Page 50 of Unlock My Heart

Without even a hint of a warning, my balls draw up and… “Oh shit.” My hips buck wildly as my cock empties itself in my pants.

Sienna pauses when she’s within reaching distance, her eyes landing on the huge wet spot on my crotch, before meeting my eyes with confusion.

My chest vibrates with a mix of humor and embarrassment. “Color me shocked, baby.”

Her tongue darts out, lapping at the cum spot.

“Goddammit, Sienna.” I grip her by the hair, jerking her face up. “Don’t make me come in my pants a second time.”

She giggles, shaking out of my hold as she rises. “I like you shocked.”

“Do you now?” Past the point of embarrassment, my cock’s already gearing up for round two. My hands grips her by the hips as I guide her to straddle me.

“Yes,” she says, her eyes a bit glassy as she wraps her arms around my shoulders.

“When you sober up, are you gonna be pissed about crawling?” I ask in a bemused tone.

Her forehead bunches. “No, but only if you crawl to me.”

My head tips back with laughter. “Baby, I love you, but that ain’t happening.”

It’s like a bucket of cold water has been dumped on Sienna. Her eyes go wide, and I grip her chin. “It slipped out, but I won’t take it back.”

“This is crazy,” she whispers.

“Yeah.” It is fucking crazy.

“It feels too much.”

“Yeah.” Way too much.

“Too big.”

“Yeah.” Huge.

“Too soon.”

“Yeah.” Like the moment I saw you soon.

She sighs. “I love you too, Fabien, but don’t you dare say ‘yeah.’”

“Yeah?” I grin from ear to ear.

She rolls her eyes, but with a smile, presses her lips to mine. “Yeah.”

“Glad that’s settled. Now it’s my turn to make you come all over me.” My hands grip her hips, moving her back and forth. She takes over, and I drop my hands, watching her grind against my cock. “Such a bad fucking girl.” I grab her by the ass cheeks and grind her harder, and her entire body shudders.

“Is it always like this?” Her head falls back on a moan.

“One can only hope.” I grip her by the back of her hair, jerking her face inches from mine. “You gonna come all over me, piccola volpe?”

“Yes,” she moans as I guide her hips back and forth with my free hand.

My tongue parts her lips, and I claim her mouth thoroughly. With long, hot flicks of my tongue, I get my girl good and worked up.

“Fabien,” Sienna whimpers as I release her ass check and snake a hand between us. On her next forward movement, my thumb grazes her clit. “Oh God…” She corrects herself. “Fabien.”

“Mmm. That’s right.” Sienna likes quick, back-and-forth strokes with the pads of my fingers, and that’s exactly what I give her clit. My teeth run down the delicate column of her neck as I work her faster and faster.