Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 200

None of us were speaking when he walked out of the elevator, and I wasn't scared, not for a second when he was with me. I was trying to get my keys out of the small bag when he stopped my hands, shaking the slightest, betraying me when I looked up, seeing his

face again, making me feel better. He wasn't going to hurt me; he never did.

I did a small smile he didn't reply when his hand reached out, taking my keys and unlocking my door before putting me down gently, making me curse; I hated that I was hurt like it was some f*****g curse I had over me anytime I wanted to f**k him, I was injured in some f*****g way. "Thanks..." I was letting the air out of my lungs when I limped inside, having him follow me, suddenly feeling more f*****g nervous than I had done in a long time having the tall guy behind me that I knew was going to make me feel so f*****g good and bad at the same time.

"Sure..." he said, held back like he didn't really want to talk, and I wasn't going to force him; he wanted to f**k me, and that was it; so much for f*****g soulmates when I was over by the bathroom, wanting to get my dress off and at least wash my face when his eyes followed me like he knew that and he didn't want to let me out of his sight for even one second, no matter how stupid it was.

I was already opening the door, showing him to get inside too, when he gave a small nod as he got it, following me. I stared at myself for the shortest second before turning back to him, closing the door like we weren't alone, no matter how many toys were scattered.

"Could you...?" I was showing him the zipper when he made another nod, walking the two steps he needed to get close to me and making me shiver when his hands were on my shoulders, taking his time to replace the small hidden zipper that he was pulling down slowly, sparking tingles all over my back and right down to my core, already starting to feel the wetness that was making me want him to hurry up. Still, I didn't say shit because I didn't want to, like him.

My dress getting tugged down was the sexist thing I had felt for what felt like a lifetime when he was softly kissing my shoulders, making me lean more back against the hard body that was underneath the hoodie that he still was wearing, making me gasp from the hard snap of my bra being unlatched and dragged off my body when he spun me around, leaving me naked against him still being fully dressed in just my soaked panties.

"Jonah..." I was taking heavy breaths already, seeing his eyes burning over what he was seeing, leaning closer and making me do a slight moan feeling his d**k that was pushing against my stomach that wasn't perfect, and still, he was devouring every part of me like h couldn't get enough making me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Fucking beautiful..." he was whispering it when I made a real smile hearing that, losing whatever scorn I had felt for him when he was looking at me like that, like he meant every f*****g word that was leaving his temping lips that made me lick my own ones, wanting him to kiss me, touch me and make me forget that there was a world outside this place.

"Jonah.... Please..." I was telling him to hurry up, and he never did. I don't even know why I was asking him to do it. He would be gone when this was over and still here. I was soo f*****g eager to feel his d**k inside of me, wanting him to make me c*m the way only he could do to me.

"Andrea shut the fuck up...." He smirked when I did one back. So what? He told me to shut up, and I never did, and he knew that, and still, he tried.

"What do you want me to do, huh? You want me to blow that big, beautiful d**k of yours? I bet it f*****g missed me...." I was going for his trainers, knowing that it was easy to get a hold of that big bulge that he wasn't hiding, f**k I don't think he even was hiding it when he walked over the parking lot, that cocky fucker.

"Who the fuck told you that you could do that? you know the rules.... His voice went deeper again, making me feel the vibrations of my pussy clenching even hard, fuck! He was doing that on purpose, and he knew it when he was holding my wrist the same way he didn't in the car. Still, this time it was more playful when I didn't try to get away; I didn't want to when I was still holding my breath, waiting for his words. No matter what, I was going to do it.

"Get inside the fucking shower, now!" I made another gasp feeling him letting me go fast, only to feel the sting when my panties were being torn on each side, Jonah dragging them slowly across my pussy, making me moan slowly from the slight pressure that was making me wetter than I already was, to the hard burning eyes watching me when he made another tug, ripping the complete off me to my hard shocked breath.

"Fuck!" I was hissing, still too stunned over what he had done; it was turning me on even more when I felt his hand on my back, pushing me slightly back into the shower had turned on, making me pant from the hot water showering my body, scorning me from the way his hand was still on my backside, not giving a shit if he got drenched in the process of guiding me inside the small space.

His eyes were still on mine when I was panting from the warmth rushing my body, having his arms still holding me against the wall when I wasn't moving; I wouldn't, not until he told me to when he was looking like he was trying so hard not just give into me and f**k me hard against the tile, of f**k I wanted that so bad!

"Turn around...." He had a slightest softer voice when I was nodding, turning with his help, still alone in the shower naked when he was still having all his clothes on still when I felt the cold substance over my hair, making me moan louder to the long fingers that were massing my scalp with shampoo that made me start relaxing closing my eyes from the hot water.

"I like it like this... you better not fucking cut it off..." I made a snicker hearing that when Jonah was following my hair that was going down my back, along with the shiver when his tip was nudging my skin like he was doing it on purpose, f**k he was good at that, whatever the f**k he was doing.

"Andrea, are you listening to me?" He was closer, the sound of his voice being drowned out but the water, when I felt the slight tug of my hair being pulled back to my sigh of the small searing it was leaving in my scalp, oh god he was going to kill me if he kept this up!

"Yes... yes, I won't fucking cut it...." I was trying so hard not to turn around and push myself on him, forcing him into the shower when he still was outside, only having his arms inside and still untangling my long dark hair carefully with his hands to my pleasure. "I'm serious; I don't want to see you fucking bleach it or any shit like that. I want you looking just like you are, no fucking fake shit...." Jonah was done and turned me around, making me lose the grin that was on my face when he was serious. It was making me want him even more. Shit, I really was so messed up, wasn't I?

"I won't cut it, okay baby?" He flinched, hearing me say that, like he didn't want to listen. Still, I didn't care, he never had stopped me before, and it sure wasn't stopping right now when I was standing here naked and waiting on him, still not being fast enough to cover the hurt that word came with.

He didn't answer, helping me back out again into the cold air when my chest was against him, making him do another groin feeling my hard nipples poking him hard when he was holding a towel, drying me off fast and stopping only when I made a moan when he was around my a*s that he was firmly squeezing just because he wanted to make smirk that would have made me start to laugh if I wasn't so f*****g horny for him.

"The bedroom is to the left...." I was saying it wanted him to take me there like he wasn't still lost in how much I was pushing my ass against his dick when he was behind me, moving around and getting me to start to lose control feeling the slight tugs of the rough towel that was scrubbing my skin gentle, leaving me red when he made a nod, getting up from his crouched stance and making me take a deep breath, feeling the warm hands taking hold of my legs and back, hoisting me up like I was nothing.

He was carrying me bridal style out of the bathroom, looking over to the left, not meeting my eyes when I felt slightly sad, knowing that this was the only way he would hold me like this. We were never getting married, and him believing that was a fuckin illusion, and he knew that now... shit time really had changed us both.

The air was colder, making me shiver more when he walked out the hallway, fingers digging into my skin, making everything feel better when he turned, seeing my bedroom that was a mess, he didn't care, walking over the clothes and toys scattered all over the place, drawing Kira had left and everything else that I couldn't keep track on, he wasn't here for that, not today.

I whined when he put me down on the bed, unable to stop it when I was still naked, feeling his hands leave me.

I felt vulnerable when he was close, and I wasn't surrounded by water, lying on my bed and watching him stare at me like he didn't know what would happen now and I didn't either; this was it. No more excuses or backing away. He was either going to fuck me or not. "Get on your back. I want to see that pussy...." He wasn't getting anything off when I made gasp hearing that, his voice demeaning me to listen when I was adjusting myself, wanting nothing more than for him to take his clothes off and get down with me. Most of all f**k me like he had promised me when he told me he was going to punish me.

"Yes, Jonah..." I made a sigh when I was taking one leg at a time and pulling my thighs apart, knowing that it was killing him seeing me like this, legs apart and staring at him with hunger in my eyes, wanting nothing more than him to come over and stop fucking standing like a damn statute, still not sure if he was ready for what was coming next.

"fuck... look at that.... You really have nice pussy, baby; it still looks like I want to fucking eat you out...I know he saw my pussy twitch hearing that when Buck never did that. He did, but only when I asked him, and it was nothing like Jonah that wanted it, staring right back with the same hunger that was tearing my body from his hard gaze.

"You want me to eat you, Andrea, is that it?" He was looking calmer when I made a when hearing that, fuck yes, I did, and he knew that, being a fucking tease like he always was!

"Rules, Andrea... you know the fucking rules by now, baby, or do I need to remind you that I don't like it when you don't answer me with words?" He was leaning over me, still lying on the bed, arms crossed and smirking, knowing that I just wanted him to eat me, f**k me, something, and he was toying with me, the fucker!

"Yes! Yes, I want you to fucking lick my pussy, Jonah!" I was snapping back, not being able to stop it before feeling a hard slap on my thigh, making me moan from the hard pain it was giving me, fuck, that got me good; it always did!

"Fuck!" I was hissing it when he was closer, making me even more on edge when he was going to do something more. I just hoped that it was going to make me feel just as good as him tearing my panties of had felt like.

"Good girl..." I gasped hearing that when Jonah was going down on me, his hands on my boobs, squeezing them firmly to my restlessness when I was staring at him doing it, still leaning over me with all his height and looking at me like he was going to make me scream, oh god I was hoping for that!

"Now... what do you want me to do, Andrea?" I was still trying not to lose myself in the hard green-blue eyes piercing my should when I made a slight shake of my head, now knowing if I could even answer him anymore, my body trembling from the ache coming from my p***y and the straps that were coming from his hoodie nudging my skin to the point that I was cringing every time the grazed my skin covered in goosebumps.

"Please, please eat my pussy... I'm begging you, baby...." I was biting my lips, making it harder for him even more when I had my arms behind my head, hair sprawled out over the bed, same as my legs, and he wasn't going to hold for much longer.

"Fuck! I love that..." he was going down on me way faster than he had planned. We both knew it when I was snickering only to stop feeling the hot breath on my parting when he wasn't waiting anymore for my pleasure, feeling my legs being pushed apart more by the strong hands holding me apart for him, making me moan loud over the entire apartment when his moth finally was on my p***y. His tongue stroked the outside, working his way inside slowly, no matter how much I was wringing in his hold. "Oh god! Jonah!" I was pushing my hips against him, arching my back, sensing the hard waves of my orgasm that were getting closer. He felt it hadn't even been that hard for him, making me realize how f*****g lonely I was, f**k.

"Rules, Andrea, fucking rules!" He was tilting his head up for a second, taking air when I couldn't breathe, feeling the growing force coming out of my body when I felt another hard smack on my thigh, making me wake up from the pain it was giving me. Rules? F**k I just wanted to c*m and forget everything!

"Andrea?!" Jonah was up again from being between my thighs when I took a deep breath, about to cum when he smacked me again, stopping like he wasn't going to push me over the edge if I didn't fucking listen to him.

"Oh god... yes... yes... please don't stop baby... "I was still unsure what he wanted from me when he stopped, and I looked down at him. What was it then? Did he want me to beg like I wasn't already doing that?

"I can feel that you are fucking close, and you are not even telling me! That's a fucking spanking right there!" he did to be upset when I took a deep breath hearing that, omg yes!

"Do it, fucking spank me!" I was saying it between the deep sharp breaths I was taking when he made a frown at me, wanting that. Yeah, I wasn't scared of that anymore; that was nothing compared to the shit I've been around, and I fucking liked it! "I'm not going to fucking do it; those are not the rules!" Jonah made a sneer like I was making him upset, not wanting to play along the same way when I made shrug at the, so what? This wasn't about what he wanted anymore; I wanted things too. "Fuck the rules, Jonah... just fucking spank me and fuck me as you came here to do, alright baby?" I was still breathing fast from the hard throbbing of my pussy not getting released when his face got darkener, making me smirk more; there he was... there was that fucker that wanted to go harder on me, and he was too scared to let him out since we hadn't done this for a long time. f*****g me at Sarah's house didn't even count.

"You sure... I'm fucking angry as hell at you...." He was warning me when I didn't care, let him be pissed at me. I wasn't fucking happy with him either; as a matter of fact, a part of me hated him so bad, and I was sure he was feeling the same way. "Okay, fine... you know what? If you want it like that, no more fucking foreplay..." he made a gesture at me when I made a small gulp hearing that, I like that and he knew that; it just was frustration, having him right here and not being able to feel him. He was getting his clothes off, tossing them beside him like he still was pissed when I was gawking at him. He looked amazing, still working out, no doubt, with the six-pack going down to a hard V-shape and showing me that he was going to f**k me. I couldn't wait for it to happen!

"Jonah...omg..." I was dragging myself back on the bed, having him follow me, hunting me like an animal, when he pushed me down the last part, making me lose my breath from that hard, angry stare and him being naked against me, my skin melting against his when I was on my back, having him in-between my legs and just feeling the hard d**k that was rubbing me slowly like he couldn't f*****g help it, wanting to f**k me just as bad as like I wanted him.

"Kiss me......." I was demanding it when he stopped like that was the bad part of what where were doing. He wanted to kiss me, and his d**k was going to make me c*m, and this was what stopped him?!

"No." He frowned, being serious, staring down at me, making me feel so fucking hurt, and he knew that he didn't want to kiss me... f**k... I was about to tell him that he could get out when I made a gasp instead, feeling his dick pushing inside of me to the point that I was filled up completely. Holy shit!

"I won't fucking kiss you... that is not what this is...." Jonah made another thrust when I couldn't answer. He knew that feeling my pussy clench around him hard, taking him f*****g hostage when he was back inside me again, all the way making me want to die from the intense ache in my core, wanting him to f**k me faster, harder, everything!

"I just want to fuck you!" I wasn't listening anymore to his hoarse voice when he was thrusting me harder, my long nails scratching at his muscular back hard when I felt the sharp pain of the teeth giving me nibbles all over my neck, having my eyes close and just wanting him to go harder on me, wanting everything he could give me!

"Oh god! Oh, fucking God, just fuck me!" I was screeching it, knowing in the back of my mind that it was all over the building, but I didn't care. I just wanted to feel something!

My body convulsed hard under him when my core released the hard pressure making me scream even louder, mixing with the moans coming from Jonah when he was holding my shoulders down, giving the last thrusts and following me when I still was moaning, eyes close and shaking from the hard tremble when my mind was gone, drowned and never coming back again!

"Fuck... fuck...." Jonah was panting, having his head in my neck when we didn't move. I was still having my eyes close and just riding the hard wave of him making me c*m, omg that was still so f*****g amazing!

"Shit... that was so fucking good....omg...." I was still not being able to move a muscle, my body shutting down after what he had done to me, fucking me to the point that I was losing the last part of my sanity and just melting away underneath his warm body, still on top of mine.