Page 23 of Break My Heart (The Haydon Falls #2)

Sawyer

‘That’s good,’ Gina says, watching as I adjust the picture on the wall. I’ve hung three so far, two in the living room and one by the kitchen table.

I step away. ‘You sure? I think it’s too far to the left.’

She chews on her lip. ‘I think you’re right.’

‘I’m right?’ I smile at her. ‘How much did it hurt you to say that? I bet you’re in a lot of pain right now.’

She rolls her eyes. ‘Just fix the picture.’

After it’s straightened, we go to the bedroom to hang a mirror above her dresser.

Being in her bedroom seems risky, but it’s been over an hour since she gave me that flirty smile and she hasn’t made even one flirty remark.

She’s been all business, focused on getting everything done.

I need to do the same. I need to hang the mirror and get out of here.

‘I’ll need a drill for this,’ I say, noticing the weight of the mirror. ‘You need wall anchors. You can’t use nails. It’s too heavy.’

‘I don’t have a drill.’

‘I do. It’s in my car. I’ll go down and get it. ’

When I return with the drill, she’s lying on her bed, reading a beer magazine. It might just be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. A gorgeous girl on a bed reading about brewing beer? It’s my damn fantasy come true.

‘Need some help?’ she asks, tossing the magazine aside and getting up from the bed.

‘I will when I’m ready to lift up the mirror. Right now I’m just drilling the holes.’

She watches as I measure and mark where the holes need to go.

‘You seem to know what you’re doing,’ she says.

‘Hanging stuff isn’t hard. You just need to measure so you get it straight.’

‘Am I going to get in trouble for putting holes in the walls?’

‘You can fill them in when you move. Just go to Hal’s. He has all the supplies you’ll need.’

‘Who’s Hal?’

‘The guy who owns the hardware store.’ I drill the holes and install the anchors. ‘Okay, ready to lift it?’

‘Yeah.’ She leans over to pick up the mirror and her oversized shirt billows out, letting me easily see down it. She’s not wearing a bra and I can see her tits, big and full and fucking gorgeous. ‘Sawyer?’

My eyes snap back to the mirror. ‘Yeah, sorry, I got it.’

We lift it up on the wall.

‘You good?’ I ask, stepping back.

She’s still holding on to her end. ‘I’m not sure it’s on right. I’m afraid to let go.’

‘Let me see.’ I come up beside her and take hold of the mirror. ‘Let go.’ She does and I adjust the mirror until it’s secure. ‘Okay, it’s good. ’

I turn around and she’s right there, standing so close I almost bumped into her.

‘Thanks.’

‘You’re welcome.’ I stare into her eyes, feeling the heat between us building. ‘Anything else?’

‘I think that was it,’ she says, her voice breathy.

‘Then I guess I’ll be going,’ I say, knowing if I stay here a second longer something will happen.

‘Sawyer?’ She looks up at me and I see the desire in her eyes, the spark that’s about to start a fire we won’t be able to contain.

I keep quiet and wait for her to continue.

‘Would it be that bad if we .?.?.’ She doesn’t finish her thought, but I know what she’s implying.

‘Yeah. It would,’ I say, gazing at her. ‘But I don’t fucking care.’ I press my mouth to hers and pull her against me.

She breaks from the kiss and looks at me. ‘God, I want you so bad.’

Those are my favorite words from any girl, but hearing them from Gina? I’ve never been more turned on.

I yank her shirt off and toss it aside, then feel those gorgeous tits she’s been teasing me with all morning.

My mouth goes to her neck, then back to her lips, moving fast, like I’m trying to kiss as much of her as I can before she tells me to stop.

I don’t think she will. She’s hurrying to undo my belt, then my jeans, as she backs us up to the bed.

‘Shit,’ I groan as she runs her hand over my boxer briefs, feeling my cock.

I shove her shorts down and see she’s not wearing panties. What the hell? Did she plan this? If so, I’m not complaining. I’ve been fantasizing about this all morning. I slide my hand between her legs, pleasuring her.

‘Oh, God,’ she moans. ‘That feels so good. ’

More of my favorite words, and the way she’s touching me? I need to move this along or I’ll be done before she is.

‘Hold on,’ I say, taking her hand from me. I step back and hurry to get undressed.

‘Damn.’ Gina’s watching me, looking me up and down, licking her lips. Fuck, that’s hot.

‘You’re killing me,’ I groan, yanking her naked body against mine as I kiss her.

The fire is now a massive flame, burning out of control.

We’re kissing fast, our hands all over each other.

We somehow end up on the bed. I don’t know how or when it happened.

I’m so focused on Gina and how it feels to be with her that it’s like time no longer exists.

I didn’t even see her get the condom, but I felt her put it on me as I sucked on her tits and grabbed her ass.

When I finally slide inside her, it’s fucking magic, like we were made for each other.

Our bodies move together as we kiss, her hips following the pace of my thrusts, like she can anticipate my every move.

It’s intimate, in a way I haven’t experienced before.

I like the feeling, but it also freaks me out.

I’m not supposed to like Gina this much. I’m not supposed to have feelings for her. This was only supposed to be sex, a way to diffuse the sexual tension between us so we can go back to how we were.

‘You feel so damn good,’ I groan over her lips.

She gives me a sexy smile as she sits up, straddling me.

She moves over me, slowly, circling her hips and driving me fucking wild.

I could come any second, but I’m trying to hold out, trying to wait for her.

She lifts up so just the tip of me is inside her, and pauses a moment, giving me that smile again.

I grab her hips and thrust deep inside her.

‘Oh God,’ she moans, her eyes closing. I keep it up, those deep thrusts, knowing she’s close. I’m ready to damn near explode, gazing at her gorgeous body, watching her tits bouncing around. Her long silky hair is cascading over her shoulders and her head’s tipped back. She looks fucking beautiful.

‘Yes,’ she pants. ‘Don’t stop.’

I flip her on her back and thrust into her, taking her across the finish line. Then finally, I let myself go.

‘That was .?.?.’ She pauses to catch her breath. ‘Not what I expected.’

I move off her and lay beside her. ‘What were you expecting?’

She looks at me, still breathing hard. ‘I didn’t think it’d be that good. I didn’t think it could ever be that good, with anyone.’

I smile, pleased with myself. But it wasn’t just me. It was both of us together. We may do things differently when it comes to business, but in bed, we’re clearly in sync.

‘We have to do that again,’ she says.

‘When?’

‘Whenever you’re ready.’

Is she serious? I thought this was a one-time thing, but if she wants to do it again, then hell yeah, I’m all for it.

‘Give me a minute.’ I roll on my side and kiss her. ‘Can I use your bathroom?’

‘Of course. I’m going to get a drink. You want anything?’

‘I’d take some water.’

A few minutes later, we meet back in bed. I’m not in a rush this time so I slow down, kissing her lips, her neck, her tits. I make my way down her body and before long, we’re at it again. I’m not sure how it’s possible, but it’s even better the second time. And it lasted longer.

We fall asleep and wake up just before noon.

I really need to get to the brewery and do some office work before we open.

But I’d rather stay here with Gina. There’s something about being with her that feels natural and comfortable, like I’d feel with a girlfriend.

It’s a feeling I haven’t experienced for a long time, not since Kendall, the girl I almost married.

‘Sawyer!’ Gina yells from the shower. ‘You still here?’

‘Yeah, what do you need?’

‘You.’

I smile. The girl’s going to wear me out. But I’m not complaining.

Going in the bathroom, I open the glass shower door and join her. Her back’s to me and seeing her perky ass and slippery wet skin has me ready to go again. I pull her against me and kiss the side of her neck.

‘You’re insatiable,’ I growl in her ear.

‘Is that a bad thing?’

‘Fuck no.’

After a third round, I finally get dressed and pack up my tools to leave.

‘Thanks for stopping by,’ Gina says, smiling as she opens the door.

‘Anytime.’ I smile back as I reach in my pocket for my keys. They’re not there. ‘I think I left my keys in your bedroom.’

‘I’ll get them.’ Gina runs off as my phone rings.

It’s my mom calling. ‘Hey, Mom, what do you need?’

‘I was hoping you could join us for dinner tonight. We’re eating early since Nash and Callie need to drive back to Chicago. Your brothers agreed to be here and I’d really like you to join us.’

‘I don’t know, Mom. I’ve got a lot of work to do.’ I step back into the apartment as Gina brings me my keys.

‘You can work later. Dinner won’t take long and we’re eating at four. The bar isn’t busy that early, and you have Wade working tonight, don’t you?’

‘Yes, but—’

‘Please say you’ll come. It’s so rare for all us to get together. ’

‘Okay, fine,’ I say, sighing. ‘I’ll be there.’

‘Why don’t you bring Gina with you?’

‘Why would I bring Gina?’ I ask as I look at her.

She was walking to the kitchen, but turned back when she heard me say her name.

‘It’d be good for her to get some time away from work and I’m sure she hasn’t had a home-cooked meal for awhile.’

‘Mom, I’m not asking Gina. She has work to do, and she’d feel weird being at our family dinner.’

‘I’d go,’ she says from the kitchen.

‘You would?’ I mouth the words so my mom can’t hear.

She nods.

‘Okay, I guess she’ll be there,’ I say to my mom.

‘Honey, you haven’t even asked her. Talk to her and let me know.’

‘I will. Bye.’ I put my phone away. ‘So I guess you’re coming to dinner.’

Gina smiles as she walks over to me. ‘You don’t sound too excited about it.’