Page 94 of Heart Break Her

“Really.” I open the front door and guide her in. “You might have one foot already heading back to Seattle, but you’re mine for the next few days.”

I pull her inside and press her against the front door as I close it, holding onto her chin with one hand and tipping her mouth up to meet me.

“I like the sound of that,” Cassie whispers before pressing up on her toes to close the distance between us.

“Good. “Because right now I’m going to do something I’ve always wanted to do.”

She pulls her face back and her eyebrows pinch together. “Please tell me this isn’t your way of asking for butt stuff.”

Fuck. This woman.

I laugh so hard it shakes both of us.

Wrapping my hands under her thighs, I lift her up as she wraps her legs around me to hold on.

“No, I’m not talking about butt stuff.” I smile at her.

“Okay, good. I just don’t think we’re there yet.” She looks genuinely relieved, and I swear her innocence is even more of a turn on. “I probably sound like a total prude, and I swear I’m not, it’s just that it’s… well, you’ve probably done it, so I’m not sure I’m trying to explain to the right person. But the craziest thing I’ve ever done is go to your hotel for a one-night stand. That and the sex tape, even if those are basically the same thing. I’ve never done… Yeah, never mind.”

“You done?” I hitch an eyebrow.

Cassie’s cheeks flush, and she nods her head before burying her face in my neck. I sink my nose in her hair, and she smells like summer.

“You’re perfect. I love when you ramble.” I kiss her temple. “And I wasn’t referring to anything freaky, not that I’m not willing.” I grab her ass to pump my hips against her, and she lets out a squeal.

She tips her head back against the door and smiles at me. “I’m sure you are.”

I press my hips harder, and she moans as my erection grinds against her core. “I was talking about christening my bed.”

Her eyes narrow, then go wide as her lips part with a quick breath. “You’ve never?”

“Not here.”

Cassie’s lips are on mine before I can say anything else, and it wipes my brain of all thoughts that don’t involve her naked and panting beneath me. Holding her in my arms, I carry her through the house, all the way to the back where my bedroom sits at the end of a long hall. Her tongue slips in my mouth, and I almost slam her against the wall near one of the guest rooms, but I know what I want.

Cassie in my bed.

On my sheets.

The smell of her sweat as she takes my cock.

When we get to my room, she finally breaks the kiss. Her lips are pink and puffy with indents where I bit a little too hard. I plant a quick kiss, and she smiles before looking around.

“So this is where he sleeps,” Cassie says, her body still clinging to mine.

Her gaze falls to the king-size bed in the center. Everything in the room is black and tan, with accents of green, like the forest surrounding my hideaway. Just how I like it. I sit down on the bed with Cassie straddling my lap, and she digs her nails into my shoulders.

I want those nails to bite right through and leave marks. I’ll take any impression she wants to brand me with.

Pulling her shirt from the bottom up, I peel it off her body and toss it onto the floor. Her hands move for her bra, and the moment it slips off, I’m drawn to her perfect, perky tits. I lean in to draw one of her nipples between my teeth, biting, pulling, and tugging until she lets out a feral scream.

Sitting up, she cups my face in her hands and kisses me with enough force to stop time. Because if I had to pick a moment to be lost in, this would be it. In my home, where nothing can reach us. The media, expectations, pressure—all far in the distance. I’d stay in this moment with Cassie holding me, kissing me like I’ve got some worth left.

She plants a trail of kisses along my jaw and down my neck, only breaking to pull off my T-shirt and throw it across the room. Her hands work on my jeans, unzipping them as her body slips downward until she’s kneeling on the floor between my legs.

I’m not sure I could ever get tired of this view. The innocence in her eyes when she’s on her knees in front of me. Pink hair falling over her shoulders as her teeth drag over her bottom lip.

It’s enough to make me want to absolutely ruin her.

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