Broken Bad Boy

HAILEY

Percie looked right into my eyes, and my heart just broke to see how deep sadness lingered in. "Come home with me." "But Dad-"

"We would understand. I'll take the fall." He took a deep breath, not breaking eye contact. "I need you right now." He pressed his lips against my forehead. "I-I thought I'd lost you. I couldn't watch it again. You couldn't know the feeling of watching someone you love someone you cared about slipping through your finger-or through your sight until they're gone. And I'd rather die before I'd go through that again, Hailey."

I nodded, and I didn't know if I should answer or kiss him again.

"Don't ever do that stupid heroism again. Come with me. I need to feel you because right now, I feel like I'm still dreaming of you that every time I want to reach out to you, you slip through my grasp."

I cupped his face. "I'm here. I'm alive. I'm right here with you."

"Please?"

The ride was taking us so long to arrive at our apartment. My hand is in his grip, he wouldn't let it go. He sometimes caressed it or planted them to his lips and kissed each knuckle.

He was still shaking with what happened earlier, so did I. I couldn't believe what I had done. I couldn't believe that I was this person-but I loved who I was right now-strong-willed.

I gripped his hand as soon it trembled while he was inserting the key to its keyhole.

"Let me." I helped him unlock the door.

Once we were inside, he wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my head.

I turned around and tiptoed to kiss his lips. "I was scared. I was scared of making my own decisions. But when I saw what they were doing to Lexie, something had snapped me out of my box. All I could think was to save Lexie. I'm sorry if made you worry."

He held my hand and placed it on his chest, where his heart laid and nodded.

I tiptoed again. Before I could kiss Percie, his eyes lit up as if his primal instincts kicked in-he cupped the back of my head and crushed his mouth into mine, ravaging me like I was his last meal.

I took the gasp in, kissing him back like I meant to be since I saw the pain in those eyes.

I sagged. A moan rippled through me as Percie thrust his tongue inside my mouth, making me ache for more.

I arched my back, pressed my body, my breasts against him, seeking the relief of pain and the throb between my thighs.

When he broke, I woke to a bucket of cold water pouring down on me.

Quite the opposite of what I saw in his eyes, though-they were brewing with lust and anticipation.

Before I could say something, he held my hand, and I followed him to wherever he led me to his bedroom.

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I swallowed hard once we were inside, and he shut the door closed. I had run out of ideas of what to do or say next and waited for his command.

I stood in front of him as he slipped his shoes off, then he knelt to unzip my boots and took them off one by one. He then looked at me, slowly rising at my level.

He touched my hair, slipping his fingers through its strands. "You look beautiful. I hope you did not do it for me, or other guys, but for yourself. Anyhow, you still look beautiful with your old hairstyle, even if you're bald or with greying hair. Your beauty shines from within you, Lee."

I remained speechless, butterflies in my belly flapping erratically.

He pulled his shirt off, still making me gasp every time I saw these rock-hard abs. My fingers itched to touch.

I held my breath as he took a step closer. Slowly, he leaned over. The anticipation was killing me every second.

Before our lips touched, he whispered, "I was wrong to wait for the right time. When there was no right time. The moment I saw you with a bloody nose, I wanted to kill myself, but then I still don't wanna die until I have you and make you feel good you won't ever forget for the rest of your life."

A smile tilted my lips. "Though I wasn't good enough for you."

He glared down at me. "You're not serious."

"Then show me how you wanna make me feel."

He crushed his lips into mine. I kissed him back, unable to hide my hunger. I traced my fingers against the skin of his block of abs, up to his broad chest. His muscles like cut granite contracted against my touch. My hands traveled up to his back while his hand slipped through the edge of my shirt.

I raised my arms, and he pulled it over my head. I was wearing the new set of red underwear I bought today.

He licked his dry lips.

I unbuttoned my shorts, let them drop down my ankles.

He let go a shuddering breath this time, then guided me to his bed.

Before he crawled down, he stared at me. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. I wasn't aware I was gripping his sheets when he shredded the rest of his clothes, leaving his boxers on. But I could feel and see what was beneath. His bulge was prominent, protruding, and it had me thinking if it would fit. He has a little monster in him.

I was snapped out of my stupor by a kiss. "You can always change your mind."

"I won't." I held my breath as he unclasped my bra, freeing, and exposing my breasts for the first time.

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"Gorgeous." His voice was raspier. He lowered his head to kiss my neck, down to my collar bone. Then he flicked his tongue on my peak nipple.

I gasped and arched my back, attempting to push my heated flesh into his mouth- he granted my inner thoughts-capturing it into his mouth.

He licked, traced, and laved it like his favorite ice cream. He did the same to another, leaving me writhing under him. At last, he sucked it hard, sending bolts of electric lightning right through my core. Then his teeth grazed and scraped against my flesh in a delicious way.

He then left my sensitive peaks, hardened against the cold. He traced his tongue down my belly, licking my navel.

I moaned again.

The trust and intimacy between us made me comfortable in his bed. He then stopped just at the edge of my panties.

I remained quiet as he slipped his fingers through my panties, pulling them down my feet. He then dragged his kisses from my toes to my legs, up to my thighs.

I gasped in shock. My eyes grew wide as Percie pulled his boxers down. He stood there naked and proud, fisting his massive monster.

When he crawled back down to me, he bent my leg, spreading me. "I could smell how wet you are, Lee. But I still have to prepare and ready you." He dragged his finger from my pubic down to my wet slit.

I nodded. I lost my voice. All I could think of was how good would this feel when he was inside me.

"Word, Lee."

"Y-yes."

He finally moved his finger down my nub that had me gasp at how sensitive it was. He kissed me slowly as he moved the pad of thumb up and down my slit until it coated with my wetness. Slowly, he inserted and glided a finger into me. I could feel how tight I was or how thick his finger was, but it didn't hurt. In fact, I started to move my hips up to match his rhythm.

"Feels good." I moaned to our mouths. He moaned too.

He added another finger. This time, I arched my back as the extreme pleasure intensified.

"Oh, god." I broke the kiss to breathe.

Before I could fly high, he pulled his fingers, bent down, and licked and sucked the center of my entrance, and ate like his last meal-as if his life depended on it.

I cried in pleasure.

Before I could take another cry, he hovered me and covered my cry with his mouth, kissing me passionately as he allowed me to hold his steely length. It jerked against my grip, and he hissed as I squeezed him and guided him to an aching

core.

He was really big and long.

He slowly positioned himself. Before he could push down, he flipped us and laid us back down. "I want you to be in control, Lee. Take control, sweetheart."

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I lowered my head and kissed him as I slowly guided him inside. We moaned as his crown notched into my slick entrance. It stung a little bit, it stretched, and I felt so full as his crown sunk inside me.

"Take it slow, Lee. Take the time to adjust, how deep you want, the angle you can take me."

"I want you to be inside me now."

"As long as I won't hurt you."

I lifted my hips a little bit, and we watched his length deep in me in an excruciating inch by inch.

I let go of a shuddering breath.

"You okay?" He rushed out his words through gritted teeth.

"Yes." I panted. I was seated on him completely. I slowly lifted myself, and I could feel every inch of him pulling out of me. Then I sat back down, causing him to blow a few breaths out.

"Fuck." He groaned.

Am I not doing it right?

He flipped us again. "I don't wanna come before you, sweetheart. Wrap your legs around me. Tell me if it's too much, and I'll stop right away."

"Please, Percie," I begged.

He moved before I could even finish his name. It was slow at first. As soon as I tightened my legs around him, he sped up and pound into me over and over again.

"Oh god!" I was delirious. My nails dug into his back. I was so wet I could hear our flesh slapping, our moans, his curses, my prayers. The tight grip of my inner walls I could feel dragging against his length every time he thrust. I felt I start pulsing.

My muscles tightened.

Every inch of my skin tingled.

"I'm close too, sweetheart." He slipped his hand between our slick bodies, rubbed my clit, and I thought I exploded.

"Oh god!" I threw my head back, quivered, screamed his name as I raptured into a million pieces.

Percie pulled me into a hug, murmured sweet words, and roared as he emptied inside me. He was still catching his breathes, moving at a lazy languid pace until I calmed in his arms.

He lifted his head, kissing me slowly, deeply, and it felt like he wanted to tell me something.