Free BreakMeIn by Sara Brookes Page B

more persistence. She didn’t even care he
tasted of alcohol. It had been so long since she’d let someone else kiss her instead
of the other way around.
    Kissing was normally too intimate and not something she
involved in her play at the club. Or even at Sanctuary. Those places were for
sex, but this, two people mouth-to-mouth, was tender, soft and full of meaning.
    One little kiss couldn’t hurt, right?
    A quiet moan escaped her throat as Alex shifted and her body
responded in kind, feeling the luxurious stroke of his tongue against her lips.
She gave in to him and opened without thought to consequence. His low moan
filled the air and awakened something deep in her core.
    Loud gunfire and explosions emitted from the television, but
Elena only worried about the inferno in her own body. Alex gave a low growl as
her legs shifted around his hips, as her feet pushed against his thighs to pull
him closer. The feel of his erection against the valley between her thighs
suddenly ignited the moment and caused everything to turn flashpoint.
    They both fought with the Perfect Shot polo as if they
couldn’t remove it fast enough. The hard work was worth the effort as he
finally pulled it over his head. Bruce Willis delivered those famous lines on
the screen as Alex tossed aside the shirt and reached for her, pressing his
mouth against hers again as he pinned her under his body.
    “You taste so good. Better than I ever imagined.” His
skillful tongue slid between her lips, one of his fingers nudging firmly
against her pussy as her surroundings hazed. “Don’t you need your leathers? A
flogger? Maybe something…else?”
    The questions broke through the fuzziness and froze the
molten heat burning through her. What had once been a free-flowing lava stream
now became a barren desert in the Arctic. The weight of it painfully clenched
her chest, and her lungs burned from the lack of oxygen as she held her breath.
    What the fuck had she been thinking?
    Reality crashed on her, reminding her she’d just done
exactly what she said she wouldn’t do. She let her pussy get the best of her.
Something she never, ever did. She pushed hard against his shoulders, flipping
their position. Keeping her knees pinned against his shoulders, she leaned
closer.
    The overwhelming stench of alcohol hit her hard, stealing
her breath. She never wanted to get used to that odor. Getting used to it mean
she accepted his drinking. And if there was one thing she didn’t want to have
it was complacency with Alex’s alcoholism.
    “Elena?”
    “This was a mistake,” she answered tersely. “A huge one. I
shouldn’t have come. Jesus, what was I thinking? This. Us. Whatever. It was a
mistake. A big one. I knew and I let it happen anyway. You need to get your
life together and figure out a few things before you try to figure out what you
want sexually.”
    “I need you to show me, Elena. I already told you.”
    “No. You want a fuck buddy who dominates you and that’s not
what I do. Not even close.”
    “I don’t know what you’re—”
    “Bullshit. You know exactly what I’m talking about.” Screw
it, she was done holding her tongue. “You’re using alcohol as a crutch. Using
it to mask your pain. Maybe it will take you waking up a few times in a pool of
your own vomit to realize what I see right now. Do you have any idea what
you’re doing to yourself? To those who love and care about you?”
    Alex’s lips twisted, his body going lax. “Why should I care?
I’ve seen how people who say they love me treat my emotions.”
    “Not everyone is Vivian, Alex. Not everyone is as selfish as
she is.”
    “So I’m not allowed to be selfish once in my life?”
    The hatred flowing through his eyes pained her. She wanted
him to be able to comprehend even just a small portion of what she was going
through watching him. “You’re being destructive—not selfish. Big fucking
difference.” She slid her hand over her jaw, cradling it in her palm.