Page 120 of Breakaway Hearts

“Yes.” Her voice is breathy, and she doesn’t let go of my face as she starts to ride me harder, pressing her lips to mine over and over. “So good. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t, baby,” I promise. “I’m right here. I’m right here with you. Come for me. You can let go, I’ve got you.”

She nods, whimpering desperately as she undulates her hips against mine. The way she’s moving means I barely pull out of her at all, and even though it’s less friction on my cock, she’s grinding and clenching so hard that I’m about to explode.

“Come with me,” she begs, letting go of my face so she can rest her forearms on my shoulders instead. “Please. Please. I’m so close.”

“Me too,” I rasp, my balls drawing up tight as I work her clit harder and faster. “Fuck, Callie. Fuck!”

My hips drive upward as my orgasm hits, and Callie throws her head back, crying out as she falls apart too. Her pussy flutters around my cock, squeezing and milking me, and I fill her up with jet after jet of my cum.

Her head stays tipped back for a long moment as I slowly ease my thumb away from her clit, and when she looks back down at me, I realize that tears are trailing down her cheeks.

“Fuck, are you okay?” My thumbs wipe away the tears, and I sit up straighter, bringing our faces closer together as I scan her eyes for any sign that she’s hurt. “That wasn’t too much, was it?”

“No.” She shakes her head, smiling through her tears, then nods helplessly. “Yes. This is all so much, Reese. I don’t…” She swallows, resting one palm on my chest, just above my heart. Her voice drops to a whisper as she asks, “Am I the only one who feels it? Is this real?”

She must be able to feel the way my heart pounds in response. It crashes against my ribs like it’s trying to get out, to find its way to the place where I’m starting to realize it truly belongs: in her hands.

Keeping one hand on her cheek, I rest the other over hers, trapping it against my chest as I shake my head.

“You’re not the only one,” I murmur. “Maybe it started out as fake, but it’s been real to me for a long time.”

More tears stream from Callie’s eyes, but she doesn’t brush them away. Instead, she leans in and kisses me, laughing breathlessly against my lips.

I kiss her back, pouring everything I have into it. All the words I haven’t had the courage to say to her yet. All the feelings I’ve been trying to deny or hold back for so long. I put all of it into our kiss, hoping like hell that she can feel it.

We stay like that for a long time, murmuring quietly to each other as our lips move together, tongues exploring, my cock still buried inside her. When it finally hits me how late it is, and that Callieisstill recovering from an accident even if she’s mostly healed, I stand up, keeping my arms wrapped around her.

“We should go to bed,” I tell her. “You still need to be resting up.”

“Okay.” She nods, clinging to me. My cock slips out of her, and she wraps her legs around me as I carry her upstairs.

Without even saying anything, I bring her to my room. There’s no way I’m letting her out of my arms tonight.

She doesn’t have a toothbrush in my en suite bathroom, so I go grab hers from the bathroom down the hall. She grins at me as I deliver it to her, and we brush our teeth side by side, shooting glances at each other in the mirror. Then I turn off the light and lead her to my bed, throwing back the covers and crawling onto the mattress before tugging her down beside me.

I wrap my arms around her, settling her against my body so that we’re touching from head to toe. She nestles against me, and I brush her hair away from her face as I gaze down at her face in the darkness.

“Goodnight, Firefly,” I whisper.

She presses a kiss to my chest. “Goodnight.”

My fingers trace little patterns over her skin as I hold her, and she really must be a bit tired from the exertion, because it doesn’t take long for her breathing to even out. Her body melts against mine, relaxed and languid with sleep.

I gaze up at the ceiling, replaying the night over in my head. This wasn’t what I expected at all when I got home from my game, and it’s as if the man I was then and the man I am now are two different people. As if my entire world has shifted on its axis.

Callie moves a little in her sleep, and I tighten my arms around her protectively.

“It’s always been you,” I whisper, letting the truth spill out of me in the quiet darkness. “From the very beginning.”

Chapter41

Callie

When I wake up, I’m half-convinced that everything that happened last night was a dream. But it definitely wasn’t, because Reese is spooning me from behind, his muscled arm wrapped around my waist.

We’re still naked, and from the way he’s holding me, I can tell that he’s awake. I can feel his heart pounding in his chest and hear his slightly shaky breath.