Page 80 of Heartsmashed
Instead I gathered up my blanket and stood. “Are you tired?”
“No.”
“Good.” My pulse kicked up hard enough that I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. “Me either.”
He stared up at me for a beat, and there was nothing casual about the way he watched me, eyes roving over my face, lingering at my mouth. The way they dropped to my hips, where he could no doubt see the semi I was sporting.
He rose slowly, but his hands stayed by his sides, like he was tryingveryhard to behave.
I didn’t want him to behave.
I brushed by him, reaching for the door and felt him behind me, but before I could step inside, his arm curled around my waist, and he pulled me back against his body. His breath tickled my neck, making me shiver as he spoke, low in my ear, voice gravel-rough.
“If we do this, I don’t want you wondering why.”
I shivered. “I won’t.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure that I want you,” I said, not even embarrassed at how breathless I sounded. Not when Beckett’s lips were against my neck and his arm tightened around me.
That was it, the tipping point, and before I could even think, Beckett opened the door and we burst through it.
22
BECKETT
MY RESTRAINT SNAPPED.
Fuck the rules that had held me back, because Sawyer had just uttered the magic words, and nothing would stop me from getting him beneath me the way we both wanted.
I had us inside and his back against the door in a heartbeat. Sawyer gripped at my shirt, pulling me closer, and I didn’t know whether it was him or me that leaned in first, only that our mouths crashed together and his low moan shot straight to my dick.
I pressed my body up against his, caging him in, done talking myself out of this. I kissed him, every look, every touch, everyalmostthat had been piling under my skin all week finally having somewhere to go. He met me there, hands sliding down my chest, moving under my sweater. His fingers were cold from the chill outside, and I sucked in a breath as they ran over my skin.
“Yes, touch me,” I said against his mouth, encouraging the bold Sawyer that was coming out to play.
He gripped the edge of my sweater and began to pull it up, and I severed our lips’ connection only long enough to help him get it up over my head.
As I threw it out of the way, Sawyer’s gaze traveled over my body, and he shook his head when I turned back.
“God, how are you even real?” He ran his finger down the line of my abs, following the trail of blond hair that disappeared beneath the waist of my track pants. I thought he’d yank them down—at least, that was what his eyes were telling me—but then he surprised me by pushing off the door and walking me back toward the bed.
Hell yes. Take what you want.
Sawyer reached for the back of his sweater, removing it in one swift move, revealing that lean body I wanted to run my tongue all over. He was impossible to resist, and now I didn’t have to anymore.
I slid my hand into his hair, wrapping my other arm around his waist, drawing him back to me so I could taste him again. Skin on skin, cocks hard and aching behind too many layers of fabric, and me, diving into that sweet mouth like I wouldn’t get the chance to again.
I brushed my thumb across the side of his neck, his heart beating fast, matching my own.
There was no stopping this time. One second we were kissing, clothes still on, and the next we’d stripped off each other’s pants and fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.
His body was against mine, his hands were on me, and things had gone from hot to explosive in a way that left me reeling. I squeezed his plump ass, forcing his rock-hard erection against mine. The friction left him gasping, and I swallowed it, sucking on his tongue and sliding my thigh between his.
He felt so damn good, fitting against my body like he was meant to be there. That should’ve scared me, but I was out of my head at the moment, focused solely on making him feel good. We were done playing our roles—or maybe they were just on hold for the moment.
Didn’t know. Didn’t care. Not when Sawyer shocked the hell out of me by pushing me to my back and straddling my hips.
