Broken Beginnings (Citrus Cove, #1)

by Clio Evans

“It is crazy. Because if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you want me.” “I do want you. I want you like a garden wants the sun. When I see you, I can’t see anything else. I want you and no one else. Maybe I’ve always wanted you.”

“On my knees, sunshine. I’m begging you to let me take you on a picnic and spoil you and for you to let me take a ride in that Corvette.”

“I mean it, Hal. You’re so fucking beautiful it hurts. And you’re smart. Stubborn.” He lifted his hand slowly and slid it behind my neck. “All I want to do right now is kiss you.”

“More than you can imagine, sunshine. I might be easygoing, but I’ll put you on your knees and make you beg for my cock like a good girl any day of the week. But only if you want to.”

“How tinted are your windows?“ she asked. I let out a low growl. “As tinted as they can be legally.” “Can I touch you, Cam?” Every part of my body screamed yes. “I’m all yours, baby girl.”

“I can’t wait to taste you,” he growled. “God, I’m not going to make it home. Not if you keep touching me like this. I want to grab your hair and face fuck you.”

“I want to taste you,” he whispered. “Fuck,” I groaned. “I’m so wet.” “I know, baby. Keep going, we’re almost there.”

“Keep teasing, sunshine. Soon, you’ll be screaming my name so loud the heavens will hear you.”

“Condoms. Glove box.” “I’m on birth control.” He looked up at me, his eyes searching me. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” “I want you to come inside me,” I whispered. “But only if you also want that. If you don’t, then we can grab the condoms.” “Fuck,” he breathed out. I

“Sunshine, you have no idea how badly I want to shove my cock inside you and come.”

“I’m so close,” he rasped. “You feel so good.” “I want you to fill me,” I whimpered. “I am, sunshine. You’re going to take every fucking drop.”

“Are you going to come for me, baby?”

She collapsed against the shower wall, her eyes finally opening as if she were floating back down to earth. I lifted my fingers to my lips and sucked, the taste of her making me moan.

“I want you to spank me. Restrain me. Blindfold me. I want you to make me come so hard I feel like I’m dying. I want you to use me over and over again, Cam. I need you.”

“Come for me again. I want to feel you squeeze my cock as I come inside you.”

“I thought the plan was to eat.” “It was.” My grip tightened. I leaned down, my voice a soft growl in her ear. “But now, I think I’m going to drink our wine off your body and then fuck you so hard you beg me to stop.”

“Cameron Harlow, I need you to fuck my pussy and breed me like I’m your own personal slut. I want you to spank me so that when I sit at Honey’s table in the morning, I know that ache is because of you. I need you to fuck me, Cam.”

“So wet. Do you want to taste yourself? See what I’ve done to you, sunshine?”

sucked my juices off his finger. “I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered. “Keep sucking.”

This bastard had packed a bottle of lube. In our picnic basket. That turned me on.

“I’m so close,” I rasped. “I know, sunshine. I can feel you milking my cock, my desperate little whore.”

“I can’t believe you just fucked me in front of this tree.” He snorted. “This, of course, means you have to marry me.” “Oh yeah?” I asked, turning over to look at him. He was grinning, wearing the look of someone thoroughly satisfied. “Is this how you’re proposing to me, Cameron Harlow?” “Yes. No.” He chuckled. “You’ll know when I’m proposing to you, Hal. There won’t be any question about it.”

“I think it’s safe to say that you’re always welcome to take me on a picnic,” I said. “Excellent. Maybe next time, I’ll eat fruit off your nipples.”

I applied the sultry red, letting out a low moan. “I want you to suck my cock while wearing that.”

Cam’s eyes darkened, a low laugh leaving him. He gripped my jaw, drawing a whine from me as he forced my lips apart. He spat. I was shocked as his saliva hit my tongue, the action something that I never would have thought would turn me on the way it did. “Swallow,”

“I want you to stay. I want you to be with me. I want to build a life with you, whatever that means for us. But you know what? Even if you left tomorrow, I’d pack up my bags and go with you, Hal.”

“Yes, baby, it’s a promise. Now, spit on it.”

I slowly reached back, grabbing a pillow and tossing it at him. He caught it, bending it so that he could thrust his cock into it. I sucked in a breath as I watched him, realizing that this was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen in my entire life.

“Are you imagining filling me up? Giving me every drop of your cum?” “I’m imagining bending you over this bed and fucking your ass. I’m imagining taking you over and over again. I’m imagining spanking you as I fuck you. And I’m imagining giving you every fucking drop of my cum and getting you pregnant.” “Fuck,” I whispered. “Is that what you want? To get me pregnant…” “More than you know, sunshine,” he grunted. He

“Good boy,” I whispered. I blushed again, excited by saying such a thing. He moaned softly, relaxing into his seat. I watched as he lifted his hand to his lips, his tongue licking up his own cum. “Cam,” I breathed out. “What?” He smirked. “Isn’t that what you would do?” “Yes. I would…” “Then open your mouth,” he said. My eyes widened, but I did as he said. I parted my lips for him as he licked up the rest of his cum, but he didn’t swallow. Instead, he stood and walked to the edge of the bed, leaning over me. He gripped the headboard behind me, his face hovering right above mine. And then he spat his cum on my tongue. “Swallow,” he instructed. “This is what you do to me, sunshine. This is what you made me do.”

“I want you on our bed with your thighs spread. I want you to get the lube and work it into your pussy and ass for me. I have a surprise for you.”

“Fill me,” she moaned. “I want you to breed me like your own little slut.”

“My life is with you,” he said. “Wherever we are. Wherever we end up. I’m in it forever, Hal. I’m yours.”