Page 81 of Breakaway Hearts

Reese

Callie’s lips open beneath mine, allowing me access as our kiss deepens. Her sweet lavender and lemon scent surrounds me, and I bury my hand in her hair, bracing one forearm on the mattress near her head as I finally start to move.

I go slow at first, not wanting to hurt her. She told me she hasn’t had sex with anyone since Austin, and I know I can be a lot to take.

But honestly, it’s not just for her that I’m keeping my movements steady and controlled.

I didn’t tell Callie this, but I’ve never fucked anyone without protection before. Even with Sienna, I always used a condom—an old habit that started way back in high school, when my hockey coach at the time drilled into us the importance of not letting anything derail our futures. But when Callie looked at me with her wide green eyes, hope and embarrassment and desire shining in her gaze, I realized I wanted nothing more in that moment than to do what she was asking.

I didn’t want anything between us.

The feel of her wet heat clutching my cock skin to skin like this is so intense that I can barely stand it. Even though I took a moment to get my shit together, it feels like I’m still hanging on by a damn thread. I grit my teeth, tightening my fingers around her hair as I draw out slowly and then snap my hips forward.

“Ah!” Callie’s head tips back a little, her mouth falling open.

“You like that?” I ask, my voice a low rasp.

“Yes. Yes, fuck.”

I do it again, watching her large, soft breasts bounce with the force of the movement. “So do I. You’re doing so fucking good. Taking my cock so well.”

“It feels… god, you’re so big.”

“Not too big for you,” I vow, driving in again and grinding my hips against hers to prove a point. She hisses out a breath at the pressure on her clit, opening her legs wider for me.

She arches her back a little, meeting my next thrust, and the look of heated pride on her face makes my balls tighten.

“No,” she whispers. “I can take it. I can takeyou.”

“Yeah, you can.”

My control slips a little, and I crush my lips against hers, pinning her arms above her head as I thrust harder and deeper. She mewls against my mouth, and the sound of it almost fucking wrecks me. How the fuck could this woman have thought she needed lessons in how to please a man in bed? Every damn thing she does drives me insane, and she’s not even trying.

I devour her lips with mine, matching the pace of my hips as I keep fucking into her. The heat of her bare skin against mine, soft and smooth, feels incredible, and her nipples brush against my chest with each thrust.

“Reese,” she gasps, wriggling in my hold until I release her arms. “Reese, fuck, wait, I’m so close…”

“Then let go, baby,” I urge, snapping my hips forward as I increase the pace. “Come on. Fall apart for me.”

“No.” She shakes her head wildly, her eyes a little glazed as I pull back to look at her. “I don’t want it to be over. Not yet.”

“Oh, Firefly.” I chuckle, circling my hips. “Who said anything about it being over? You’re coming on my cock at least three times before we’re done.”

Her eyes widen, her mouth falling open, and I don’t give her more than a second to process those words. Instead, I go right back to the pace that had her on the edge a moment ago—and then I watch as the orgasm breaks over her.

Her skin flushes, her soft features contorting in a look of intense pleasure, and her thighs tighten around my waist, her inner walls rippling around me.

I fuck her through it, clenching my jaw to keep myself from tipping over the edge after her. If I thought she was tight before, she’s like a fucking vise now, squeezing me so hard I feel like I’ll explode. I slow my pace as she starts to come down from it, her legs shaking and her eyelashes fluttering.

“Oh, wow…”

The words are soft and breathless, and I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face. I love seeing her like this. I thought I knew Callie well, but ever since we started this fake dating arrangement and I agreed to give her lessons in bed, I feel like I’ve gotten to witness a whole new side of her. And I like this side just as much as I liked the parts of her I already knew.

“You look so fucking good like this, Firefly,” I tell her honestly, dropping my head to nuzzle her breasts. “I wanna see you do that again.”

“Mmm…”

She threads her fingers through my hair, keeping my face right where it is for a moment. I give her nipple one last lick and then raise my head, reaching up to grab a pillow.

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