Break Me (2 page)

“I’m not going to hurt you, little one.” My attacker whispered.

Sebastian
.

My stomach dropped, anger replacing fear. I slowly opened my eyes. “Sebastian! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Before I got a response, I felt his hard body lean into mine, and I gasped as his erection pressed against my ass. Well, that was unexpected. I had no idea that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. He was arrogant as all get out, and yet his body seemed to have a mind of its own as well.

“Sebastian,” I said, breathless, the bulge in his jeans indicating that he was definitely not small, and as he ground his hips against me, I had more than a feeling that he knew how to use it.

He spun me around, lowering his mouth to mine. His breath was hot on my lips as I looked up into his eyes. Placing my hands on his broad shoulders, I watched as hunger and desire swam through his dark gaze. His lips parted, and a pink tongue slipped out, licking them.

Warm shivers spread throughout my body at the sight.

Wrapping a hand around my neck, he smirked before slamming his mouth down on mine, the rough impact making my lips tingle.

I kissed him back, and the feel of his hard lower body against my pelvis ignited a passion in me that I hadn’t felt in a very long time.

He pressed his body against me, pushing me up against the wall. The rough stubble of his jaw scratched at my cheeks. His hot tongue forced its way between my lips, sucking and pulling as he went.

I moaned as he slowed the movements that shot tingles to my groin. My body instantly responded to his touch, nipples peaking at the feel of the hard body surrounding me.

His hands went to my hips and around to my ass, squeezing, pulling me closer to him. It wasn’t enough. I needed him in me. No man had ever made me feel that way with just a kiss. He ground his lower body into mine, and I whimpered against his mouth.

My hands went up around his neck of their own accord. I curled my fingers through his soft hair, lightly tugging. I deepened the kiss, causing a groan to come from his chest. The guttural sound vibrated through my bones, sending shivers up and down my spine.

Out of nowhere, he released my mouth, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths.

“I needed to know.” His voice was raspy as the pad of his thumb ran over my bottom lip before he placed a soft kiss on my swollen lips.

I frowned, confused. “Know what?” I panted, gripping his shirt in my hand.

“If your lips tasted as good as they looked.”

Heat spread through my body at his words, and ignoring the sounds of the city around us, I reached my fingers under his shirt, grazing the soft skin of his hard waist. “And?”

He lightly chuckled and kissed the corner of my mouth, grinding his hips against mine. “Do I really need to answer that, little one?”

“Mmm...I guess not.” I was dying to see him naked. To see all of his tattoos. To kiss the hard contours of his no-doubt insanely hard abs.

He trailed kisses along my jawline and down my neck. His other hand moved back to my ass and pulled me flush against him. “God, you fucking smell good.”

I closed my eyes and moaned, squeezing his arms.

“But the only thing better for those gorgeous plump lips of yours…” He licked up the side of my neck. “…would be…” His mouth closed over the bottom of my ear, and a sharp pain shot pleasure straight to my groin.

I whimpered, liquid pooling in my panties.

“…if they were wrapped…” He kissed the sensitive spot just under my ear.

Oh God
.

“…around my…”

My eyes popped open and my loins quivered at his words. “Sebastian.”

He smirked and placed one last kiss on my mouth and took a step back, his gaze boring into mine. A hint of mischief danced around in them as he turned and walked out of the alley.

Chapter 2

Well that was a new experience for me.

After the shock of what had happened in the alley wore off, I really regretted not giving him my number. As much as I was not a fan of one-night stands, to have him in my bed—or anywhere for that matter—would definitely please the ache that had now formed in my belly. Or, now that I thought of it, it would probably just make it worse.

I’ve had my fair share of sexual experiences, but nothing compared to what Sebastian did to me. One look from him and it’s like I melted into a pile of girlie goo. I should have been ashamed of myself, but I ached for him, and a part of me had hoped that he felt the same way about me.

After my encounter with him, I didn’t see him in the coffee shop again for the rest of the week.

I spent that time searching for a job but had no such luck.

The baristas would always giggle and whisper when I came in, as if they knew something that I didn’t. Did they know about my alley adventure?
Oh God.
I didn’t see any cameras, but what if a stranger walked by and saw us?

A week and a half later, I walked into the coffee shop and expected to see him there sitting at his usual table. When I didn’t see him, a flutter of disappointment settled in my belly.

Every time I thought of Sebastian, my body inflamed. He was like a drug, and I needed my fix. I was addicted to him already. He was dark and brooding and unable to control myself, I was drawn to him.

I was sitting at my usual spot in the little coffee shop, reading, when a dark shadow covered my page.

A masculine scent filled my nostrils, and before looking up, I knew exactly who it was. My body hummed, as if it recognized him too.

The same intoxicating smell of fresh soap and man forced its way into my nose much like the owner had forced his way into my life.

I took a deep breath and lifted my eyes. Seeing him sit across from me set my body on overdrive with the anticipation of being touched by him again.

Something about this man made me want him. I craved him, even though instinctively I knew he was dangerous.

But since the first time I saw him and since our encounter in the alley, I couldn’t get him out of my head. The feel of his lips on mine, his hard body pressed up against me, pushing me into the wall. I wanted him. I needed him, and that sent a nervous flutter racing through my stomach. No man had ever had this much impact on me in just two encounters.

My heart thudded against my rib cage, and my cheeks grew hot under his intense gaze.

“Hello, little one.” His deep, smooth voice washed over my skin like melted chocolate, making my mouth water.

Images of our moment in the alley and what he had said to me popped into my head. I swallowed hard. “Hello, Sebastian.”

He was wearing the same black leather jacket over a white cotton shirt this time, and his tattoos peeked out from the collar around his thick neck. What I wouldn’t give to see how far down under his shirt those tattoos went.

“So, how have you been?” he asked casually.

“Hmm?”

Did he ask me a question
?

A grin spread on his face. “I asked, how have you been?”

“Oh…” My skin heated. “I’ve been…um…good.”

A smug smile formed on his distractingly handsome face. “Something on your mind, little one?”

I coughed.
I’d say.
My gaze kept flicking back to his lips. Lips that had kissed me. I so had it bad for him. “You could say that. So how have you been?”

“I’ve been good too. Very, very good.” Lust danced in his gaze as he looked at my lips like he was also remembering our very heated kiss in the alley.

My skin heated. Oh God. What was it about him that had me practically begging at his feet?

“Now why are you distracted, little one?” He was teasing me.

If he actually thought I was going to come out and say it, he had another thing coming. I cleared my throat again. “No reason.”

“I think you’re lying, but that’s fine. I’m sure I’ll find out eventually.” He casually leaned back in the chair, all the while not taking his gaze from mine.

My cheeks were red hot under his intense scrutiny. Taking a sip of my coffee, I ignored him. Or tried to at least.

“I love making you blush.” A hint of amusement coated his voice. He sure was confident in his sexual abilities. He probably had reason to be.
Tori, do not think about that right now.

I rolled my eyes. “I am not blushing.”

His eyes darkened. “Really?”

My throat went dry, and I nodded. “I do not blush.”

Sebastian laughed. “Well, we’ll just have to change that.”

I gasped when I felt a tug on my chair. He pulled me as close to the table as possible.

I was stuck. With the chair having arms on it and it being pulled tight to the edge, I couldn’t back up or move it at all. I looked down on either side of me and saw his feet holding the chair legs.

Moving forward, he pointed at the book in my hands. “Still reading porn I see.”

I noticed the tattoos covered his hands as well. No wedding ring marked his left hand, and I breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason the thought of him being single made me giddy.

I raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? Is this how you get a girl’s attention?”

“This…” His eyes blazed and he licked his lips. “And other ways.”

My heart beat loudly against my chest, and tingles of anticipation of being kissed by him again coursed through my body. “Yeah, well, it helps pass the time while I look for a job.”

“I can think of better ways to pass the time.” His voice lowered suggestively.

I cleared my throat and shook that thought out of my head. “I bet you could, but since we’re in a public place, that might not be a good idea.”

He laughed. “You have a point. As much as I would love to be caught naked with you…”

The way he said
naked
sent shivers up my spine. Being strong, I tugged on my chair. “Let me go.”

“I’ll let you go soon.” Then he took the book from me, pausing to draw tiny, tingly, circles on the back of my hand with his thumb. A moment later, he placed the book down on the table. “Why are you reading this? It’s probably boring as hell.”

“Yeah, well, I’m sure it’s better than anything you could come up with.”

Filter, Tori, filter
.

He raised an eyebrow, and an evil glint flashed through his eyes.

Oh, shit
.

My eyes widened as he reached across and grabbed my wrist. His rough, calloused fingers gently smoothed over my pulse point. He brought my hand up to his mouth, and I watched as he kissed each one of my fingers while massaging my palm with his thumbs.

Each movement sent jolts of electricity straight to my groin; all the while he kept his eyes on me.

My mouth parted and my breathing picked up. I stared as he kissed his way down my fingers to the middle of my palm. When he reached the spot above my wrist, he opened his mouth, and I gasped when he lightly bit it, sending liquid pooling in my panties.

Oh God
.

I didn’t want him to stop. “Oh…my…” I said breathily.

A mischievous look flicked in his eyes as he kissed my wrist and gently placed it back on the table. He released my chair, stood up, and walked around behind me. His broad chest pressed into my back as he leaned down and placed his hands on either side of me.

I closed my eyes as the heat from his body seeped into mine. The light scent of soap and man filled my nostrils. It was intoxicating. Hot breath grazed my ear and my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

“You are definitely blushing now,” he whispered, placing a kiss on my neck.

“Sebastian.” My heart thumped against my chest, and I bit my bottom lip.

“What, little one?”

“I…I…” I stammered, words not forming properly on my tongue.

He chuckled. “Is there something you want?”

Oh God
.

He was going to make me say it, wasn’t he? “Please…I…”

“Yes?”

Fuck it
.

I leaned down and reached into my bag, pulling out a piece of paper and a pen. I quickly wrote down my address and phone number.

“Little one…”

I frowned as I heard the question in his voice asking me if I was sure. I was. “Take it. Before I change my mind,” I whispered.

Sebastian grabbed the paper out of my hand. “I’ll be seeing you soon, little one.” His voice was husky. He placed another kiss on my neck that sent tremors of heat through my body.

I turned my head, watching him walk out of the coffee shop. My blood pounded hard against in my ears at his unexpected promise. Taking a couple of deep breaths, I leaned back in my chair.
What the hell did I just do?

Chapter 3

I gave a complete and total stranger my address and phone number. Not being in the habit of sleeping with random men, I was nervous about the possibility of him showing up at my place unannounced.

My body reacted more quickly than my brain did, so while I was writing down my address and phone number, I ignored that little voice in my head that told me to stay away from him. Sebastian definitely was a man who knew what he wanted and when he wanted it, and I think even if I tried to stay away from him, that would be near impossible.

No man had ever made my loins quiver just by kissing the palm of my hand. If he could do that just by a kiss, who knew what else he could do?

I looked up and saw one of the baristas headed towards me. She sat in the seat across from me. Tight brown curls framed her oval face, and she had the biggest bright green eyes I had ever seen.

“Girl, please tell me that you’re sleeping with that man.”

“Uh…”

“Because what I just saw was totally fucking hot.” She fanned herself.

I leaned forward, placing an elbow on the table. “I only just met him…”

Her eyes widened. “Really? Well I hope it works out for you.”

I just gave him my address and phone number. It had better work out. Feeling ashamed of myself, I smiled tightly. “Thank you.”

She held her hand out in front of me. “My name’s Keisha Lee. I work here pretty much every day, and if you sleep with him, I want details.”

I laughed and shook her hand.