SWNOVELS Break My Heart: Chapter 26
It’s the bright sunlight filtering through the gauzy curtains of my bedroom window that pulls me from the best sleep I’ve had in a long time. As my eyelids flutter open, I’m slammed with two realizations.
The first is that I’m naked.
The second is that I’m not alone.
A warm body is pressed against me.
Not to mention, that body is hard.
Definitely hard.
Since waking up beside another person isn’t a normal occurrence for me, I rack my brain to try to figure out what happened. It doesn’t take long to remember making out with Hayes before being interrupted by Britt, Colby, Willow, and Maverick. We ended up at Blue Vibe, dancing the night away. Hayes pulling me up to the second floor and touching me flickers through my head like a slow-motion picture show.
The man has magic hands.
A shiver slides through me as a burst of heat dampens my core.
I crack open my eyelids and cautiously peek beneath the sheets.
While I’m naked, Hayes is still wearing a pair of black boxer briefs that hug his sculpted hips and ass. The man looks more like he was carved from marble than made of flesh and bone. He’s so finely chiseled.
I know exactly the kind of time, commitment, and discipline musculature like that takes. His physique wasn’t achieved by spending an hour a day in the gym. More like hours on the ice and a few more spent in the weight room. And then cardio added to the regimen to increase stamina.
We didn’t even make it up to the apartment before I’d been on him. As soon as the elevator doors closed, I was pressing him against the wall before he flipped us around. The way he’d knelt in front of me and taken my panties off while I’d held up my dress sends another burst of heat sizzling through my veins.
Just when I thought I’d find my release, he popped back to his feet and carried me to my apartment before stripping off my dress and watching me touch myself. Another thick shiver makes its way through me.
There’s no way I should feel so comfortable with him.
But that doesn’t erase the fact that I do.
I’ve confided my secrets to this man.
More than that, I trust him to keep them safe.
For the first time since my life imploded, I’m at peace with myself.
And that has everything to do with Hayes.
After he gave me the most delicious orgasm, we fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms.
My gaze slides from his six pack abdominals to the broad expanse of his chest. Even when he’s relaxed, everything is well defined. There’s not an ounce of fat on him.
It’s so tempting to reach out and run the tips of my fingers over every sinewy muscle.
“Whatever you’re considering, you should do it.”
I squeak as my gaze slices to his. His green eyes twinkle with both mischief and heat. It’s a lethal combination. One that makes my pulse race.
He stretches his arms above his head, and all those mouthwatering muscles tighten and lengthen.
I wasn’t lying last night when I called him beautiful.
He is.
Ridiculously so.
He folds his arms behind his head before stacking his hands beneath it. When his attention drops to my chest, I’m reminded of my naked state. As tempting as it is to cover myself, I resist the urge. The desire that darkens his eyes turns them a deep emerald hue.
There’s something about the way this man stares at me that ignites a firestorm of need deep in my belly.
It’s addictive.
Instead of overthinking matters, I pull myself up to a seated position and settle on top of him before straddling his thick thighs. His gaze stays pinned to mine as his hands remain behind his head. The only reactions I’m given are the tightening of his jaw and the tension that fills his muscles.
I still can’t get over how much pleasure he showered me with last night, taking none for himself. It makes me want to give him just as much in return.
His boxers are tented in the front and already there’s a damp spot on the cotton. I reach down and rub my finger over the wetness.
“You look good naked on top of me.”
I flick my gaze to his. His eyelids are lowered to half-mast as he watches me.
Impatience to see every inch of him rushes through me, and I slip my fingers into the cotton before dragging it down so his erection can spring free. His cock is hot to the touch, and clear fluid beads from the slit as I stroke him.
My gaze clings to his as I lean forward and kiss the tip of his erection before nuzzling it. He’s hard as steel and yet silky soft. I run the tip of my tongue from the bulbous head, down the length of his shaft, to the root before drifting lower to circle one ball and then the other. They’re shaved clean and are smooth against my tongue.
When I suck one into my mouth, another groan explodes from him as he gently brushes the hair away from my eyes before tunneling his fingers through the thick strands.
“That feels amazing.”
His breathing picks up tempo as I play with him. Arousal curls in the pit of my belly like a whisp of smoke, intensifying the ache in my core.
I release one ball with a soft pop before licking the other and giving it the same attention. Once my tongue dances over every inch of his sac, I kiss my way back up his cock and draw the tip between my lips. His fingers tighten around the sides of my head as his eyelids droop.
Each time I slide along the hard length, I take him deeper, until he nudges the back of my throat. Another groan rumbles up from within his chest as I keep up a steady rhythm.
“Fuuuuck.”
With a tilt of his pelvis, he thrusts forward. When my mouth turns voracious, his muscles tense before he attempts to shove me away. Instead of allowing that to happen, I stare up at him as I continue sucking his dick.
“If you’re not careful, you’ll make me come,” he mutters, jaw clenched. His voice is so tightly strung, it sounds as if it’ll shatter into a million jagged pieces.
When his balls draw up against his body, I realize he’s seconds away from finding his release. That’s all it takes for me to double down on my efforts.
“Ava,” he growls as the first drops of cum splash against the back of my throat, and I greedily swallow them down. His fingers sink into my scalp, holding me close as he orgasms. It’s only after he softens that I set him free.
He reaches down, hooking his arms around my upper body, and hauls me upward until I’m fully stretched out on top of his body. The moment his mouth fastens to mine, I open so his tongue can delve inside to tangle with my own.
A few seconds later, I’m breathless.
He draws away just enough to stare into my eyes. “There’s nothing sexier than the taste of me on your lips.”
“I could say the same.”
With a grin, he says, “Know what I could go for right about now?”
“Breakfast?”
“Well, I’m definitely hungry. But that’s not exactly what I had in mind.”
“Oh?”
I gasp when he rolls us over so he’s on top. A wicked glint fills his green eyes. It’s enough to make my belly swoop. He presses a kiss against my lips before working his way down my naked body. When he reaches my breasts, he draws one hard tip into his mouth until I’m squirming beneath him. My fingers tangle in his hair as he releases my nipple before sucking on the other. Need explodes through me as my core throbs a steady, insistent beat.
He descends, licking and sucking my flesh until arriving at the V between my legs. I can’t help but spread them wider, giving him full access.
It’s amazing how free and uninhibited I feel with Hayes. Like we’ve been together for months.
He wraps his hands around my inner thighs, spreading them even farther apart as he stares at me. I can practically feel the heat of his gaze sliding over my core as wetness gathers between my legs.
“Have I mentioned how fucking beautiful you are?”
“Maybe once or twice.”
He flicks his gaze upward to meet my eyes. “Such a smart mouth.”
“You certainly didn’t have a problem with my smart mouth when it was wrapped around your cock.”
He smirks before sinking his teeth into the delicate flesh of my inner thigh.
A moan breaks loose from me as I wriggle beneath his grip. His hands tighten, holding me firmly in place.
“I loved the way you sucked my dick almost as much as I enjoy eating your pussy.”
He tongues the little piece of jewelry decorating my clit, circling it before drawing it into his mouth.
Barely has he touched me, and it feels like I’ll go off like a rocket. Just when my muscles tighten, he pulls away.
“Ready for that breakfast?”
My eyes widen as I screech, “Are you being serious?”
“Nope. Not at all.” He smirks before burying his face against my drenched flesh. A few lashes of his tongue and a tug of the piercing send me tumbling over the edge as I scream out my orgasm.
It’s only when I huff out a contented breath that he presses a kiss against me.
“Now I’m ready to feed you.”