Page 66 of Breakaway Hearts

I wink, dropping one hand down to adjust my cock, which is leaking precum into the fabric of my boxer briefs. “Maybe I’m just a fiend for you.”

She rolls her eyes at me again, and I don’t bother telling her that my assertion isn’t far off. I’ve never been the kind of guy who disliked going down on a woman, but right now, I feel ravenous for it in a way I’m not sure I’ve ever been before. I guess maybe it’s because I know there’s an end date to this thing Callie and I are doing, so I feel a sort of desperation to binge on her while I can.

“I’m fucking starving, Firefly. Don’t deny a professional athlete a good breakfast. Now get up here,” I tell her, giving her ass a light slap that makes her yelp.

She narrows her eyes at me but does what I asked, clambering up so that she’s straddling my face. I help her get into position, resting my hands on her thighs, and then look up to see her gazing down at me.

“Damn,” I comment, grinning. “I could get used to this view.”

“Shut the fuck up,” she mutters, but I can see the smile tugging at her lips.

Good.Thisis what I wanted. My best friend showing that spark that lives inside her, bantering with me. Having the confidence to let me see her like this.

But it’s still not quite enough.

I tug on her thighs, bringing her down lower, and she squirms.

“Wait, wait!” She rises back up a little. “You still need to breathe. You need air.”

“Air?” I chuckle roughly. “Who needs air when I could havethis?”

She makes a quiet noise, almost a whimper, and I can feel her thighs flex a little beneath my touch, as if she’s fighting against the urge to grind against me.

“Come on, baby, do it,” I murmur, pulling her downward again. “Sit on my face. Give me that sweet pussy. Let me taste you.”

This time, instead of resisting, she lets me put her just where I want her. Something swells inside my chest at the realization that she trusts me this much, and the need to devour her nearly overwhelms me.

Settling her pussy directly on my face, I drag my tongue over her, making her shudder.

“Fuck,” I groan, squeezing her ass. “You really do taste good.”

“Mm.”

Her response is a soft humming noise, and when I look back up at her face, she’s got her eyes shut. I don’t tell her to open them this time, but I keep my gaze glued on her features as I start to explore her with my tongue. I want to see everything I’m doing to her, want to watch her get lost in it.

Her legs shake when I drag the flat of my tongue over her clit, so I do it again and again. I taste and tease every part of her pussy before finally stiffening my tongue and fucking her with it.

“Reese!”

The naked arousal in her voice makes my cock twitch, and I grip her harder, burying my face in her pussy. She’s starting to ride me, to rock against my face in time with the thrusts of my tongue, and it’s fucking incredible. Her thighs are trembling around my ears, her cries rising in pitch, and the only thing I want in the entire world right now is to make her come.

“There you go, Firefly,” I mutter. My voice is muffled against her pussy, but it doesn’t matter. I’m certain she can hear the praise in my tone. “So fucking good. Come for me.”

“Reese, I…” She reaches down to grab a fistful of my hair, the other hand gripping the headboard tightly. “I… I’m…”

“Fuck, yes.”

I spear my tongue into her again and then focus on her clit, sliding my tongue over it in a fast pattern before I clamp my mouth down over the little bud and suck. She cries out again, her pussy clenching as she comes hard. A gush of wetness soaks my chin, and I finally release the pressure on her clit so that I can lap at her. I wasn’t fucking lying earlier when I told her I didn’t want to miss a drop.

“Oh… my… god…”

Her muscles slowly relax, and she melts off of me, collapsing to the bed. I roll over and prop myself up on one elbow to look down at her, making a show of dragging my fingers over my chin and then licking them. She gives an exhausted chuckle, a gorgeous smile spreading across her face.

Then her gaze drops down to my crotch. I’m still wearing the athletic pants that I slept in, and my cock is tenting the front of them, straining toward her like it’s as much of a fiend as I am. But when she reaches for me, I catch her wrist gently, turning it over to press a kiss to the sensitive skin on the inside.

“Part two of lesson three,” I say, raising an eyebrow. “It’s okay to justtakesometimes. You don’t always have to give. Besides, like I told you last night, I like watching you come. You don’t owe me anything.”

“I know.” She bites her lip, making me want to tug it free and trap it between my own teeth. “But I just…”

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