Page 107 of Things That Break Us


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Her lips curve up. “Thank you for being patient with me.”

“I would’ve waited forever for you if I had to,” I admit.

Emotion washes over her face, and her eyebrows draw together. “Really?”

“Or at least fourteen years,” I chuckle before getting serious. “You’re the one for me, Nova. It will only ever be you.”

She lifts her hand to my face and cups my jaw. “That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”

Winking at her, my tone is playful. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She leans over and presses a soft kiss to my mouth.

Once we’re done with our coffee, I stand up, and taking hold of Nova’s hand, I pull her toward the couch. Sitting down, I grip hold of her hips and tug her onto my lap so she’s straddling me.

“That’s better,” I grin while I rub my hands up and down her sides.

Her tone is light and happy as she replies, “It is.”

Bringing my hand to her neck, I pull her in for a kiss, which quickly gets out of control. Hard and desperate for my woman, I let out a disgruntled groan. “Condoms are upstairs.”

“I have an IUD.”

My eyebrow lifts as I tease her, “You could’ve mentioned that earlier.”

She gives me a playful smile. “It was hot watching you rip the foil open with your teeth and roll the condom on.”

“Yeah?” I push her backward, and as I tug her leggings down her legs, I ask, “You liked that?”

With desire darkening her eyes, she admits, “I like everything you do.”

As soon as we’re both naked, I pull her back onto my lap so she can straddle me before I proceed to kiss the ever-loving shit out of her.

She tastes as sweet as she is, with a hint of innocence that’s downright addictive.

“Fuck, Nova,” I groan as I massage her breast, which fits perfectly in my palm. “You feel so good.” My tongue darts out, and I lick my way up her throat. “And you taste incredible.”

“Easton.” My name sounds like a prayer on her lips, and I fucking love it.

“I want to get to know every inch of your sexy body,” I say, my voice deep with desire for her. “I want to find out what makes you cry for more and what makes you beg for mercy.”

“You,” she gasps, her fingers tugging at my hair as she grinds down on my cock. “Your mouth. Your hands. Your body.”

I drop a kiss between her breasts before I move up again. Biting her jaw lightly while my hands feast on the feel of her soft skin, I say, “You’re fucking beautiful.”

I reach down and adjust my cock at her entrance, and as Nova takes me deep inside her, she looks fucking sexy.

Once I’m buried to the hilt, her lips part to let out a gasp.

Feeling how hot and wet she is, I groan, “You’re soaked for me, baby.”

Nova starts to move, her hips swiveling every time she takes me deep, and I fall irrevocably in love with the breathtaking expression of ecstasy on her face.

When I reach down and flick her clit, her body jerks, telling me she’s fucking sensitive. “Christ, I’m going to love making you come,” I growl before I crush my mouth to hers and I take over fucking her.

“Please,” she whimpers against my lips.

I drink her whimpers and moans like a man dying of thirst, and I let out a pleased growl when her body tenses with an impending orgasm.