Page 78 of Break my Heart
“I want you to stay here tonight,” she whispers, her warm breath feathering against my lips. “I want you to finish what you started.”
One side of my mouth rises in a smirk before I press my lips against hers. “I think that can be arranged.”
“I would be disappointed if it couldn’t.”
“I’d probably go home and beat off. A few times.”
Her lips tremble with a smile. “Now that, I would like to see.”
It’s tempting to tell her about my side hustle, but I decide to save that for another time.
Tonight is about Ava.
Giving her all the pleasure she can take.
I need her to understand that she’s not broken. Or some kind of deviant. She can enjoy what she craves without judgment.
I press one last kiss against her lips before murmuring, “Turn around.”
Instead of questioning the directive, she spins in a semi-circle until the long line of her spine faces me.
“Hold up your hair, baby girl.”
She gathers up the long strands of blonde hair in her hands as I tug the zipper down until the black material gapes open, revealing the creamy expanse of her back.
I didn’t realize she wasn’t wearing a bra.
With a glance over her shoulder, she meets my gaze before allowing her hair to spill from her fingers down her back in a golden waterfall. Then she shrugs out of the dress. The material slips down her slender body before puddling around her feet until she’s in nothing but heels.
Fuck.
This girl is gorgeous.
I could soak in the sight of her for hours.
And maybe someday, I will. But not tonight.
My gaze slides down the length of her before settling on her ass. It’s perfectly heart shaped. She’s tight and muscular from hours spent on the ice.
The sight of her has my cock stiffening up even more, until it’s borderline painful.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I close the distance between us before dropping to my knees. My palms settle on each ass cheek, squeezing the firm flesh and massaging it with my hands. Her ass is like a juicy peach, and I just want to take a bite of it.
Actually, that’s exactly what I’ll do.
My teeth sink into the muscle before sucking at the skin. I want to mark this girl as my own.
Possessiveness rushes through me. I want every dude on this campus to understand that Ava Philips belongs to me.
It’s not an emotion that’s ever coursed through me before.
I’ve never liked anyone enough to claim them.
But that’s exactly how I feel about her.
Whether she realizes it or not, she’s mine now, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe and happy. To fulfill her needs. Including the secret ones she’s too ashamed to admit out loud.