Heartbreak Me (Heartbreak Duet 1)

The first time I met her, on her knees with a beanie over her head, I had to test it. I had to put my hands around her sweet neck to see how she would react. And she didn’t disappoint me. Luckily for me, she never noticed my cock was hard, because if she did, I’m sure all of this would have gone very differently than it has.

She moans loudly as I grip her hair, pulling her head back as I come hard and long. She comes again, and a scream rips from her lips, making my nuts clench at the sound.

I’m low-key obsessed with her.

And she doesn’t even realize it.

Pulling out of her, she doesn’t move. Theadora’s head drops back to the bed, and her heavy breathing takes over while she catches her breath. Standing, I look down on her. Her ass cheeks are red with marks from my hands as she lays there with her legs spread, showing me everything with not a care in the world.

“I won’t carry you,” I tell her.

She opens her eyes and smirks at me. “I never expected you to, but now that you mention it, most men in my romance novels carry their women to the bathroom and wash them after they fuck them. You should totally do that.” Her body doesn’t even move as she speaks, but her lips turn up in a wide smile.

“I won’t carry you,” I reiterate, this time with more determination.

“You will because I can’t walk. So, Atlas, pick me the fuck up, and carry me to the bathroom like a good man should.” She turns over, her tits and pussy on perfect show. My cock bounces, ready for another round, and her eyes drop straight to it. “Carry me.” She puts her arms out and grins.

“I’m not a good man, that’s your first mistake.”

Theadora’s hands drop, and the smile that was on her face instantly leaves, and, in its place, an intense fevered stare takes over as her face reddens.

I smirk, and, within seconds, I reach for her and throw her over my shoulder, smacking her ass a few times for good measure.

All anger now gone, she laughs as we head to her small shower, and I place her in the cubicle, turning the water on. When I do, she screams as the cold water hits her full blast. Her eyes grow wide as she tries to shift away and cover herself from the ice-cold blast pouring all over her. When she looks up and sees me smiling, she reaches for me and pulls me under, then slams her body against mine for my warmth.

“You are a real asshole, you know that?” she says into my chest.

I turn the faucet, and the water warms because it is fucking freezing.

“And you should probably leave so I can have good dreams. Because if you stay, you are bound to fuck up my happy thoughts of you right now.”

I chuckle at her words. “I’m staying,” I tell her.

Theadora pulls back and reaches for the soap, then starts washing herself. She looks at me as I stand under the water, and she begins lathering me up. Her hands move in circles over my belly before they dip lower and touch my dick. She smiles up at me and continues to slowly stroke me.

“You should leave. We probably won’t get any sleep otherwise,” she states, soap now gone and her hand wrapped around my cock as she pulls. She has the perfect touch, and I lean in to kiss her, but she pulls back. “No. You should go, don’t you think?”

I bite my lip but stare her down as she maintains her hold on me. “You don’t want me to go,” I say with a devilish look. “You want to wake up with my cock in your pussy.”

She doesn’t argue, so I know it’s what she wants. “I want that too. So unless you want me to fuck you up against this bathroom wall with my hand against your throat, I would stop stroking my cock, right now.”

Theadora squeezes one last time, then lets me go and reaches for the soap again before she resumes washing herself. I watch, waiting until she’s done and gets out before I do the same.

After washing myself, I step out to find her in her bed with the covers pulled up as she lays there watching me.

“Is my debt gone?” she asks.

“Do you want it to be gone?” I ask, drying my hair with the towel while walking over to her bed. She sleeps on an old wooden bed, but her mattress is fucking heaven.

“Yes. I never wanted it in the first place.”

“What about me? Do you want me gone too?” I ask while climbing into the bed. I turn on my side, looking at her so I can read her expressions. Her sky-blue eyes close for the briefest of seconds before they reopen.