Break Up with Him, for Me (You Belong With Me 1)
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“Longer than that.” A faint smile crossed his lips, but he didn’t let it stay.
“I can’t be just your friend anymore, Penelope.” He looked into my eyes. “I refuse.”
“Are you saying it’s all or nothing?”
“Yes. But I’m also saying that I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.”
Silence.
My heart was begging me to say yes and throw myself all over him, but my mind knew better.
Hayden had never been in a functioning relationship in his life.
Stay friends, stay friends …
“What if I said that I need to think about it?”
“I guess you can do that.” He walked over to me, wrapping an arm around my waist. “But that doesn’t need to happen until tomorrow. I think we need to pick up where we left off at the gala, in the meantime.”
“What makes you think that’s a good idea?”
“Because I know you,” he said, running his fingers through my hair.“And I know you want more, so tell me how you want it.”
I stood still, completely speechless.
“Tell me, Penelope,” he whispered. “Do you want me to go slower? Devour your pussy with my mouth?”
“Yes.”
“Can you say that for me?”
I swallowed, and he tugged at the edge of my towel until it fell away from my body. It landed on the floor in a useless heap.
“Penelope.” He bit my bottom lip, trapping it between his teeth while he stared into my eyes. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want what you said.” I struggled to speak. I was beyond turned on. “I want that.”
His low laughter turned me on even more.
Letting my lip go, he pressed a light kiss against my mouth. He pressed his palms against my ass—alternating between soft and hard squeezes.
“I’ll give you whatever you want,” he said. “But I need you to say it. I need you to be very clear and direct with me.”
As if his desire was to tease me—to give me a sample of how good he would be, he slowly licked his lips before leaning down and sucking my right nipple into his mouth.
He darted his tongue against it in a slow, yet firm rhythm—turning me on with so much ease that he could probably make me orgasm that way.
“I want you to fuck me slower and with your mouth,” I said, finally. “That’s what’s I want.”
“Good girl.” He pushed me back onto the mattress.
Moving on top of me, he kissed a scorching hot trail of kisses between my breasts, then he took his time moving his mouth down to my stomach.
Then lower …
He was staring at me with every move he made, silently demanding me to submit as he tightly grabbed my ankles.
When he blew a long kiss against my clit, I damn near lost it.
He teased me with another one, sliding two fingers deep inside of me and pushing me into a zone of pleasure I’d never ventured to before.
“I want you to look at me, Penelope,” he said. “Look at me while I eat your pussy.”
I opened my eyes, and he smiled. Then he blew a soft, warm kiss against my inner thigh.
Without any warning, he spat directly onto my clit, and I gasped at the sight of him burying his head between my thighs and devouring me—rendering me utterly useless.
Fuck.
“Hayden…” I gripped his hair and screamed as he controlled my entire body with his mouth. As he owned me like no man had ever done before.
“Ahhhh.” I clawed my nails into his shoulders, but he didn’t respond to the pain. He only responded by devouring me more.
The tremors inside of me were building, building, and building, as he kept the same dominant tempo. My body was reacting more to him than my inner my pleas to hold on just a little longer.
As he darted his tongue against my clit at just the right angle—just the right spot, I lost all control.
“Oh godddd, Haydennnn!” I screamed his name at the top of my lungs as I reached an orgasm and came in his mouth.
He didn’t let me go. He continued rolling his tongue against my pussy for several minutes after, until I’d completely stopped shaking.
When he finally stood to his feet, I lay against the mattress, panting and sweating, trying to come down from a high I’d never experienced before.
The sound of running water suddenly filled the room, and it took all of my energy to sit up a bit.
Hayden returned to the bedroom and stared into my eyes. “You’re fucking gorgeous when you come. Do know that?”
I blushed. All sense of conversation was eluding me at this moment.
I motioned for him to lay next to me, but he shook his head.
“I’m not done with you,” he said, moving on top of me. “I’m just getting started.”
He covered my lips with his, pulling me under his spell, and I became lost in him all over again.