Fractured Freedom

by Shain Rose

To all the good girls who know they’re going to Heaven … But want to feel the heat of Hell first.

I’d known his dick was going to be massive.

“It was never a competition between you and other women, Lilah. You know that, right?”

“Were you imagining me sliding my cock into this pretty pink pussy, Lamb?”

“Excited tonight, aren’t you? You’ve been waiting for this, picturing my hand getting coated in how wet you are, rubbing this perfect clit just right.”

“Bite that lip all you want, baby, but when I fuck you later, I’m going to bruise it so everyone knows it’s mine. Might as well give it a rest and just scream what you want me to do to you. Scream and beg me for what you want. Want me to work your pussy so my hand is drenched in you? You want to drip down my wrist as you come for me?”

“This is only the first high you’re going to hit with me, Lilah. I intend to have you come all over my face tonight too.”

Jesus, I knew Dante was going to be good in bed because women flocked to him. He looked like a freaking GQ model, but his dirty talk was something I wasn’t expecting.

“I have to put this pussy on a pedestal so I can eat like it’s on a platter, baby. Then I’m going to fuck you at just the right angle, make sure you remember who makes you feel this way.”

“This is how it’s supposed to feel. Like you were empty without me, like you were missing a piece of you and I just found the missing part.”

Delilah Hardy had owned my heart, and now I owned taking her virginity.

“I think I love you, Lamb. I think you’re the one thing I love too much to let go.”

I wasn’t always happy, wasn’t always perfect. I just didn’t share my sadness with any of them.

Money was power, and the Armanellis had most of it.

Getting over Delilah was something that took years. Hell, I’d been tortured, beaten, waterboarded. Still, nothing compared to her silence when I sent an email and she didn’t respond.

I’ve always wanted you, and I probably always will. And it’s your fault, Lilah. You dragged me down into that fucking hole, and now I can’t climb out.”

“Look at me, Lamb. If I don’t see your pretty eyes, you don’t see stars.”

“I’d have loved to be subjected to someone’s bullshit, but honestly, I’m happy I subjected you to mine first.”

“She’s a hot piece of ass, isn’t she? She hotter than Izzy?” “Say it again and I won’t be working on torturing anyone but you.”

I had all the women in the world, but the one I wanted was off-limits, and that just made me want to cross the line even more.

“Okay.” He narrowed his eyes in challenge. “What’s the self-help you’re reading today?” I bit my lip. “Well, the guy in this one explores temperature play with the main character.”

“Time for me to go read.” “I’m thinking I might enjoy reading with you,”

Happiness was fickle, though, and I’d been chasing it a long time.

I found my eyes drifting to the one thing I wasn’t supposed to indulge in that seemed to bring me all the happiness. Dante.

I needed to get over my trauma and move on.

Good food and good books are probably my favorite things.

There was a part of Dante I’d never seen, and even after all these years, I wanted to be greedy with him.

Even more, I wanted us to coexist here, and I wanted to be able to stand on my own without getting lost in this man. That might have meant seeing what I could handle with him, seeing what I was capable of.

“I intend to make you see that my torture for you is seduction, my punishment is pleasure, and you’ll only fear how much your body can take.”

Just like that. Good girl.

“Eyes on the stranger who knows your body better than you know yourself.”

She might have been screaming heaven like I’d delivered her there, but she didn’t know she was heaven.

“Move from that bed and I’ll fuck you back down onto it, Little Lamb. I try not to be the wolf around you, but there’s only so much restraint in me.”

I took one small rock that’d been deep inside her and put it in my mouth, sucked the taste off it, and moaned as I stared at her before dropping it back into the bag.

“Make sure you’re careful with what’s ultimately going to be mine.”

heaven had set off something in me that I didn’t need my body remembering right then. Dante and I shared that place, shared our own paradise away from the world. I hated how he’d done that to me, how I’d never share that place with anyone else.

“Quite frankly, she wasn’t loud enough. Considering I know exactly how she sounds when she wants someone to fuck her.”

“I don’t like another man’s mouth on you. I don’t like that I smell him here when I know it’s one of the most sensitive parts of your body.”

I didn’t have any energy to do anything but keep breathing. That in and of itself was almost too much.

“You walk out that door now, I’m going to have to chase you, Lamb. And I will catch you.” “What?” “Sit your ass on that counter and watch like you want to.”

Dante was the wolf. I was the lamb. He was the predator; I was the prey. I wanted to submit to him, and he knew it.

“Tie it so I can get to heaven, Lilah. If I don’t fuck you now, I’m going to turn into an animal.”

“Make me see stars in heaven, Dante Armanelli.”

“Don’t you get that you’re the heaven, Lamb? You’re the heaven.”

Our pieces, whatever we thought was ruined, somehow fit together to make something beautiful.

“I swear I belong in you forever. Nothing looks this good unless it’s meant to be.”

“Maybe I'm just as broken with my need for you.”

Dante Armanelli, what a man he was, giving me everything I wanted but nothing I needed.

“Go on your date. Bring him back to meet me, huh? Let’s see if he can make you forget the way your pussy feels with my cock in it.”

“But I can make you feel good right here, right now, on this island. You want to satisfy some kink and explore some fantasies with guys, we got water play right here.”