Page 75 of The Breakup

“Yeah, princess?” he murmured, his voice rough and excited.

“I’m going to come, is that okay?” I have no idea why I asked him for permission. It just felt important to share that with him. To let him know so he changed absolutely nothing about what he was doing because I would die if he stopped.

“Oh hell fucking yeah, it’s okay.” He palmed my breast and squeezed as I exploded, a cry involuntarily bursting from me as wave after wave of tight pleasure crashed over me.

He let me go until the end, before he stopped smacking my ass, grabbed my hips with a firm grip, and took over the movement. He pounded up into me and I bounced on him, our pace frantic and hot. I just held my hair back and let him take me for a ride, stunned when I had another orgasm so close to the first.

Christian came right after me, his teeth gritted, his eyes briefly drifting shut. “That was worth the wait,” he said when we had both settled down.

“See?” I said, feeling triumphant and giddy and very female. All woman. “Told you.”

He slapped my ass again. “Tease.”

“I can’t believe I actually liked being spanked,” I said, and I meant it. That was crazy. “Does that mean I would like other stuff too? I’m being serious. I’m not trying to be flirty about it.”

He grinned. “I guess we’ll have to investigate.”

I slipped off of him with a sigh and settled down on the bed beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. “Just not butt stuff.”

“Bella.”

“Yes?” I leaned up to look at him, hoping he wasn’t going to try to talk me into anal right away.

But he just put his finger to his lips. “Shh. Don’t say ‘butt stuff.’ In fact, just stop talking about what you don’t want. All I want to hear is what you do want, okay? Let’s start there.”

“Okay, that’s fair.” I studied his face, noticing for the first time he had a scar by his eyebrow. “How did you get this?” I asked, running my finger lightly over it.

“Cain pushed me off the slide when we were three.”

“Then Sophie and Cain are meant for each other, because Sophie did that to me too. Only it was the merry-go-round. She wanted to see if it would go faster without my body weight on it.”

Christian laughed. “Your sister is something else.”

I yawned. “That’s one way to put it. She doesn’t mean any harm though. She’s just insanely curious.”

“Can you spend the night?” he asked, squeezing my waist.

That warmed me from the inside out. “I’d love to.”

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Being with Bella was a whole new experience for me. Besides Camp, she was all I thought about. I wasn’t sure why exactly, but I didn’t hate it either, which shocked me. I’d spent my whole twenties avoiding a relationship and now I’d fallen into one and I really fucking liked it. Maybe it was just Bella. She was so genuine and giving. Damn, was she giving. I adjusted my dick as I went up her walkway.

It was as if the girl who didn’t like oral for all those years needed to make up for lost time. I couldn’t turn around without her going down on me. It was like hitting the sexual lottery. Instead of having to coax, she was always offering. She seemed to have discovered the power of the blow job. She could bend me to her will with that little mouth of hers wrapped around me sucking eagerly.

I paused, thoughts crowded with her.

Now I was really hard.

God, I was a lucky motherfucker. It hit me hard. She pulled open the door to her cottage, gave me a bright, “Hi!” and bounced down the two steps to the walkway, pulling the door behind her.

Bella did everything with a bounce. It was her signature personality trait. She just…bounced. Tonight she was wearing a ruffled shirt that was off her shoulders, which covered her chest more than I would’ve liked, but she made up for it by wearing very short shorts. She had curled her long blond hair so it also bounced when she walked. She was tall and tan and gorgeous and she was mine.

“Hi,” I murmured, pulling her into my arms when she would have just walked past me to the car.

“Oh!” she said when I buried my head in her neck and kissed her smooth flesh. “Someone is happy to see me.”

I took her hand and put it on my cock. “Yes, I am.”

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