Page 42 of Breakaway Hearts

Oh god.

I don’t think I could say no to anything he asked me to do right now—not when there’s the edge of something almost like a plea in his voice. My heart hammers in my chest as I slide the toy deeper. It’s been a while since my pussy had anything thicker than my fingers inside it, and I can feel my inner walls stretching around the smooth silicone.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimper as I press it deep enough for the little attached arm to find my clit. I back off a little, breathing hard as my body buzzes from the deluge of sensations.

“That feel good?” Reese prompts. He hasn’t looked away from me once.

“Yes.” I nod, biting my lower lip again as I start to fuck myself slowly with the toy. “It feels… it feels…”

“What?”

“Big,” I gasp, sliding it deeper.

Reese’s low chuckle hits some place deep inside me that not even the Rabbit has managed to touch. Heat pools in my belly at the deep, rough sound.

“Oh, baby,” he murmurs. “You think that’s big? You have no fucking idea.”

My eyes widen a little, my gaze flashing up to meet his as his words wash over me.No fucking idea?Is he talking about… does he mean his cock? It sounds like he’s suggesting that if—when—we ever have sex, he’ll be a lot more to take than this toy.

Images of what that might be like flood my mind, and I press my lips together to try to hold back a moan.

Reese takes another step closer. He’s almost at the foot of the bed now, and I almost regret having asked for the lights to be off, because I wish I could see the look on his face more clearly.

“Who are you trying to be quiet for?” he asks, his brown eyes glittering in the dim light. “There’s no one here but you and me. You can be as loud as you want.”

I swallow, nodding. Honestly, I’ve never really been all that vocal during sex. I used to try to make some noises with Austin, but it always felt a bit forced and put on—like it was for his benefit rather than mine, just something I did to bolster his ego. But right now, I’m having a hard time staying quiet.

You can be as loud as you want.

Reese’s words repeat in my head as I let my eyelid drift closed. I work the shaft of the Rabbit in and out of myself, teasing my clit with more pressure every time. My breathing is starting to grow heavy, my stomach clenching and my hips rising up to meet each thrust.

Little whimpers and gasps fall from my lips, and even though they’re not the loudest sounds in the world, they’re… unrestrained. I’m not trying to force them out, and I’m not trying to hold them back either. I’m just letting myselffeeland then responding to it.

“There you go.” Reese’s voice is filled with approval. “That’s better.”

Itisbetter. Fuck, it’s so much better that I’m getting close to falling apart, faster than I’ve ever managed it before, even on my own. I slide the Rabbit in deep and hold it there, undulating my hips as I work my clit against the little stimulator.

“Oh god…” I barely recognize my own voice. “Oh fuck…”

“You close?”

I nod, my chest rising and falling fast as I work to get enough oxygen.

“Take your top off,” Reese demands, his voice tight. “Let me see you.”

I don’t even hesitate. I’m too close to the edge to get lost in my own thoughts or second guess anything. I’m acting on pure instinct now, on the rising need tojustcome, so I move automatically, my eyes still closed. My thighs clench around the Rabbit, keeping it firmly in place as I let go of it and reach up with both hands to tug my soft t-shirt off. I have to arch my back a little to get it free, then it’s up and over my head, tossed somewhere on the floor along with my pants and panties.

“Fuck.” Reese drags the word out in a way that makes me shiver. “Play with your breasts. Let me see how you like to touch them.”

Pleasure is spiraling through me like a hurricane, and I don’t even bother taking off my bra. I just slide the straps down and free my full breasts, cupping and squeezing them as I clamp down hard around the vibrator. My thighs are shaking. My stomach is shaking. My entire body is trembling, like I’m about to shatter into pieces.

“Oh god,” I gasp, my voice rising in pitch. “Oh… I’m…”

“Eyes open. Look at me.”

Reese’s voice comes from right by the foot of the bed this time, and my eyelids pop open almost before he finishes speaking. My gaze locks with his at the exact moment that the bubble inside me breaks. My orgasm rushes through me, flooding my limbs with a rush of electric pleasure.

“Fuck! Reese!”

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