Page 32 of The Heart Breaker

The moment my tongue drags through her, my eyes roll back before I can stop them. My grip on her thighs tightens, pinning her open as my tongue drags slowly through her, collecting every slick drop she’s made for me.

My tongue swirls around her clit, and her thighs clamp around my head as pretty moans leave her lips.

I spread her legs open and pull back, rubbing circles with my finger over her clit.

“Tastes so sweet,” I groan, leaning down to lick her. “Figures your ex didn’t know what to do with you.”

“Shut the f—fuck up—oh my god—” she gasps, the last word dissolving into a sound that makes me grin.

I slide my tongue lower, tasting her everywhere. She’s shaking like crazy, but I don’t stop. I’m hungry, and I want to eat.

I suck harder, hungrier, my tongue locked on her clit until every sound she makes turns into a broken sob.

“Too much—Cole—fuck—too much?—”

I growl against her. “You can take it.”

I slide two fingers inside her, curling them until I find the spot that makes her body bow off the bed, and a rough, needy moan leaves her throat.

I keep my tongue on her clit, licking and sucking while my fingers pump deeper, harder, dragging her toward her orgasm even as her hands claw through my hair, desperate for something to hold on to.

She comes hard, her back arching off the mattress. I keep licking her, fucking her with my fingers while she shatters around them. I devour the sound of her gasps and cries as her body twitches.

“Fuck—you’re gonna kill me?—”

Her voice cracks and she pushes at my head with shaking hands. I pull back, panting, my face wet with her slick. My jaw aches. And my cock… fuck, it’s hard enough I could break something with it.

I reach over and grab a condom from the nightstand, tearing the foil with my teeth, my eyes never leaving hers, watching as she breathes hard, her skin flushed from the orgasm I just wrung out of her.

Her gaze drops to my hand as I stroke myself, and I swear to God it’s torture that I’m not inside her yet.

I roll the condom on and crawl up her body, dragging my mouth along her stomach, between her ribs, up the flush of her chest.

My hands grip her hips and I flip her over, loving the little gasp she lets out when I push her into the mattress. I tug her hips back toward me, pressing a hand between her shoulders to make her arch for me.

I line myself up, sliding my cock between her slick pussy, feeling how wet she is. “Tell me no,” I murmur, squeezing her hips. “Tell me to stop. Tell me to fuck someone else and get you out of my head.”

She doesn’t say a word. She just lets out a shaky breath, and I know she’s not stopping this. I press the head of my cock to her entrance, just slightly, and she moans, dropping her head.

“Remember all that shit you talked earlier?” I murmur against her ear. “Remember telling me I couldn’t make a woman come? I’m about to prove you so fucking wrong.”

I push into her in one hard thrust, burying myself to the base. She moans loudly, her fingers clawing at the sheets, but I grab her hips and pull her back, sliding into her again until her whole body shakes.

Goddamn, she’s so tight, soaking wet, and gripping me inside her.

I fucking hate her. Hate how hot she is. Hate how her body fits mine like a glove.

But after tonight… I can finally be done with her.

I lean down, my mouth brushing against her skin as I fuck her. I let my teeth scrape along her skin.

The little choked noise she makes goes straight to my head.

“What are you doing?” she pants.

“All those times you begged me to bite you?” I snarl against her skin. “Doing that right the fuck now.”

I scrape my teeth along her shoulder, biting her slightly as I drive my cock into her.