And it’s scary.
What’s especially scary is the way I feel empty when he walks away. That should be the most concerning thing out of all of this. I never felt anything like that with Brian. I shouldn’t be comparing things with Brian, but if what the girls said is true, and Breaker wants to move our friendship into a relationship, then Brian is the benchmark. And I’m coming to realize that it is a very low benchmark. He texted me again today, but that was it. I haven’t read any of his messages because, why bother? We’re done. End of story. No way would I feel this way if things ended with Breaker. And that’s what terrifies me.
I finish washing the pot, clear out the sink, and then wipe down the counters. When I glance up and don’t see Breaker at the dining room table, I call out, “Breaker?”
“In here,” he says from my bedroom.
Oh dear God.
What kind of dessert could we possibly have in the bedroom?
I tug on the hem of my shirt as I head toward his voice. That’s when I hear the bathtub filling with water. I poke my head around the corner to find Breaker turning off the faucet. The tub is full of water and topped off with bubbles, while candles provide the only light in the room.
“What’s this?” I ask, unsure of what else to say.
Breaker turns toward me, and my eyes immediately fall to his unbuttoned shirt and exposed chest and stomach.
“Bath time,” he says before walking up to me and taking the hem of my shirt in his hands. But he doesn’t pull up. He waits for me to give him the go-ahead. A part of me wonders what would happen if I walked away, but the other part of me—the desperate part of me—wants to see what he has in store.
So I lift my arms, and he slowly drags my shirt over my head and then drops it to the floor.
“Turn around,” he says.
And I do so.
He undoes my bra and lets it fall to the ground right before he drags my shorts and panties to the ground, leaving me completely naked.
His hands fall to my hips again as he presses his warm body against mine. His mouth caresses my cheek while his hands slide up my stomach to my breasts. Breaker seems to really like my breasts, which is definitely boosting my residual self-doubt from Brian’s lack of interest. Stop thinking about him. You have a hot-as-hell man touching your boobs.
“You’re so fucking addicting,” he says as he pinches my nipples.
My head falls back, and his lips find my neck. He trails kisses up the column and then back down while he plays with my nipples.
“Fuck,” I whisper as my body blazes.
“You like that, don’t you?”
I nod, not holding anything back, because I do. I like when he touches my breasts, when he plays with them, when his fingers pinch and pull on my nipples.
“Good. Now listen closely, Lia. I’m going to need you to slip into the bathtub, rest your head on the end, and spread your legs. Got it?”
I nod again and follow his instructions. He helps me into the tub, and I sink into the luxurious warm water.
“How does that feel?”
“Amazing,” I say as I get comfortable.
“Good.” He then reaches into a brown paper bag that I didn’t notice and pulls out a dildo. My eyes widen as he switches it on. The tubular part vibrates and rotates while a little part at the base flicks up and down.
Oh my God, is he going to use that on me?
My cheeks immediately flame as he sits on the edge of the tub.
“Have you ever used one of these before?”
“N-No,” I say nervously.
“It’s simple.” He brings it to the tub and parts the bubbles from my breast before letting it vibrate against my nipple. “You just stick this inside your delicious pussy and let it do all the work.”
“I-In the tub?”
“Yes.” He flips it off and drags it down my stomach, causing it to hollow out right before he lowers his hand into the water and runs the dildo along my pussy.
“What are you going to do?” I ask.
“Watch,” he answers simply. “Take my hand and help me guide it inside you.”
“But it’s so big.”
He catches my eyes as he says, “If you think this is big, wait until I let you have my cock. Now guide it in.”
Rocked by his words, I help him guide the dildo in, noting how it stretches me, but nothing painful. It just feels . . . incredible.
“How are you?”
“Fantastic.”
“Good. Hold it in place.” He switches it on, and I nearly fly out of the tub from the buzzing inside me and the clit stimulator on the outside.
“Oh my fuck,” I say as water sloshes around me, my legs clamping tight.
“Relax,” he says while pushing my chest down.
“But . . . oh my God, Breaker. It’s too much.”
“It’s not. Just relax.” He pinches my nipple, relaxing me immediately, which then intensifies the sensation between my legs.
“How?” I say as my head slowly moves from side to side.
“How what?” he asks as he releases my breasts and stands above me.
“How do you know what I need?”
I glance up to see his serious expression, hungry, greedy. “Because I know everything about you, Lia, even what will make you come.”
“You do,” I whisper as I sink into the water, letting the vibrator do the work. “It feels so good, like—” It turns off, and I look up at him to find him holding a remote. “What are you doing?” I ask.
“Controlling the situation.” And then he turns the vibrator back on, shocking me and causing my legs to spasm.
“Oh my God,” I moan.
The clit stimulator combined with the vibration is a sensation I’ve never experienced before, and I’m loving every second of it. Soaking it in, letting myself let go of all of my thoughts and concerns, focusing on how everything feels and the man in front of me, with his shirt open and his hungry eyes watching me.
“Play with your tits, Lia.”
His voice feels like a drug, seeping into my veins and governing my every movement. Without question, my hands travel up my body to my breasts, and I push them together. To keep the vibrator in place, I clench my legs together. Holy shit, that’s intense.
“Breaker,” I whisper as I run my fingers over my hardened nipples.
“Shit, you’re so hot,” he says as I hear him unzip his pants.
My eyes immediately open and fall to his waist as he reaches into his briefs and pulls out his long, thick cock.
Oh.
My.
Fuck.
Girthy.
Lengthy.
And so, so hard.
His gaze is on me as I take him all in.
My mouth waters, my legs quiver, and I know deep in my mind that I don’t think he could fit in me. There is no way.
“Breaker, you’re . . . you’re so big.”
“And fucking hard because of you.” He turns up the vibration on the remote, and my eyes squeeze shut as my body is rocked with pleasure.