Broken
by DigitalAngelKC

Chapter two: The Experiment

Jeff, or Nero as she addressed him, and Ana kept talking and laughing; they never started playing with the Game Cube. They touched some of the major points of interest - music, sports, family and fun. At some point in the night, the lights were turned off with the TV still on and giving off some light. They were no longer sitting but rather lying on the bed.

Jeff looked over at the clock as Ana yawned, "Wow, it's 3:17; Matt usually gets tired by now He's old you know." He smiled and looked at Ana and saw that her eyes were drooping shut. He started singing softly, "Everything's so blurry, and everyone's so fake; and everybody's empty, and everything is so messed up"

"I like that song." Ana yawned very slowly and softly. She skipped to the next verse, "Everyone is changing"

"there's no one left that's real " they both sang.

"to make up your own ending, and let me know just how you feel," Jeff continued. "Cuz I am lost without you I cannot live at all, my whole world surrounds you I stumble then I crawl" and Ana was asleep. Jeff closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. But he couldn't; he was having fun replying certain conversations in him mind. And then he started thinking about her pulling that shirt on - her shoulder, her stomach her breasts. Then he remembered her tattoo. They hadn't talked about tattoos. He was very much obsessed now with her tattoo. What could it be? he kept thinking. He turned his head and noticed how beautiful she looked while she slept. Her mouth was open slightly - her lips were moist he wanted to kiss her - he wanted to taste her.

A few minutes later, loud voices could be heard in the hall. Ana opened an eye, looked at Jeff and then looked at the closed door. The talking and laughter was getting louder. "We need a quiet place to sleep, don't we?" Jeff whispered.

"Common, follow me." Ana got up, and followed Jeff out the door. The laughter was coming from Jeff's friends as well as Ana's friends. They slipped out the opposite end of the hall to the stair way. Ana was now awake and attentive as they tip-toed down the stairs. At a landing half way between floors eight and seven, Jeff stopped and turned to face Ana.

"Do you have, ah, I mean, are you seeing anyone?" Jeff asked curiously.

"No, why? Are you?"

"Just curious. No. Do you have a tattoo?"

"Yes. Do you Nero?"

"Yes. What's it of?"

"Ancient Celtic design, why? What's yours?" she smiled. This was becoming a game.

"Just curious. Japanese Characters engulfed in flames" He pulled up his sleeve and showed her his tattoo.

"It's, um, ugly." She giggled and Jeff gave her a smart-ass smile. There was silence. Jeff wanted to kiss her in the worst way and Ana could feel the sexual tension oozing from Jeff, but wasn't sure what to do. Ana blushed and looked down the stairs. "Um, are we going much further? I'm getting cold in here." She said to break the silence. Jeff immediately started taking off his shirt. He had the hardest time getting his shirt off, so he was moving slowly. She watched him intently, maneuvering his arms and the shirt off his body. His white tank had traveled up his chest. She took the opportunity to check him out more thoroughly. He gave her his shirt and she smiled. "Thanks." Wicked he's not just nice, but he's a real gentlemen Ana thought. She thought she'd have to drop her percentage of guys she hated by one. This guy is something else.

She put on his shirt and made sure to inhale his scent. He smelled good. Ana now led the way down more flights of stairs; and stopped when they reached the garage level. It was a small entry room; the stairs were on the right, behind them, the door was to the left in front of them and there a little wall and floor to the left of them, which wrapped around to behind the stairs. The room was stark white but dirty.

Ana went to open the door but Jeff, from behind, kept the door closed. She whipped around. There was the sexual tension with the awkward silence again. She looked at Jeff, into his eyes; she just stared at them. She felt a rush as though she had been beamed through his life to his soul. She saw a radiant bluish-green glow in front of her. She welcomed the energy force, closed her eyes and she felt his spirit engulfed her. She moaned and opened her eyes to find Jeff still hovering inches in front of her.

"I wonder" she thought aloud, but softly. Ana quickly grabbed a belt buckle loop with each index finger and jerked him to her. He moaned with pain as he went for her lips. She welcomed his tongue with increased sucking in a massaging manner. Ana then began to push Jeff backwards as he tried to take off her top layer, his shirt. Her hands were around his neck, kneading and massaging it. At his failure to take off her clothing quickly, Ana stopped playing with his neck and took off the top shirt while still managing to kiss Jeff. Just then Jeff's back smacked into the wall and caused him some great distress at which he reacted by whipping his head back. His head, too, hit the wall with a SMACK! He lost his balance and slid down. Ana tried to catch him, but only managed to keep him from falling fast.
She knelt, one knee between his legs. "Are you alright Nero?" She whispered in a panic.

Every time the name Nero left her lips, he felt a rush of excitement; so he quickly grabbed her hand and said, "That hurt. Perhaps we shouldn't, um, continue to go at like that, but..."

"I'm sorry," she interrupted as she started to kiss his hand. She moved up his arm to his collar bone and neck. She moved over to his lips but didn't continue to kiss him - she just hovered. He could feel her energy and longed for her lips to touch his skin again. "Do you want me to stop?" She slowly asked in the faintest whisper. "I could stop if you ask me to" She moved her mouth to his ear. Still in the softest voice she could make, "Or I could continue and see where that takes us."

Jeff was not expecting her aggression. He thought she was the innocent type that he would corrupt, not the other way around. He welcomed her as being in control, as it was a turn on from her. He closed his eyes and his hand went under her shirt. Her back felt cold but soft to his touch; it sent shivers up her spine.

She kissed his ear and nibbled on it before starting back to lips. She liked teasing him, it was a turn on for her and for him, she suspected. She moved her eye to his and fluttered her eye lash - giving him butterfly kisses, which sent shivers down Jeff's spine. He pulled her closer to him, but up slightly so her chest was in his reach. He started kissing her neck and moved to her chest that was revealed by the shirt.

She didn't want him to be in control of her experiment so she quickly moved, despite the satisfaction she received from his lips. She took her hair down then said in his ear, in a soft, raspy voice, "I want to take off your shirt, Nero."

Her hands slid from his shoulders to his biceps back to his shoulders and down and round his pecks. She felt his nipple erection and knew he was enjoying her teasing. She slid her cold hands under his shirt where her hands glided from his stomach to his peck again, mean while his shirt was coming up gently. Ana stopped being sexual to help Jeff take off his shirt as she didn't want to cause him extra pain with his broken ribs. She made him take off his left side first so it would be easier for him to move the shirt off his barely mobile right side. He was small for what her idea of a wrestler should be. He was tall, yes, but not bulging with muscles. His arms and shoulders had nice definition and he was skinny - the skin on his stomach rippled where his upper torso met his lower body. His body was very pleasing to her eyes.
It was the first time she had found a guy attractive since she was raped, beaten and left for dead almost six years ago. She felt almost normal again. She didn't consider herself a lesbian, even though she kind of dated other girls. She would hang out and do "date" things with her friends, but she never wanted anything physical from her girl friends - it repulsed her just as much as guys and their penis repulsed her. But she did find other girls attractive, and to this point she really hadn't found a guy she was attracted to. She looked at this situation as an experiment.

She leaned down to kiss Jeff his tender lips, but at the last minute made a drastic change of direction to his color bone. His left hand landed in her hair and his right hand on her hip, as it required less movement. She kissed and sucked his neck and slowly moved to his should then slowly down to the middle of his chest. Meanwhile he was stroking her hair and messaging the back of her head where it met her neck. She stopped with her actions because she was enjoying his touch. Continuing with his, he slowly guided her head back up to his - he was dying to kiss her again. He hadn't been kissed like that in a long time - if ever - and he wanted more.

When Ana realized where she was headed, she ducked down and got out of Jeff's grasp. Although she wanted it almost as badly as he did, she was nervous. She had never kissed anyone like that before. She thought she would have either exploded in his mouth or sucked him down her throat; and this scared her. She returned to her point of departure from Jeff's body - the middle of chest, just below his pecks. She started kissing and sucking again; she slowly made her way to his rippled stomach. Here, she had something to play with in her mouth. She grabbed some skin in her mouth and pulled while sucking. She moved slightly to the right and gave him a small bite.

"Ouch" Jeff moaned.

At this comment she looked up at him and gave him a guilty grin. She continued, and moved down slower and slower. His body welcomed the stimulant more and more as she moved down. When her chin hit the top of his pants, she stopped and looked up at him.

"Lie down" she commanded and Jeff, not know what to expect, did as she instructed. She helped him move away from the wall so he could lay back.

"What are you going to do?" He asked before he put his head down. Ana didn't respond in words, but rather by placing her finger over his lips, a move she realized was bad as he took it into his mouth. Still straddled over Jeff waist, she pushed his head down and away from her finger. She pushed her hair up over the top of her head, so as she began her kissing and sucking journey back at his chest, her hair would tickle him. And being on the cold cement ground made him ten times more receptive to stimulant. Jeff's left hand went under her shirt while his right hand found its home on her hip again. While she was on her journey, Jeff's hand was rubbing and kneading her back. When Ana's mouth reached his lower stomach while her hair delighted his throbbing nipples, Jeff's hand was out from under her shirt and off her hip, as his arms could only reach so far. Needing to release the tension she had just caused, he hoped her back would be in his grasp quickly; which it was because she licked his torso, starting from his lower stomach and ending at his shoulder. By the time her tongue reached his left peck, his hand had found their respective homes on her body. And by the time her tongue had reached his shoulder, he was able to scratch his nails down her back. This stimulated her hormones to rush over her; she let out a soft moan. Hearing this, he scrapped his nails up her back, causing her to move more closely to his body.

"Glad to see I've finally had a little effect on you." Jeff whispered in her ear.

"Trust me; you've had more than a little effect on me." She confessed. But he didn't know what she had meant because he replied, "I haven't done anything - why won't you let me kiss you or anything? There are two of us, and I want to pleasure you the way you've given me pleasure."

Ana blushed at this comment. It was one thing to have given a guy pleasure willingly and another thing for the guy to want to give her pleasure in return. "Kiss me? How would you like to kiss me? And I'm a 'show me' type of person, not a 'tell me'." She winked at him and smiled.

He grabbed her head with both his hand, causing sudden motion with his ribs. But this didn't hurt him in a bad way, it was more of a pleasure pain. He pulled her down to him and gave her a gentle kiss. His lips felt warm and moist. She wanted to ravage his mouth with hers, but she let him do the work this time - finally giving in to his longing for her mouth. The next kiss was slight more open with a little sucking; it was still gentle but it lasted longer. He gave her another kiss the same way. She loved the way his lips felt against hers. He could feel her longing for more than what he was giving her and sensing this, he played with her. He wanted to roll over and have the power over her, but she wouldn't let that happen; it didn't matter how much her body longed for the new position, her mind had to stay in control when it came to who had the control and power over her body this time.

His hands would occasionally stoke her hair, but mostly the tips of his fingers were against her head, making circular movements to massage her head. He kept kissing her gently and without giving her his tongue, which he knew she wanted (and she did). Each time his lips left hers and she hadn't had the pleasure of sucking on his tongue, her head would follow his down. After a good twenty minutes of teasing her, and himself, Jeff finally French kissed Ana. He tried to pull back, not that he wanted to, but she wouldn't let him. She lost control and slid from her straddle position to laying on top of him. Jeff took this opportunity to roll over on top of her. She couldn't stop him because she was lost in rapture with his tongue, but when Jeff finally pulled back from her for air, she realized her new position. She panicked.

"No, no. Get off! No!" She yelled. Jeff tried to quiet her, but her yells were growing in volume and speed until her managed to get up.

"I'm sorry! Shhh It's ok, Edana; it's ok." He kept repeating as she looked nervously around. He grabbed her, gently, in his arms and gave her a hug. His embraced gave her a moment to think about her situation. She didn't want to risk anything. She couldn't believe she'd been so foolish to have done what she had.

"I have to go." She started to repeat. But Jeff didn't let go. He rocked with her, stroking her hair and rubbing her back.

"Shhh, it's ok. You're safe." He whispered in her ear. She fit right under his chin and felt like she was meant to be in his arms. He couldn't let her go yet. He wanted her to calm down a little more and know she was safe. His gentle touch had his desired effect; she calmed down and stopped trying to leave his embrace. She did feel safe with his arms wrapped around her. How could this be wrong? She asked herself. Maybe I overreacted he didn't force anything upon me - nothing like last time. She continued thinking.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do anything wrong are you ok?" Jeff asked with a serious and concerned voice.

"I I'm I'm ok." She slowly stuttered in response.

Jeff realized he had taken control when he rolled over - hell that's what he wanted - that she had been in control then entire time, even when she let him kiss her, she was still in control of the situation. She must have some have control issues or something. Jeff thought. But he wasn't thinking the worst was the cause of her issues, Jeff wasn't the type to think the worst, and he always tried to think the best of every situation.

Just then the door slammed open and barely missed the back of Jeff. Two drunken guys stammered in.

"Hey fella, you know where the hotel is?" One asked.

"We're in the hotel, Jake! We have to fly up those stairs though our room is up there." The other slurred, pointing up the stairs. "Oh, she's a cute one, buddy!" He redirected his attention to Ana.

"I bet she tastes like peaches! Wanna share some of dat sweet stuff, baby? I could eat a peach for hours." The first one said playfully.

"Do you need help finding the elevator?" Jeff asked boldly, hiding Ana behind him so she couldn't be harassed any more.

"There's an elevator? Where?!" The second guy asked as looking around quickly, causing himself to get dizzy.

"It's just outside this door, to the left." Jeff said slowly but loudly. The second drunken guy opened the door and they both stammered out. Jeff took a step to the door, and yelled out, to the left - yes right there!" He sighed and turned around to the shaking girl hiding behind him. "We'll wait a few minutes before we head to the elevator. Is that ok?" He asked as he put his most mobile arm around her. She nodded.

When Jeff couldn't hear the slurred words of the drunken men, he looked at Ana and waited until she nodded again. He grabbed his two shirt which still laid on the cold cement floor. And they walked slowly to the elevator; Jeff pressed the up arrow and they waited.

The other elevator got to Jeff and Ana within seconds. They got on and Jeff pressed the number eleven button. Hoping he wouldn't get rejected, he wrapped both arms around her. She accepted. She closed her eyes and remembered the way he felt on her lips - the way he tasted. Her experiment had given her quite about of data: I didn't feel repulsed by this guy when we kissed, and I could be somewhat kinky with him - I mean hell, we were in a public stair way and I am attracted to him. She could have extrapolated more data from her experiment, but they had reached the eleventh floor.