Broken Pieces, L. S. [brene brown rising strong .txt] 📗

be at work any minute and would like to speak with me before going to the office.

I get inside the Bentley, put my ear buds on and dialed Carter's number. I started the engine as I waited for him to answer. After three rings he answered.

“Hey, baby” he greeted me.

I smiled, he's been out for four days and I missed him like crazy.

“I miss you,” he added.

“Me too,” I replied. “Are you on your way to the office?”

I turned northeast on Manhattan Beach Boulevard toward Manhattan Avenue.

“Yeah, I had Jim drive me to the office. My arm is killing me for hitting the gym last night.” he said.

Since he got very busy at work he hadn't had the time to work out which as much as possible he wants to do every day.

“You shouldn't force yourself so much,” I told him with concern. “What did you have for breakfast?”

It took a while before he was able to answer me. He isn't really a breakfast eater person but he is being left with no choice cause I am forcing him to.

“Some . . . pancakes?” he said unsure.

“I see, I think someone is lying and I wonder on when he is going to realize how a bad liar he is.” I said pretending to talk to myself.

I heard him laugh from the other line. I know he finds it amusing that I am pissed.

“I'm sorry babe, I woke up late and I have an early meeting so I didn’t have time to ask for room service,” he apologized with pleading voice. “I promised to get something when I get to the office,”

I sighed trying to hide my frustration.

“Alright, you promised?”

“Yeah, I promised. How's the beach?”

“Good, it was nice and I had fun,”

I felt him smiled.

“That's nice, you should spend time with your friends while I am away cause when I get back I'll lock you in our room and I'll fuck until you're sore.”

I felt the heat on my cheeks and I know I am red as a tomato now.

“Then you should go home soon,” I teased. “You know, I have been alone for days now”

“God Jillian, stop it! You're killing me.” he grunts. “Are you trying to make me hard when I am so close to the office?”

I smiled. I love my effect on him.

“I was just kidding, I'll see you on Friday or Saturday?” I asked.

“Yeah, maybe Saturday morning, I'll let you know.”

“Alright, see you then.”

“See you baby, I love you,”

I was silent for a while. I don't know how to respond, I don't want to say yes cause I don't want to lie but I don't want to say no cause the last I want to do is hurt his feelings.

“Me too.”

Then I took the ear buds off and focus on my driving. Martha is already in the house when I arrived. She was cooking another mouthwatering dish and she greeted me cheerfully. I want to offer some help but I was exhausted so I decided to go straight to our room and have some rest.

I put my bag on the study table, took my sundress off and lied on the bed with my eyes closed. My arms and feet are killing me for swimming non-stop and trying to keep Christy's pace. The girl is broken and she is trying to exhaust herself from non-getting off the water.

I almost found my slumber when my phone rang. I answered it without checking who it was and kept my eyes close. Maybe, it's Carter wanting to tell me he had breakfast.

“Jillian Winters,”

My body automatically sat up with my eyes widely opens when I heard that familiar angel-like voice. I wonder where she got my number.

“Adriana?”

“Yes, it's me, who else?” I can feel the stiffness in her voice.

I wonder what she wants this time. Her voice is a bit slurry so I am guessing she is drunk.

“How did you get my number?”

It's been a while since we cross paths and I am expecting to see her at the wedding so I was kind of preparing myself from her. I know she'll do everything to embarrass me in front of everyone at the event.

“Connections honey. By the way, I am just calling to tell that you should keep an eye on yourself cause you are going down,” she threatens me calmly.

I took a deep breath, I don’t where is she going with this? She is crazy and I don’t have the time to deal with her right now. I’ve seen this coming on the wedding event but not today.

“Did you hear me? You are going down. I’ll put you back to your place,” she added.

I am not going to step down her level especially with her current state. I don’t understand why she pushes herself to Carter this much. She is beautiful, intelligent and rich as hell so why doesn’t she just get over it and move on.

“Just get some sleep Adriana, I’ll see you around,” I said then turned end the call.

I felt a sudden pity for her, she loves Carter with all her heart but he is taking him for granted and giving all his love and attention to me who until now cannot figure out what I am feeling for him.

 

Friday after class I decided to just go home and instead of going out with Christy and Brooke. Honestly, I wasn’t in the mood all day because Carter’s flight was moved tomorrow morning instead of today but of course I won’t admit that with my girls, instead I made up some excuses of not feeling well. I don’t want to look like a hopeless romantic girl who cannot figure out her feelings towards the person she is living with but gets jealous when a beautiful real life Barbie doll follows him around like some stalker and miss him the hell much when he is away.

I am feeling exhausted for writing my paper, going shopping with Phoebe and texting Carter non-stop for the past few days. I am planning on just going straight to bed, maybe take a nap or soaked myself in a milk bath.

I opened the front door and I was surprised with who I saw sitting on the couch with a scotch on his hand. He was wearing a button-down sky blue shirt and khaki cargo shorts. He is looking good as usual and his skin was a little fairer than before. God I missed him so fucking much!

“Carter!!!” I squealed.

I didn’t help myself from shoving my bag off my shoulder and running towards him. He stood up and I wrapped my legs on his waist, not caring if Martha is around or if my sun dress was completely pulled up.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered as he buried his face on my neck.

“Me too.” I replied.

He kissed my lips, it was an intense kiss like he was so hungry for me. His hands were squeezing my butt while I tightly holding neck, pushing him to me. He lied me down on the couch and placed himself on top of me his hands caressing my leg sending shiver into my core.

“God, I can’t take this any longer” he growled.

He sat up and pulled his shirt over his head and presses his lips against mine again. He holds the hem of my dress trying to take off of me. I got alarmed cause Martha might see us, I was okay with her see us make out but not have sex.

“Martha might see us,” I whispered.

He smiled and kissed my neck, leaving wet marks on my skin.

“I sent her home early,” he said in between kisses.

I bit my lower lip as he pulled my dress over my head leaving me half naked with my undergarments. Then I remembered Marcus, he might still be here. Carter started kissing my ear lobe making me tingle in between my thighs.

“How about Marcus?” I asked trying not to sound moaning with the sensation he is giving me.

“Same” he answered and continues to lick my jaw.

He kissed my neck while unclasping my bra showing my breast and sucked them lightly. My nipples hardened as his cold tongue landed on my skin. God! It feels good. I’ve missed him so much. I’ve missed his mouth on my body. He sucked and licked my other nipple while his right hand went inside my panties and massaging my wet core.

I moaned loudly as he inserted a finger inside my hot flesh.

“God, baby, hearing your voice makes me fucking hard like a rock.” He grunts.

He started thrusting me on the inside with her finger going in and out. He went back to my lips and brushed his tongue on my lips, hungry for an entrance. I opened my mouth to taste his tongue as my hand reached for the button of his cargo shorts and unbuckling his belt. He kicked his shorts off together with his boxers. His hard erection sprung free in front of me. His hungry lips went into my breast again, then down to my stomach and belly button.

I arched my back when his mouth finally reached my swollen flesh. I got even wetter as he sucked my clit so hard I almost come in his mouth.

“You’re so wet baby,”

He continues to insert his finger while he suck and lick my core. I come in his mouth seconds after. He went back to my mouth making me taste myself and put his hardness on my entrance. I blinked and he was inside me making all the time we were apart worth waiting for.

“I’ve missed your tightness baby,”

My whole body shivers with every thrust he makes. I may not be in love with this man but I am definitely lusting about him. I don’t want any other man to be on top of me but him.

“Baby, on top,”

He sat on couch while I got up and sat on his lap, putting his erection into my entrance. I was pushing and pulling myself up and down feeling all of him inside me while he was sucking my breast.

We were moaning and grunting so loud not really caring if someone will hear us, all we want right now is to pay off all the time we’ve spent apart.

After a few hard thrust we both came together.

 

 

The next morningCarter and I woke up from the house phone ringing non-stop. Minutes before his cell phone ringtone was filling the room and when he turned it off the house phone took over. We’ve missed each other so much that we spent the whole night making love until we passed out from exhaustion.

“Fuck!” Carter cursed as he reached for the intercom.

I kept my eyes closed, my head hurts and I was sore too but its fine, last night was spectacular.

“What?”

I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed as I heard Carter’s angry voice towards the person on the other line. He walked to the balcony but I can still hear his loud voice.

“That’s ridiculous, how’d that even happen?” he asked.

I stood up and peaked on the balcony door with his back on me. I was wearing his button down shirt with nothing inside while he was only in his boxers. He turned around and I saw his frustrated and confused face.

“No, that’s not possible,” he said.

I don’t know who is he talking to and what made him upset early this morning.

“I’ll get back to you,” he said and then pressed a button on the intercom.

He walked back inside the room, put the intercom down the study table and sat on the bed with his hands folded on his arms. I went to him and sat beside him.

“What’s wrong?” I asked hesitantly.

When it comes to his business and work I try my best not to get involved. He turned to me and I saw the pain in his eyes. He put his left arm on my shoulder and pulled me into a hug and kisses my hair. His actions are confusing the hell out of me.

“Carter, please tell me what’s wrong,” I