Page 84 of The Masks We Break

“Here’s the thing. One day is enough for me. I can’t breathe, I can’t function…” He trails off, wetting his lips and pinching the bridge of his nose. His words pull every string in my heart at once, thrusting it in my throat.

He wipes a hand down his face. “Ask me again.”

“What?” My eyebrows pinch together as I tug my sweater tighter.

He moves away from his bike, pushing his mussed hair from his forehead, dropping his helmet in the grass. My pulse hums in my ears with his every movement, until finally, he’s inches away from me. “I said, ask me again.”

Shaking my head, I take a step back.No.I force my voice to be above a whisper. “You promised, Blaze.”

He jerks his head to the side, threading a finger through his damp strands. “Fuck that promise, baby.”

In every romance book, this is my favorite part. It’s where the guy does everything to get the love of his life back. But standing here actually in the moment, I’m terrified. No matter how much I tell myself I can stay away from him, I know it to be the furthest thing from the truth. He’s always been my weakness, even if I knew he would eventually be my downfall.

I swallow hard, peering at him through my lashes. “I want to know if you’re capable of loving me. Can you cherish me?”

Blaze’s head cocks to the side, his jaw tensing at the additional question. “Cherish you? You are literally an extension of me. Every cell in my body has twisted with yours. If you leave me, I will have a gaping hole the size of fucking Texas in my ribs. I can’t…”

He pauses, his chest heaving with heavy breaths as his eyes find the ground. But instead of counting to six, he closes the distance between us and gazes into my eyes. My heart plummets as I watch a lone tear sneak out from his blue eye and slide down his face. “Do you want me to tell you that I love you? I can. I will. But in all honesty, Remy, the word is a fucking insult to what I feel for you. And if you give me the chance, I will show you that every single day for as long as you’ll let me.”

I can barely find my voice, shock seizing every organ in my body until I can finally take a shuddered breath. Blaze has done things to show me his feelings since before he knew he had any. But I want to hear it from him. What makes this time so different? “How can you be so sure?”

He slips an arm around my waist, tugging me flush against him, making what little air I have whoosh out of me. His free hand tucks a stray hair behind my ear.

“Everything that’s happened between us makes me realize the reason I never felt anything before. You’ve had my heart this entire time, walking around with it in your back pocket, waiting for me to come around so you could show me how to use it.”

Then he smashes his lips into mine and kisses me as though we’ve been apart for years. He sucks out every ounce of air in my lungs for himself, leaving me breathless and dizzy, hanging on to him for dear life.

I’m lost in everything he is, enveloped in his perpetual warmth, not even really noticing the steady rain now falling over us.

He grasps either side of my face, pulling me back just enough so I can gaze in the eyes that have saved me time and time again. “I more than love you, Remy Solace.”

My heart sings, expanding in my chest until I feel as though it’s going to burst. “I love you, Blaze Bardot.”

Then, we lose ourselves in each other.

I wonder what happens next when you not only find out you’re the main character, but you finally got the happy ending to your love story?

I’m not quite sure, but maybe I’ll find out in the epilogue.

Epilogue

One Year Later

Ilove it when a brat is good with her mouth. But Remy is something else entirely.

She made the mistake of making me orgasm too early while her mouth was wrapped around my cock, and now, she has to pay the delicious price. I’m fairly certain she pisses me off just for the punishment, andthisis something I’ve been dying to do with her.

Running her favorite vibrator over her breasts, I circle each nipple, biting into my lip as they pebble and she writhes beneath me. “Blaze, please.”

“Aht, aht. Don’t move, puppet,” I growl a warning, continuing my descent to her inner thigh.

She’s restrained by her wrists and ankles, but it doesn’t stop her from arching into me, trying to find friction to relieve her throbbing center. It’s glistening with her arousal, and I find I’ve had to apply a little more self-control than usual tonight, but it’s waning quickly.

I slide the small vibrating bullet over her swollen clit and she yelps. But like the good girl she is, she stays still this time. Sliding two fingers inside, I begin fucking her with my digits, while the toy does its job on her bud.

Moans spill from her mouth, one after the agonizing other. My dick growing painfully hard at the sight of her nearly combusting. And just when her walls begin to flutter, I stop, pulling my hand away.

“Oh, no. Please!” Remy’s eyes snap open, her pleading gaze tugging at my heartstrings.

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