Page 70 of Fragile Hearts

“You do,” I reply, sliding my hand up to cup her breast. “How was the rest of your night?”

Sloane laughs. “Oh god, a million questions from Daisy. She actually paused at the scene where Mark Wahlberg pulls his dick out to ask me for an inch-by-inch comparison.”

Grinning, I lift my head, my eyes meeting hers. “And?”

She smirks now, her fingers brushing the hair back from my face. “I told her there was no comparison because yours was fucking perfect.”

I burst out laughing, sliding up her body to press a kiss to her lips. “Perfect, huh?” I whisper.

“Mmm hmm,” she murmurs.

“So,” I start, pushing her tank the rest of the way up and over her head before I throw it on the floor, “you wanna take a ride on my perfect dick?”

She smiles, a playful look in her eyes as she says, “I could be tempted, yeah.”

“Tempted,” I say with a laugh as I slide my hand lower, pushing her panties down her legs. “You know you may as well just come to bed naked, babe. It’s how we always end up.”

“This is true,” she says, grinning, her bottom lip between her teeth as she shuffles her panties off.

“And,” I whisper, moving so I’m lying on top of her, my hips falling between her legs so my dick is pressed against her, “I think you should also move all your stuff in here too,” I add, flicking my eyes around the room. “Or I can move to yours if you prefer.”

Sloane’s eyes widen at my suggestion. “You want to live together?”

Chuckling, I kiss her again, slowly sliding my hand up the side of her body, over her thigh, her hip and to her breast. “We already live together, babe,” I tell her, shifting a little so the tip of my dick is pressed against her pussy. I can feel how wet she is. “What I want is to know I’m coming to bed with you every night.”

She gasps as I slide an inch or so in, moving her hips in frustration when I don’t go any deeper. “You do come to bed with me every night,” she breathes out.

I pinch her nipple, my thumb brushing over the hardened peak as I lower my mouth to hers, kissing her deeply as I push another inch inside her. “I know, but I want you in my bed, Sloane. For real, for always.”

I sink another inch deeper as Sloane’s breathing starts to grow ragged, her hand moving to my ass as she tries to push me deeper. I resist though, despite every cell in my body screaming at me to just bury myself inside her.

“Will you move in here?” I ask, sinking in another inch.

“Owen, fuck,” she breathes out, and I can’t help but smile.

“I am gonna fuck you, gorgeous. But first, I want an answer to my question.”

Sloane’s eyes open, her gaze finding mine as she smirks up at me. “So now you’re using this perfect dick of yours against me?”

Grinning, I give her another kiss as I sink further inside her. “I’m gonna use this perfect dick to make you come as soon as you give me an answer.”

She huffs out a laugh, shaking her head as she grabs my ass with both hands and says, “Yes,” before pulling me all the way inside.

“Good girl,” I whisper before kissing her hard.

It’s early, but the gang is all out on the water, minus Alana and Flynn. We didn’t plan it, but when Owen and I paddle out, Sage, Nate, Miles, Kai and Daisy are all there, floating on their boards, waiting for the swell. It’s always been our spot, our early morning meeting place, but we haven’t done it in so long.

Things got weird when Miles and Daisy split, and then she started seeing Isaac. While Miles and Daisy still aren’t really speaking, they can at least be around each other now.

“Fucking sweet,” Owen calls out as we reach the group. Straddling his board, he settles himself next to Nate, and I squeeze in between Daisy and Sage, putting even more distance between Daisy and Miles, and I swear I see the relief on her face when I do.

“Fuck, it’s been forever since we’ve all been out here together. Wish Alana and Flynn were here,” Nate says, and it makes me smile.

He’s changed so much since meeting Sage. Falling in love has made him look at life so differently than he used to, and I get it. We’re cut from the same cloth, the same shitty childhood, the same aching feeling of being left behind, but while he got angry and bitter, I retreated and hid.

But all of that has changed for both of us, and I love that so damn much.

We all chat for a bit, talking about Flynn and Alana’s performance at Pipe Masters. Nate and Sage hosted a viewing party for all our friends, and unfortunately, Owen and I missed it since we were at the opening of Orchid Bay Lux. We tried to catch up on everything, checking the stats on our phones, watching clips and getting text updates from the group, but it wasn’t the same as being there.

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