Page 76 of Heart Strings & Hotlines
“Where, Charlotte?” My mouth opens, but no words escape as he sinks one long finger into my channel, immediately followed by a second.
“B—bathroom.”
“Good girl.” He grins against my knee, and before I know what’s happening, his lips wrap around my clit, and he sucks so hard my shoulders fly off the mattress.
His tongue flicks relentlessly, and all I can do is hold on to his hair for dear life. When I tug at his silky brown strands, he groans against me—the vibration bringing me closer to the edge.
Right as I’m about to tip over the cliff of bliss, he pulls away and stands. His lips shine, and my cheeks heat with embarrassment as I realize it’s me coating his face.
Then he strides, naked, into my bathroom, only to return a moment later with a handful of condoms.
“Cocky much?”
“You can only be cocky if you don’t perform the way you present.” He rips open the wrapper and sheaths his thick cock with the condom, then climbs onto the bed and lowers himself over me. “And I will perform, Charlotte. Last chance to change your mind. What was it your movie said? If we do this, you’re mine?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Well, ditto, sweetheart. Are you mine?”
After the briefest moment of hesitation, I nod. The second I give my consent, he slides into me. One inch after another, he works himself in and out, pushing a little deeper each time.
His arms cage me in, hands planted on either side of my hips, and I grasp his wrists as an anchor. His gaze is laser-focused on where we’re joined. For someone who said he was going to fuck me hard and fast, this is almost…tender.
“Jesus Christ.” He groans and stares at the ceiling. “I’m going to come like a virgin.” His entire body tenses as he stills, and instead of being compliant, I call on my inner brat and lift my hips, impaling myself completely. “Argh,” he roars, before falling on top of me. He holds most of his weight on his forearms as he stares into my eyes. “You’re a little evil, aren’t you?”
I grin until he grinds his pelvic bone into my clit, causing my walls to flutter around him. My arms wrap around his back, holding him to me while I steady my breathing, but all bets are off now, and he lowers his lips to my ear.
“You’ve ruined me, Charlotte. Ripped me open to witness all my scars, and now you own me.” Our bodies fall easily into a rhythm as we slide against each other. “And now I’m going to fulfill my promise.”
“W—what promise?”
His cock slides as deep as possible, hitting a barrier that’s never been touched. Oh God.
“I’m going to ruin you too, sweetheart. So, the next time you think about getting off, I’m the only one you’ll see. I’m the only one you’ll feel. Me.” He slams into me before slowly dragging out. “Only.” Another rough rut. “Me.”
“Yes.” He’s turned me into someone who can only form one word at a time.
“Say it.” He picks up the pace and then hooks my left knee over his shoulder, opening me up to him and allowing him deeper.
The slide of skin on skin reverberates through me while he stares at me so intently that I’m struggling to come up with one coherent thought.
“Say it, Charlotte.” He slips his free hand between my legs, finding my clit instantly, as though he’s memorized the roadmap of my pleasure in a single pass. When he grinds his thumb against it and moves it in a fast, circular motion, stars cloud my vision. “If you want to come, tell me you’re mine.”
He slides his fingers into my mouth while I attempt to decipher the English language, and I suck on them greedily. But he tugs them from my lips too soon and uses his weight to fold me in half even more, then I scream when a finger drags over my puckered hole.
No one has ever touched me there, I’ve never had any interest, but I find myself pushing against him on one thrust and searching for his cock on the next.
“I won’t ask again, sweetheart.”
The tip of his finger slips into my ass, and I fall off the edge into oblivion, screaming his demand until my throat is raw. “I’m yours. I’m yours. I’m?—”
He grinds into me with enough force to steal my breath. Once. Twice. And on the third thrust, he swells inside me while my core spasms and clamps down on him.
He comes with a harsh grunt as his body shakes and spills into mine, and then he hooks under my arms and flips us with him still buried deep inside me, so I’m sprawled out on top of him.
Thane brushes the hair away from my face and stares up at me with so much adoration that my throat completely dries up. “And I’m yours. I’m glad we finally have that settled. Now rest, sweetheart. You need to sleep.”
His large palm cradles the back of my head and lowers me to his lips for a gentle kiss before he lies back and presses my face into his chest. He arranges me around him like a fragile doll before settling with one hand on my head and the other softly caressing my back.
