Page 9 of Unbreak My Heart

“Simon…” she whispered. Sensation drowned her. All she could focus on was those incredible fingers inside her. “I want…”

He licked up her neck and tugged on her ear as she moved on his hand. He tapped lightly on her clit, and she cried out.

“Come for me, Eva,” he demanded.

Her hand clenched tight on his skin, her other still stroking his length. Whispered moans echoed in her ears as she did exactly what he commanded, her sex clamping down on his fingers as she lost her mind.

Eva cried out, her back arching, his thumb destroying her senses as he kept her high. A second, more intense orgasm burned through her and she screamed, her head thrust back as her body took over, bucking and grinding on his hand.

“I want you,” she managed to gasp. “I want younow.”

She could feel him pull back even before he moved. She opened her eyes to see a shadow of pain echo in his eyes.

“Simon?”

Simon slid his hand from her pants. His brow furrowed a little and he stepped back, her own hand sliding from his still-hard length. He tucked himself into his jeans with difficulty, his mouth twisting at the discomfort as he zipped up his pants.

He cupped her cheek and pressed his forehead to hers. “I-I’m so sorry, Eva. I thought I could do this. I thought…” He shook his head softly, his hair brushing against her skin. “I’ve had too much to drink. I should never have brought you back here. I know that’s a shitty excuse, but I just can’t…”

Ice doused Eva’s spine.

Was he really …

“But I, uh …”

He stepped back, pain tightening his face. “I really am sorry,” he whispered. He scrubbed at his face.

Eva looked closer. His hands were actuallyshaking.

What the hell was going on?

“Is it me?”

She knew she shouldn’t ask that, knew it was just asking for trouble and leaving herself open to the pain of rejection; but she couldn’t get that horrible, sneaking thought out of her head.

That he simply wasn’t into her.

That she wasn’t sexy enough.

That her post-baby body wasn’t enough of a turn-on.

His expression tightened further, and he looked right at her, those blue-grey eyes so deep, so seemingly heartfelt. “No.Neverthink that. You are so… You’re delicious.”

He stepped back. “But I can’t.” He motioned to the room. “If you want to stay here, I can get another room, or go somewhere else. You don’t have to leave.”

Incredulous shock wound through her. What the hell was happening?

“No, Simon. I’m not kicking you out of your room. I live here in Bialga. I’ll go home. I’ll get a cab or something.”

Humiliation ate at her soul, rising through her body as heat, pinking her cheeks, flooding her body in chills.

He didn’t want her, after all.

Regardless of his reasons, that’s what it came down to.

She couldn’t hold his gaze. Couldn’t look at those beautiful eyes while he was essentially kicking her out of his room. He’d given her two of the best orgasms of her life, but couldn’t bring himself to fuck her.

She hastily fixed her clothes, that telltale heat blazing from her cheeks as she did so, her pure mortification clear for all to see. “I’ll let myself out.”

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