Page 59 of Reckless Hearts

I feel her smile against me as she rests her hands on my chest, gently pushing me back toward the bedroom, the two of us laughing around our kisses. When we reach my room, I try to slow everything down, my hands gliding down her sides to the bottom of her T-shirt.

I don’t pull it off right away, just slip my fingers underneath, brushing them against her warm skin, my hands splayed around her sides, holding her.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I whisper, gently nipping at her bottom lip.

She tilts her head back slightly, brushing her nose against mine. “So are you.”

I don’t think I have ever been called beautiful before, but from her, I fucking love it. Grinning, I slide my hands up her body, over her warm skin, pulling her T-shirt up and over her head before throwing it on the floor. She repeats the move with mine, and the second it’s off, my hands are back on her, undoing her bra and pulling it off.

“I’ve missed you,” I murmur, dropping my mouth to her neck as I drop a line of wet kisses across her collarbone and down to her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth.

“Fuck, Flynn,” she groans, her arms curling around my head as she arches her body into mine, pressing herself against me. “I need you to fuck me.”

With a smile, I suck hard on her nipple, gently biting it before letting go with a pop. Lifting my gaze to hers, I grin as my handsnow slide down to her shorts. “Oh, I will, beautiful. I promise,” I say, pushing her shorts and undies down her legs in one move.

I follow them down, dropping to my knees in front of her because as desperate as I am to fuck her again, I need to taste her first. Need to bury myself between her legs and make up for the past week. And that’s exactly what I do, curling my hands around her thighs, grabbing her arse and pulling her pussy toward my face.

I slowly drag my tongue through her wet heat, groaning the second her taste hits my mouth. “Jesus, fuck, you taste like heaven.”

“Flynn,” she moans. When I look up, I can see her eyes are closed, her cheeks flushed as she stands before me, my mouth between her legs, eating her out.

I go as slow as I can, wanting this moment to last forever as I tease her with licks and sucks and fingers and then nothing. I pull back just to watch her. Alana moans above me, her grip on my hair tightening as she pulls me back between her legs, holding me close and grinding against my face as she chases her orgasm.

Eventually, I can’t stop myself and she can’t hold back any longer, coming hard around my fingers, my mouth on her clit as I ride it out with her.

“Oh god,” she says, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.

With a grin, I stand, pushing my shorts off before pulling her toward me, my hands on her hips. “I fucking love eating you out,” I murmur, kissing her again, letting her taste herself on my mouth.

“Fuck me, you are so good at it.”

“Ridiculously good, wasn’t it?” I tease, smiling against her mouth. Alana’s eyes open as she smirks up at me, her hands gripping my hips, our bodies pressed together, not an inch ofspace between us. “I wanna fuck you all night, Alana,” I whisper, my gaze locked with hers. “Will you stay?”

“Yes,” she immediately says, staring back at me.

“You want me to use a condom?” I ask, knowing we talked about this before, but never actually did anything after we had to put an end to things. “I will.”

Alana shakes her head, still smiling as she says, “No. I want to feel you inside me, Flynn. I want you to mark me, come inside me.”

“Fuck,” I growl, spinning us so she’s now backed up to the bed. With my arms around her, I ease us down, so she’s lying beneath me, my body completely covering hers. My dick is so fucking hard right now, aching with need to be inside her again.

“Flynn,” she moans, widening her legs, her hands on my arse as she tries to move me where she wants me.

“I’ve got you, beautiful,” I whisper, tucking her hair behind her ear, my fingers skimming her jaw. I lift my hips slightly, moving so my dick is now lined up with her pussy. “Look at me,” I say, even though she hasn’t looked away since she got here.

With our gazes locked, I slowly push inside her. Her pussy is so hot and wet and tight, I nearly fucking come immediately.

“Fuck...” I groan, dropping my forehead to hers. “Fucking hell, Alana, you feel so good.”

Alana bends her knees, lifting them as she wraps her legs around me, the change in angle allowing me to go even deeper. “So fucking good,” she breathes out.

I lift my hips, slowly pulling out before easing back inside her. Alana groans, the two of us watching each other as I repeat the movement over and over and over again. I don’t up the tempo, don’t fuck her any harder, just slow and deep, the two of us watching each other the whole time.

I don’t even know how to begin to describe what I’m feeling right now. Don’t even think I have words to explain what this isbetween us. All I know is that this is way more than just sex. Way more than just a casual hook up.

And that she is most definitely worth the risk.

The quietness of my room is filled with the sounds of our moans, our bodies meeting as I thrust into her over and over again. “You’re so fucking wet,” I whisper, as those sounds also fill the room.

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