Unbreak This Heart

by Betty Shreffler

  Jane huffs. “Clearly Todd doesn’t tell his sister everything.”

  The conversation has my mind and emotions equally rattled. I grab Jane’s arm and pull her farther into the bathroom, glancing over my shoulder to ensure Elizabeth is out of earshot.

  “What’s wrong? Don’t let what she said get to you.”

  “Of course, it got to me! He said he was letting me cool off. What bullshit is that?”

  “He’s a douche. Have an amazing night with Carter and forget about that conversation.”

  Letting out a breath, I hand Jane the stuffed bear before storming into the next available stall.

  When we walk out, my eyes scan the crowd for Carter. He gestures at me and I head right into his arms. He caresses his hand over my hair, instantly soothing my anger and frustration.

  “Everything all right?”

  “We ran into Todd’s sister,” Jane explains.

  Carter releases me and gently strokes his thumb across my cheek. “She say something that upset you?” I nod, and Carter puts his arms back around me and kisses my hair. “You wanna head home?”

  “Yeah, I think I’m ready to call it a night.”

  Taking the bear from Jane’s outstretched hand, Carter tucks it in the opposite arm while wrapping me in the other.

  “We’ll see you later. We’re gonna head out,” he says to them.

  Jane moves in and hugs me. “Have fun tonight,” she whispers before kissing my cheek.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  —

  ALEX

  Looking at the big, bug eyes of the silly bear as I place it on my nightstand has joy filling my chest. My smile widens as the warmth of Carter’s body meets my back. His arms wrap around me as he nuzzles into my neck.

  “Feeling better?”

  Putting my hands on his arms, I rub along them.

  “I always feel better when you’re around.”

  An affectionate kiss sends goosebumps over my skin. His warm breath meets my ear. “I’m gonna start the bath.”

  Those words alone cause a tightening, needy heat to build at my core. His tongue flicks the lower part of my ear and that heat pulses just before his warmth leaves me. The sound of the tub faucet pouring water reaches me and my body tingles with anticipation. Knowing in moments I’ll see Carter naked in all his glory reignites that fading heat between my legs.

  With his bare chest taunting me, he fills the frame of my bathroom, and with one curling finger my legs move to him, reeled in by the sexy desire in his eyes.

  I stop before him and with slow, sensual movements his hands lift my sweater. Calloused thumbs graze my sensitive skin and brush across my bra, lingering on my hardened nipples. Carter’s gaze drops to my full breasts held up by a platter of black satin and lace before raising and meeting my eyes with fierce intensity.

  “You’re incredibly beautiful.”

  Gently pulling me to him, his lips meet mine in a loving, slow kiss. The back of my bra clasp comes undone in his hands. His fiery lips leave mine tingly as the bra flutters to the floor. Stepping back, he admires me. The lascivious look in his eyes doesn’t cause me to shy away. No, it excites me and gives me confidence that he appreciates what he sees and won’t hurt me to have what he wants.

  Taking my hands in his, he kisses each before lowering them and meeting my lips as his fingers work to unfasten my jeans. Slipping my thumbs into each side, I slide them and my underwear, down and off. I leave his lips for only a moment to kick away my jeans before returning to what I crave more of.

  My hands reach for his jeans and lower them off his hips as his mouth molds to my lips in sensuous, devouring motions. Carter pulls away for a breath when my hand takes hold of his erection. His hand rests against the wall as I repeatedly stroke the length of him.

  “Alex,” he breathes.

  Lowering onto my knees, I take him into my mouth. He reaches for the faucet and turns it off before resting one hand on my head and tangling his fingers in my hair. A low moan escapes his lips as my hand grips his ass cheek. I hold the base of his cock and push him to the back of my throat, sucking hard with each stroke.

  “Fuuuck, Alex, you destroy me.”

  Minutes later, the salty taste fills my mouth and I swallow before licking at the last bit lingering at his head. Heavy-lidded eyes meet mine as I stand. He pulls me to him and rests his forehead against mine.

  “You don’t know what you do to me.”

  Brushing my finger across his lips, I grin at how satisfied I make him. “I like knowing I make you feel good.”

  “You do, beautiful. So damn good.” His hand squeezes my ass. “Get in there. My turn to make you feel good.”

  The fragrance of my vanilla body wash fills my nostrils as I slide into the warm, silky water. Behind me, Carter sheds his jeans and briefs and eyes my ass as I lower myself beneath the water. My gaze lingers over his solid abs and Adonis belt pointing to his trimmed hair and semi-erect gorilla of a cock.

  Jittery nerves bunch in my stomach at the thought of how he’ll feel stretching me, then those thoughts turn to arousal at how good I know he’d feel inside me.

  With a gentle grip on my waist, he slides my ass to him, molding me to his chest. A tender kiss skims my collarbone, across my neck, then the shell of my ear.

  “Do you want me to touch you?” His hot breath on my ear does quick work stirring my arousal.

  Leaning back on his chest, I take hold of his hand and lower it beneath the water to where I want him to touch.

  “Yes.”

  My ear is sucked between his lips as he places one finger on my clit and rolls against my nub. Two fingers slide into me, and I gasp at how good it feels to have him working me this way. Sliding in deep, curving his fingers and rubbing at just the right angle has the bath water thrashing against the tub as my hips jerk in response.

  “Carter…”

  His lips touch my neck, nibble, and suck against my skin as his palm rubs against my clit, his skilled fingers stroking mercilessly. With the tingling of my body and curling of my toes my orgasm builds, mounting, eager to erupt.

  With his free arm, he holds me close to him as I come undone. Trembling, my head tilted back, forming an O on my parted lips, I revel in the high coursing through my body.

  Fingers sliding out, he caresses along my sensitive clit, then abdomen as I lay against his chest, basking in the glorious sensations he created. His hardened erection presses between my ass as he gives tender kisses to my cheek and neck.

  “Is it selfish of me that I already want to make you come again?”

  Laughing, I intertwine my fingers in his. “Not selfish at all, from my point of view.”

  “Good, because that right there was so damn sexy.” Cheek rested against my hair, he caresses along my arm. “You mean a lot to me. I hope you know that. You’ve shown me incredible trust, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed.”

  A smile forces its way across my face as my body grows warmer with increasing affection. “I do know. You’re patient with me and show me how much I mean to you every time we’re together. The more time we spend with one another, the more I’m falling in love with you.”

  With a gentle caress of his hand along my neck, he adjusts his position so he can tilt my head to his. With his kiss, his tongue dives in and out with such intensity and desire, my whole body ignites with incredible need for this man. Pulling away, his eyes center on mine, and I can see the adoration in them.

  “Don’t stop falling in love with me because I’ve fallen hard for you, and I want to spend every day making you as happy as you make me.”

  Sitting up, I turn my body to his. Placing my hands on the sides of his face, I lean in and press my lips to his in a long, sensuous kiss, sharing as much of my emotions as I can. I want him to feel an inkling of what I feel, to know how much he’s become the man I needed.

  Touching his thumb to my cheek, he caresses gently as his eyes tell me what he’s feeling, that I’m it, I’m the one he wants, I’m
his choice, and he’ll be as patient as I need him to be.

  “Let’s get you clean, beautiful. I want you in my arms and on that bed in there.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  —

  CARTER

  The sun’s rays peek through the curtain, warming the side of my face. My eyes slowly open and tucked in my arms is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and her heart belongs to me. It’s what I’ve wanted since shortly after meeting her, and it’s a bit surreal I finally have her to myself.

  Last night turned me from a man to mush. The fact she’s become so comfortable with my touch and even needy for it has me losing my hard exterior and willing to do anything to keep her happy and to continue building her trust.

  The changes I’ve already seen from the moment she walked into my gym to now amaze me. She’s incredibly strong, and I’ve come to admire that strength. It’s a part of why I’m in love with her.

  My biggest problem now is I don’t want to leave her side. Leaving her is going to be agony—I’m totally addicted to the dimple that forms when I make her smile, the sparkle that lights up in her eyes when I make her laugh, the satisfaction on her face when I make her come, and those breasts of hers—I’m fucked for sure. She owns my heart and cock, and for the first time in my life, I’m happy as shit about it. She’s the first woman who’s ever inspired the I do thoughts. And that tells me—she’s the one.

  Her pretty green eyes flutter open when I stroke her cheek. That dimple appears and my heart skips a beat.

  “Good morning.”

  “Good morning, beautiful. How’d you sleep?”

  Wrapping her leg around the outside of my thigh, she scoots closer to my chest.

  “Best night of sleep I’ve had in a long time.”

  Pulling her to my chest, I lie back. Kissing her slow and soft, she presses down on me, and my fading erection springs to life. She doesn’t panic and pull away. Instead, a moan escapes her lips, and she lowers her hips farther down, putting my cock tight against her clit.

  With her tongue diving in and out of my mouth, she rides against me, giving little whimpers of pleasure. My cock swells, aching to be inside her, to feel her walls clamp down on me as I thrust deep into her and bring her to orgasm. My breath heavy, I pull away from her luscious lips, eager to give her what her body is craving.

  “Want me to make you come?”

  “Don’t ask anymore. The answer is always yes.”

  Flipping her onto her back, I thrust against her clit. Her head tilts back, and a breathy moan seeps from her perfect, full lips.

  “Carter…”

  “Yes, beautiful?”

  “I want you.”

  Another thrust and her fingers are a vice grip on my biceps. “I want you too.”

  My lips slam down on hers, smothering her next moan as her hips buck upward driving me against her harder. Through her shorts and my briefs, I can feel her soaking wet for me. My hand slides down her abdomen and lifts her shorts and underwear out of my way. Finding her this aroused for me is tipping me toward absolute insanity.

  “So damn sexy,” I mouth to her lips.

  “Don’t stop,” she pleads.

  “Do you want me inside of you?”

  “Yes.”

  “I won’t hurt you, I promise you.”

  “I know you won’t.”

  Gently sliding her shorts and underwear down her legs and off, I follow with kisses along her inner thigh before putting my mouth on her clit and tonguing it in rhythmic swirls. Her hips rise toward my face as I tongue fuck deep and add my fingers to stretch her for my swollen, aching cock.

  Her fists clench the tangled bed sheets as she spews a run-on sentence of ohmygoddon’tfuckingstop. Her body arches and her orgasm fills my mouth and hand. She’s Absolute. Fucking. Perfection.

  Glossy eyes meet mine as I sit up and lower my briefs off my hips and toss them. Her gaze falls to my erection. Her eyes go wide, and I’m concerned she’s not ready, but my doubts are squashed when she licks her bottom lip and her eyes fill with desire.

  “Do I need a condom?”

  She shakes her head. “I’m on the pill.”

  Those four miraculous words mean I get to feel every bit of her as I make love to her. A smile lifts the corner of my mouth.

  “I’ll go slow. I want you to enjoy every moment.”

  She sits up and removes her tank top then lowers herself as I move between her legs. Holding my tip, I move it against her clit, and her eyes close as I’m covered in her silky wetness.

  “Open your eyes, beautiful. I want to see everything you’re feeling.”

  Bright, green eyes meet my gaze as I slowly slide my head into her. She’s tight as a fist, and I move ever so gently, readying her to take me fully. Lowering myself, her breasts press against my chest, and I place my hand to her neck, holding her close to me. My lips press against hers in a slow, affectionate embrace. She laces her fingers in mine and I hold her hand above her head as I ease the rest of the way into her.

  Pulling out, I give her walls a chance to adjust before thrusting into her again. I can’t stop kissing her and loving on her as her incredible warmth surrounds me. She’s heaven on earth, ecstasy in a tight package. Now that I’ve experienced her, felt her take me with such need, I want to bury myself deep inside her, over and over.

  And for the next several thrusts, I do just that, and her pleasured moans tell me I’m doing it right.

  “Carter…you feel incredible.”

  My lips sweep across hers. “You do too, beautiful, so damn good.”

  “Please don’t stop loving me like this.”

  The friction of her tight walls is pumping the blood from my head to my cock. The recognizable tingle is at my tailbone—any second and I’m gonna lose myself in her.

  My thrusts grow more eager, and she’s riding right along with me, her moans growing louder, her nails digging into my skin. Head falling back, her hips drive into mine. Two more thrusts and her orgasm covers me as I fill her.

  Laying above her, I kiss her continuously as we both come down from our high. My fingers caress along her cheek as I look her in the eyes and see satisfaction and affection in them.

  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “No, I wanted you so much it eclipsed the soreness at the beginning.”

  Still inside of her, I don’t want to pull out. Holding her like this, knowing how big of a step this is for her and that we took it together has me falling even deeper in love with her.

  I kiss her lips, slow and tender. “I already want to make love to you again.”

  She nuzzles her nose against mine then kisses me softly. “Please do.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  —

  ALEX

  As I soak in the hot bath water, Carter’s fingers brush along my scalp, spreading the shampoo through my hair. I’m sorer than I want to admit to him, but it was worth it. Having Carter make love to me twice was glorious. He was attentive to my needs, careful, and yet gave me amazing pleasure. And now the way he’s treating me—drawing me a bath, washing my hair, and offering to make me breakfast while I relax—I can’t even begin to express how much it all means to me and how thankful I am to have him in my life.

  “You’re an amazing man.”

  Tilting my head back, he kisses my forehead. “Remember that when we have our first fight.”

  “All you have to do is say, ‘yes, beautiful, you’re always right,’ and the fight will be over.” I grin, and Carter laughs so hard his eyes crinkle.

  “Is that right?”

  “Yep.”

  The pressure of his fingers brings my head back to meet his gaze. “I think I could soften that heart of yours with this…” Warm lips brush across mine softly, teasingly, before his tongue slides in and swirls in passionate motions.

  His fingers tangle in my hair as I raise myself from the bath water and place my hands to his chest. Heat builds at my center and wanton need spreads th
rough my body. In a kneading caress, his hand massages my breast as the tip of his thumb strokes back and forth over my hardened nipple.

  “How do you feel?” He mouths against my lips.

  “I’m okay.” More than okay actually. Needy desire is burning between my legs and I want him to stoke that fire before bringing it to a satisfying climax.

  With swift movement, his hands take hold of my hips and raise me from the bath. My body soaks his shirt and jeans, but he doesn’t seem to care as he lays me on the floor beneath him. Raising himself, he removes his shirt and rolls his hips out of his jeans and briefs.

  Taking the length of him in his hand, he moves forward between my legs and places his head against my wet folds.

  “You sure?” he asks, concerned.

  “I am.”

  Wrapping my leg around him, I pull his hips forward, and his eyes go wide as he slides in deep. His head hangs back, and he bites into his lip before tilting his head forward and meeting my gaze. Blazing desire fills his eyes as he lowers his chest down to me. Holding me close, his hips rhythmically rock against mine, and I ride out the euphoric sensation as it courses through me.

  ***

  Music sounds in the background as I place my hands around Carter’s rock-hard abs and lay my tank-top covered breasts against his warm back. Taking my arm, he moves me against the kitchen counter as the bacon sizzles in the skillet and the scent of it taunts my nostrils. With a tender kiss, he caresses my side.

  “Still feeling good?”

  A satisfied smile spreads my lips. “Yes, all because of you.”

  Thumbing my bottom lip, he smiles, lighting up those beautiful blues. “Does that mean I rocked your world?”

  “More than rocked it. Might need to put that prince of pleasure on a pedestal.”

  Carter’s laugh bursts from his chest. An affectionate kiss is placed on my forehead. “Go relax. I’ll bring you breakfast in a few.”

  Clicking on the remote, I settle into the couch cushions and flip through the channels while inhaling the delicious fragrance of eggs and bacon. The TV does little to keep my attention when I notice Carter’s hips bouncing to the left, then right. With his fitness regimen, he’s got an ass that would make most women jealous. Eggs flip in the air and his backside goes in rhythm with the vocals he belts out. I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven. The sexy never ends with this man.