rub myself.

“Fuck, this is the most beautiful sight, Ava.” He hisses, his hands gripping my thighs. “Rub yourself fast and come for me, baby.”

Pressure builds inside me as I pulse around him, my body tensing, and I feel his thrusts are taking more effort with how I’m tightening.

Tingles spread from where his dick massages me with every grind and pump of his hips, to where I touch myself, turning into a whirlwind of pleasure that takes my breath away.

Suddenly, I’m crying out his name, my body trembling through wave after wave of maddening bliss.

I swear I see stars. The only thing to bring me back from my out-of-body experience is the sound of Braiden coming with me.

He releases the sexiest groan, staring into my eyes as he slows his movements, breaths panting.

“This and a gold medal are the best two moments in my life.” His forehead drops to mine, his statement making me giggle before he has me tearing up again.

“My heart and soul were completely given to you tonight, Ava Rose.” His eyebrows draw together as he looks into my eyes, meaning every word.

“How you made me feel and the trust you handed me is something I don’t take for granted. ”

Like I’ve finally dropped a weight I’ve been carrying around for years, I feel every muscle in my body relax all at once. I finally accept that I deserve this after what I’ve been through.

My hands lift to hold his face. “I love you so much, Braiden. I’m yours.”

“I plan to make that official one day with a ring on that pretty finger and your smile till were at least a hundred.”

“I’ll hold you to it, Brai.”

Life has never felt more perfect.

And he holds me all night long, tangled in the covers, worshipping me with sweet kisses as the candles flicker against the window. The storm may carry on outside, but inside this condo and in my soul, it’s nothing but the serenity I’ve always longed for.

THE END

Interested in Ava Rose’s mother’s story? Check out Lauren and Adam in Never Till Now: Book 1 in the Siblings of Heir Series.