Page 32 of Our Hearts to Break

I shake my head.

“We need to change that.” A wicked glare flashes in his golden-brown eyes as he raises a pair of nipple clamps. “I bet you like these. You love it when I bite your nipples.”

“Yeah, I do.”

Every cell in my body hums in anticipation. Knowing Nate, he’s going to make me beg to come. He’s a bit of a dom in the bedroom. With women, he barks out orders, expecting them to follow his commands.

Luckily for him, I have no limits.

Nate kneels on the bed, clutching the dildo I fuck when the house is silent. The first few times, it hurt like hell. But with enough lube and finding the right angle, it started sliding in easier.

Nate knocks my legs apart with his knee. I spread them wider, eager to feel him everywhere. The anticipation alone is killing me, setting my skin on fire.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He grabs the bottle of lube and rubs the gel up and down the dildo. “Is there something you need me to do first?”

I shake my head. “Just go slow. Don’t force it.”

He licks his lips and pushes a wet finger inside me. His eyes light up as he watches his finger glide in and out, a painfully delicious torture that has me whimpering.

My eyelids flutter as I look up at him. “Fuck…”

“This doesn’t hurt you?”

“It stings at first,” I admit, moving my body to get more. “But worth it. The sensation alone is unlike anything I have ever experienced.”

He works another finger into me, and I let out a hiss. My eyes close for a second, then snap open.

“Do you think I would like it?” Nate pushes my knees to my chest and stretches out my insides, moving three fingers in and out slowly.

“I can’t answer that. You would have to try it.”

“So, I don’t have to reciprocate?”

He’s so cute when he’s flustered. It brings a smile to my face.

“Not if your partner likes bottoming.”

“And you do?”

I nod. “I love it.”

“Oh.” He seems confused but at ease, his shoulders less tense. “I’m good with that.”

“If you ever want to try it, we can.”

“Yeah, maybe.” His eyes meet mine, and there’s a shift in his expression. “I don’t like…”

His words trail off, and I know what he’s thinking. He feels like he gave up his power with Veronica and isn’t ready. I understand. I’m the one who glued all of his broken pieces together.

“I know, Nate,” I say when he starts breathing harder, his mind wandering to another place. “It’s okay. Don’t go there, okay?” I put my hand on his racing heart to calm his nerves. “Stay here with me. I won’t hurt you. I promise. It’s just you and me in this room.”

He blows out a breath of air and nods. “Yeah. You and me. River and Nate.”

“Put the dildo in me,” I order to bring his focus back to the present. “Open me up for you.”

A flicker of excitement washes over his face. Nate removes his fingers, and my body aches at the sudden loss. But he quickly lubes up the toy and inches it into my hole.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He licks his lips and stares at the dildo, jerking his shaft. “I need to be inside you.”

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