Page 63 of Fragile Hearts

“Fuck,” I breathe out, slowing my hips as I flatten my hand against her pussy, my dick buried inside her. “Fucking hell, that was hot.”

Sloane giggles, her cheeks flushed as she says, “If I’d known it was going to be like this, I would’ve given you a chance sooner.”

I laugh, giving her ass a hard smack as I thrust my dick into her once more before reluctantly pulling out and spinning her around to face me. Grabbing her ass, I press her against me as I plant a hard kiss on her mouth. “So it’s all about the sex, is it?”

She smirks, her head tilting to the side as she pretends to think about her answer. “Well, I mean, it is really good sex,” she teases.

“It’s the best fucking sex,” I say, wrapping my arms around her. “But it’s more than that too.”

Sloane blinks up at me as she nods her head and whispers, “It is, yeah.”

I lean down, pressing a soft kiss against her lips. “I love you, Sloane,” I whisper, needing to say the words, to make it crystal clear to her exactly what this is for me. When I pull back, she’s looking up at me, a look of surprise on her face. “I don’t expect you to say it back. I just need you to know how I feel.” She swallows hard, and I can’t tell if I’ve freaked her out or not. “Is that okay?” I now ask.

“Yeah,” she whispers, licking her lips.

I give her a small smile. “And you’re not freaking out about what I just said?”

She shakes her head. “No.”

“Good,” I reply, kissing her again. “You wanna christen that bath then?” I ask.

Sloane blinks as she turns to the huge tub we have. “Okay,” she says, and I can’t help but laugh.

“Babe, you sure you’re okay?”

She nods now, watching as I move over and turn the water on and start to fill the tub. When I turn back to her, she’s still standing there in her heels, that same confused surprise on her face as she watches me. I close the distance between us again as I pull her close.

“You sure? Because you kinda seem a little freaked out right now.”

“No,” she says, swallowing hard as she shakes her head at me. “Owen, I?—”

“Babe,” I say, resting my thumb against her lips. “I didn’t say it so you would say it back, okay? I know we’ve always been?—”

“No,” she says, cutting me off now as she rests her hand over my mouth. I chuckle, gently biting her hand as she stares up at me, her eyes wide. “I... I just...” She trails off again, dropping her hand as she rubs it against her chest, right over her heart.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” I say softly.

“Nothing’s wrong,” she says.

“It freaked you out though, didn’t it?” I ask.

“No, it’s just...it’s just I... I don’t know what I did to deserve your love.”

“Babe,” I say, pulling her into my arms, my heart breaking in my chest knowing that’s what’s running through her head right now.

I always knew I would have to be patient with Sloane, and I was totally okay with that. But knowing that maybe that was because she never thought she deserved this. Fuck, that kills me.

“You wanna know what you did?” I ask, cupping her face in my hands as I tilt it up to mine.

“What?” she asks, the word barely audible.

Smiling, I lean down and press a soft kiss to her lips. “Nothing,” I whisper against them. “You did nothing, and I love you.”

“Nothing?” she repeats.

“Yep,” I say, brushing a thumb across her cheekbone. “I love you. Period.”

“Really?”