Page 68 of Cross Check Hearts

Fuck, I’m completely head over heels obsessed with this woman.

ME: You look great, but I think you’d look even better without any of that on.

HANNAH: Then I guess there’s only one way to find out.

My heart races and my pants tighten as my cock hardens. If I weren’t supposed to be hanging out with the guys right now, I absolutely would have torn out of here already and sped right to her apartment. But I don’t want to duck out on them now.

ME: I need to see you tonight.

HANNAH: Me too. Will you come over later?

My fingers fly across the screen, typing out a message and sending it before I even stop to think twice about it.

ME: Hell, yes. And when I get there, I want you lying on the bed waiting for me, completely naked.

HANNAH: Oh god… what else?

ME: I want your legs spread and your fingers parting your pussy lips so I can see just how fucking wet you are for me. And your other hand playing with your nipples.

HANNAH: There will be a key hidden under the mat outside. Let yourself in. I’ll be there, just like you asked.

HANNAH: But you’d better hurry, or I might just finish myself off before you get here.

Heat scorches through my veins. “Merde,” I curse.

Grant glances up at that, but I don’t want to answer any awkward questions right now, so I shove my phone in my pocket and push back from the table. “Sorry, but something came up that I really need to take care of.”

I yank out my wallet and throw some cash down on the table to cover the cost of my beer, and before anyone can ask what’s going on, I tear out of the bar and jump on my bike. It roars to life between my legs, and the vibration against my hard cock is making me even fucking crazier than I already am. I tear out of the parking lot and speed to Hannah’s apartment, and it’s amazing that I don’t get pulled over on the way.

I park on the curb and hurry to the front door. Just like she said, there’s a welcome mat that I never noticed before, so I peel it up by one corner and find a key. Beaming, I slide the key into the lock and open the door with a creak. The lights are off in the apartment, but I hear a soft moan trail out from her bedroom toward the back and step quietly toward it.

When I round the corner into her bedroom, the bedside lamp spills soft, diffused light over Hannah splayed out on her back on her bed, her legs spread just like I asked. Her pussy is so wet it glistens in the light, and when she uses two fingers to part her lips for me, the sound of her wetness pulls a groan out of my throat.

She starts to work her clit slowly, her head tossing and turning on the bed, and I can’t fucking take it anymore. I shuck my clothes and pull another condom from my wallet to roll it on before I crawl onto the bed, hovering over her. When my lips find hers, I kiss her and she moans into my mouth as the head of my cock grazes her slick entrance.

“I need you,” she whispers, digging her fingertips into the muscles of my back.

“I need you too,” I growl back and push into her, turning her breathing into a sharp exhale of pleasure. She clenches around me, squeezing me tight, and I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

Because it’s perfect. Every fucking time.

Chapter30

Hannah

I lie on the bed, all tangled up in Declan’s arms with my chest moving gently up and down against his. Our breathing is almost perfectly synced, and I can feel his heart softly thudding behind his ribs.

He’s facing me and watching me with an adoring look in his beautiful, gold-flecked eyes that makes my pulse flutter. Smiling, he reaches out to drag a fingertip all the way from my forearm up to my face, where he traces the outline of my jaw.

“Goddamn. If this is going to happen every time, maybe you should text me dirty things more often.”

I laugh. “I definitely should.”

“Oh!” He sits up abruptly, his handsome features lighting up. “I brought something over for you.”

He rolls off the bed and starts rummaging around in his clothes, but I have no idea what he’s doing or what he’s looking for. After a moment, he stands up, holding his hands behind his back as if he’s hiding something in them.

“Close your eyes,” he says as he gets closer.

---