Page 84 of His Heart

I leaned in and kissed the delicate skin below her ear. Ran my hand up her body, from her hip to her breast. Her nipple hardened against my palm and she moaned softly.

“Again? You can’t be—”

I pressed my hard erection against her. “Yes, I can.”

“Oh my god,” she said, her voice breathy. “But what about Olivia?”

I squeezed her round breast, enjoying the firmness in my hand. Kissed her neck again. “What about her?”

“She’ll probably be back soon.”

“Don’t worry, Charlie will keep her entertained.” I kissed my way down her neck to her collarbone. “You’re mine now. I’m not sharing you tonight.”

She lifted her arms above her head while my mouth made its way to her tits. They were so perfect. I kissed around her nipple, then slid my tongue along the hard peak. She sighed, her body twitching. I took it in my mouth, pinching her other nipple gently between my thumb and forefinger while I sucked. Licked. Kissed. Sucked again. I loved the taste of her skin. The feel of her tits in my mouth.

“Oh my god, Sebastian,” she said. “How do you do this to me?”

I groaned, kissing my way down her stomach. Past the swell of her hips. Pressed my lips into the crease of her thigh. I pushed her legs open and started with slow swipes of my tongue. Exploring. Tasting. Her soft sighs were music to my ears. I loved making her feel good.

She writhed and whimpered as I sucked on her clit. Massaged her with my tongue. Her pussy tasted so fucking good. Holding her body captive like this was such a rush. The way she moved and moaned. Breathy whispers of my name. She slid her fingers through my hair and rolled her hips. I felt her getting close, but I wasn’t ready to let her finish.

I stopped and she gasped. She was breathing hard, her body tense. My cock was rock solid, aching to be inside her again. Grabbing her hips, I flipped her over and she got onto her hands and knees. After rolling on another condom, I positioned myself behind her and leaned down.

“I want to fuck you again,” I growled into her ear. “Hard this time.”

“Yes,” she said, and the desperation in her voice drove me insane. “God yes, fuck me hard, Sebastian. Now.”

She was so wet, I slid in easily. Her ass pressed against my groin as she arched her back. I gave her a few gentle thrusts, and then I unleashed.

I plowed into her, hard and fast. My hands held tight to her hips, pulling her back as I drove my cock in. Her hair spilled across her back and shoulders, dark against her skin. The lines of her back, narrow waist, and round hips looked amazing—soft feminine curves. She looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes glassy, her lips parted. So fucking beautiful.

“Harder,” she said.

I gave her what she wanted, slamming into her pussy over and over, grunting with every thrust. My heart beat wildly and the tension in my groin built fast. I pounded her again and again, while she called out her ecstasy. We were loud and uninhibited, letting passion sweep us away.

I wanted to give her everything. Take away all her pain. I wanted to fuck the sadness out of her—see nothing but desire in her eyes.

My muscles were taut, flexing hard. I took one of her wrists and pulled her arm back. She lowered her chest to the bed and I grabbed her other arm. She wrapped her hands around my wrists as I held hers, her arms stretched out behind her. With her ass in the air and her body in my control, I fucked her relentlessly.

Her throaty moans spurred me on, the heat of her pussy driving me crazy. Where our first time had been passionate and tender, this time I released the animal inside me. The drive to possess her. Own her. Love her with my body with all the ferocity of a predator.

“Oh fuck,” she said, her voice a whimper. “Fuck, yes… oh god… yes… harder.”

The walls of her pussy tightened, the pressure agonizing. My balls drew up tight, almost ready to explode. I thrust again and felt her tumble over the edge. She cried out, her face almost buried in the mattress, as she came hard all over me.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Like a bomb going off, I detonated inside her. Hard, hot pulses of my cock overwhelmed me. My mind went blank and I kept fucking her, grunting through the biggest fucking orgasm I’d ever had.

I slowed, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. I let go of her wrists and pulled out. She collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard, her hair damp and tangled.

Still trying to catch my breath, I got up to deal with the condom, then fell back in bed with her. She hadn’t moved. I gathered her up in my arms and held her close. She laid her cheek against my chest and I slid my fingers through her hair.

The intensity of the moment made my chest feel tight. Even broken as she was, she’d been so vulnerable with me. Trusted me so completely. I wanted to engulf her with my arms, cocoon her with my strength. She held me with the same force and severity. The power of our connection was mind-blowing. I’d known I loved her for months, but this… This was raw and open and beautiful.

“I love you,” she whispered.

I squeezed her, kissing her head. “I love you too, Brooke. More than I know how to say.”

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