Break Your Little Heart – Heartbreak Hill Read Online Charleigh Rose

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Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 124923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
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“Don’t you want to?”

Oh, fuck.

“Are you sure you’re awake?” That was an invitation if I’ve ever heard one, but I’m not taking any chances.

“You saw me explode,” she explains. “Fair is fair.”

Maybe I’m the one who’s still asleep because I can’t be hearing this right. Unless…

I narrow my eyes as something occurs to me. “You weren’t having a nightmare. You were having a sex dream.”

“No,” she denies, but I know by the way she tenses in my arms that I hit the nail right on the head.

“Then what were you dreaming about?”

“I don’t remember,” she says, sounding more awake, more like her bratty, insolent self.

“How convenient.” I smirk.

Valen tries to untangle herself from me with a scoff, but I flip her onto her back, rolling on top of her with my hands around her wrists. I can feel her anger rolling off her in waves. Or maybe it’s the same pent-up sexual frustration I feel whenever we’re together. Her chest heaves, her delicate jaw set hard.

“If you want to watch me make myself come, I’ll do it. If you want me to touch you, too, even fucking better. But I am going to make sure you’re fully conscious before we do something you’ll regret tomorrow, and I’m going to make you ask for it. So if you’d make your decision, preferably in the next ten seconds, that’d be great.”

Keeping that glare intact, she tilts her hips upward in answer, rocking into me. I groan, my head falling forward, but I manage to stop from rutting into her, keeping the bulk of my weight off her.

“Tell me what you want from me, Valen. Spell it out for me.”

“I want you to make me feel good again.”

It’s not specific enough, but it’ll fucking do because my self-control is hanging on by a thread. I slip my hand back into her pants, parting her pussy lips with my middle finger to rub her little clit.

“No sex,” she clarifies, rocking into my touch.

“I can work with that.” Sliding down her body, I push her sweatshirt up, taking the undershirt with it, exposing that warm, smooth skin of hers. When just the underside tits are on display, I take the flesh in between my teeth and pause, looking up at her, giving her one more chance to stop this. She holds my gaze as I slowly raise her shirt the rest of the way, uncovering her nipples. Fuck, they’re even more perfect than I remember, small, hard and a shade darker than her skin. Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen.

As I kiss my way down her stomach, my fingers find the waistband of her sweats. She lifts her ass for me as I pull them off, taking her underwear with them. I barely get a glimpse of her bare pussy before her hand appears between her legs, blocking my view.

“Not that either,” she instructs.

I laugh, leaning my face into the inside of her impossibly soft thigh. “I’m starting to understand how you’ve never been given an orgasm before.” Summoning every ounce of willpower I have, I pull back until I’m kneeling in front of her. “Let me see you.”

She removes the hand between her legs and opens her thighs, just enough for me to see what’s between them. I palm my cock through my sweats, gripping it hard as I take in the sight beneath me. Shirt pushed up to her chin, knees bent and spread, pretty, wet pussy on display. I only wish I had more light to admire the view.

“I want to see you, too,” she says, looking at where my hand has disappeared under my pants. I shove them down enough to free myself from the confines of my boxers. Valen’s eyes are glued to my cock as I work my fist up and down.

“Here’s how this is going to work, Sweet Valentine.” I reach over to grab her abandoned pillow, then mine, before propping them up against the base of the fireplace. I make quick work of lighting a piece of newspaper and tossing it between the logs. I crumple up two more pieces and add them to the small fire, hoping it will be enough to last. I want to be able to see Valen for what I have planned.

I drop the lighter and turn back around to face her. She rises to her knees, brown eyes full of suspicion. She’s pulled her sweatshirt down and it falls to the top of her thighs, covering up those perfect fucking tits, her pussy, and everything in between. I kick myself for not taking it off her completely. “You’re going to sit on my lap, and you’re going to make yourself come,” I continue. She doesn’t trust me. And if she can’t trust me, she can’t let her guard down. And if she can’t let her guard down, she can’t let herself come. And that’s something I want to witness again.


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