Page 22 of Broken Hearts (Hibiscus Hearts #1)

I can’t believe the things I’m saying to this girl. Can’t believe the things I am doing to her either. The things she’s begging me for, as her grip on my hair tightens.

And so I give it to her, burying my face between her legs as I all but devour her, right here in the kitchen. She groans again, her hand holding me against her, like I have any plans to move. I don’t. I want to stay right here for the rest of the fucking night.

“Fuck, Sage,”

I moan, my grip on her thighs tightening. “You taste…”

My words are cut off by another loud groan as I slide a finger inside her, my mouth on her clit as I continue to tease her with my tongue. Sliding a second finger inside, I glance up, watching as her head falls back, her eyes now closed and her mouth slightly open.

She looks sexy as hell and I fucking love that I’m the reason for it.

“Nate, oh god,”

she murmurs, just as her legs start to tremble.

I don’t stop, though, thrusting my fingers as I continue to lick and suck at her clit until suddenly and without warning, I feel her clench around me as she lets out another moan and comes against my face. Dragging her orgasm out with softer, slower licks and thrusts, I don’t stop until she pulls me away from her, as though she can’t take anymore. Standing, my dick practically pitching a tent in my shorts, I swipe my hand across my mouth before kissing her hard.

“That was…that…”

she breathes out around my kisses.

Chuckling, I wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her slightly so her feet are off the floor before I turn and walk us toward the bedroom area. “That was fucking incredible,”

I whisper against her mouth.

Sage blinks her eyes open, a sexy as hell smile on her face as she looks at me. With a grin, I lower her to the floor before pushing her tank top up and over her head, throwing it behind me. Sage’s hands move to my shorts, ripping them open before she pushes them down my legs. With a laugh, I reach behind, pulling my T-shirt up and over my head until we are both standing here completely naked.

“So beautiful,”

I whisper, dragging a knuckle slowly down her neck, over her shoulder and across her breast to her nipple. She whimpers at the touch and when I lean down and close my mouth over her, she groans again, her body arching into mine as she wraps her arms around my neck.

I suck and bite her nipple until it’s hard against my tongue, before moving to her other breast, my arms now wrapped around her waist as I hold her close. My dick is so fucking hard right now and all I want to do is bury myself inside her and stay there all night.

“Nate,”

she moans.

With a smile, I let go of her nipple with a pop, lifting my face to hers. “I need you,”

I whisper, our mouths brushing together. “Need to be inside you.”

“Yes,”

she whispers as we both fall back onto the bed, my body completely covering hers. I rest my arms on either side of her head, propping myself up a little so I can see her. Sage is smiling up at me, her eyes all hazy and filled with lust.

“You’re sure?”

I ask, knowing we’ve been down this path before.

Sage nods, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, even as she smiles up at me.

“Need to hear you say it, Sage,”

I say, dragging my thumb along her bottom lip.

“Yes, I’m sure,”

she starts, her words husky. “I want you to fuck me, Nate.”

A low growl rumbles in my chest as I close the distance between us and devour her with a hard kiss, our teeth and tongues colliding as pure hunger now takes over. There isn’t an inch of space between our bodies and I fucking love how we fit together, how every part of her holds a part of me. Like she was made just for me.

Pulling open the drawer of the nightstand, I quickly rummage through it. Somehow, I find a condom and get it on and then I’m hovering over her, my dick in my hand as I move between her thighs. “Look at me,”

I whisper, and when she does, I slide slowly inside of her, inch by inch, never breaking my gaze.

“Holy shit,”

Sage breathes out, her heart pounding in her chest against mine.

“Yeah,”

I sigh, wondering if I’m even going to last, she feels that fucking good. “Fucking perfect.”

Sage leans up to kiss me, her nails digging into my back as I slowly pull out before sinking inside her again, unable to believe how good she feels. I want this to last forever, want to do this with her forever because I already know one time is not going to be enough.

I keep my movements slow, thrusting in and out of her in long, deep strokes. We never stop kissing, our fingers constantly touching each other as we move together. I know it’s been a while for me, but fuck, sex has never felt like this before. Everything about her and us just feels so fucking good.

“Nate,”

Sage whispers, shifting beneath me.

I slide my hand down her side, over her hip to her knee and hitch it higher, sinking even deeper inside her. “Fuck, Sage, you feel so…so fucking perfect,”

I murmur against her mouth.

“Yes,”

she groans, her hands on my ass, pushing me deeper.

I up the tempo a little, smiling against her lips when she groans in a way that tells me I’ve hit the sweet spot inside her. Never before have I felt so in tune with a woman, so able to tell what she wants and what she needs.

“Jesus, you feel good,”

I grunt, my skin hot against hers.

“Faster, Nate,”

she moans. “Harder.”

I want to roll us over so she can ride me as fast and hard as she wants, but I don’t want to stop kissing her either. So instead, I hitch her leg even higher as I start to drive into her with hard thrusts. Sage claws at my back and ass, her kisses getting even more desperate as I push deep inside of her, over and over and over again.

When I feel her start to tighten around me, I move even faster, knowing she’s close and wanting to get there with her.

“Nate,”

she murmurs, nipping at my bottom lip.

“Tell me.”

“I, I’m…”

she starts, still kissing me. “Fuck, I’m gonna…”

And then I feel it, her whole body clenching around me so tightly, it’s enough to send me flying off the edge with her. My balls explode, a jolt of electricity shooting down my spine as I bury myself deep inside her, coming harder than I’ve ever come in my life.

Collapsing on top of her, I bury my face in the crook of her neck, my breathless, “Fuck me”

making her laugh. We lie together like this, me still buried inside her as both of us try to get our breathing and our hearts under control as we come down from the high.

“Am I crushing you?”

I eventually ask, lifting my face from her neck.

Sage smiles up at me. “I don’t know. I don’t think I can feel my body anymore.”

Chuckling, I give her a quick kiss before rolling us over so I’m lying on my back. I quickly get rid of the condom before pulling her back to me, wrapping my arms around her as she lies half on top of me. Sage rests her hand over my heart, her fingers gently tapping out a rhythm that mirrors what’s going on in my chest; what I can also feel in hers.

“You okay?”

she asks, not lifting her head from my chest.

Chuckling, I run my hand down her spine before grabbing her ass. “Hell, yes. I’m okay. Are you?”

She lifts her head now, a sexy, almost sleepy smile on her face. “Very okay,”

she whispers before leaning in to kiss me. “Will you stay?”

Smiling, I slide my hand back up her spine, gripping the back of her neck as I hold her close. “Nowhere else I’d rather be,”

I whisper.

The next morning, I wake with the sun, blinking my eyes open to find Sage asleep beside me. With a smile, I reach for her, pulling her warm and very naked body into my arms.

“Mmm, you surfing?”

she mumbles, still mostly asleep.

With a soft laugh, I pull her closer, my mouth at her ear. “Dunno. Kinda had other things in mind,”

I whisper as I press my morning hard-on against her, my arms wrapping around her.

“Mmm,”

she mumbles again as she slides her hand down my chest and over my stomach before curling her fingers around my dick and making me groan.

“You okay with that?”

I murmur against her mouth, not giving her a chance to answer before I kiss her slow and deep, unable to get enough of her.

Beneath the sheet, Sage starts to slowly stroke me, her grip on my dick only getting me harder. I reach over her for another condom, desperate to be inside her again and without a word, I throw the sheet off us, rolling her onto her side so she’s facing away from me, get the condom on, and push inside her.

“Fuck,”

I breathe out, pressing my lips to the back of her neck. “How are you this wet already?”

Sage turns her head, and when I open my eyes, I see the sleepy smile on her face as she says, “Dreaming about you,”

before she curls her hand around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss.

We fuck slow and lazily, both of us still kind of half-asleep, even as the sun streams into the apartment. I push into her from behind, dropping my hand between her legs as I slowly tease her clit in time with my thrusts.

The apartment is quiet, the only sounds in the room from us: our heavy breathing, Sage’s low moans every time I sink inside her, the grunts she pulls from me as she tightens around me. When she eventually comes, it’s with another low moan, as she pushes her ass against me. And as much as I want to make this last, I can’t, letting go and coming right along with her.

After, Sage dozes against me, but I don’t fall back to sleep. My gaze drifts to the still open balcony doors and the ocean beyond that. Normally I’d be on the water by now, surfing with the guys and maybe Alana, but today, I have no desire to leave this bed.

“Are you working today?”

Sage mumbles and when I glance down, she’s blinking her eyes awake, squinting at the morning sunlight.

Chuckling, I tip her face up to mine, dropping a soft kiss on her lips. “Yeah, I should. Not sure Alana will let me get away with skipping it to give you another surf lesson.”

“Hmmm,”

she murmurs, kissing me again. “How come you didn’t surf this morning?”

Grinning, I pull her so she’s lying on top of me, my hands brushing the hair back from her face. “Told you,”

I whisper. “I had other things in mind.”

Sage smiles sleepily. “We could’ve gone after.”

I laugh, sliding my hands down her back before wrapping my arms around her waist. “Well, a certain someone fell back to sleep,”

I tease. “But also, you couldn’t come this morning, not with those waves.”

She pouts at that, letting out a huff as she says, “What’s that supposed to mean? I thought I did good yesterday.”

“You did,”

I whisper, leaning up to kiss her. “But mornings out there aren’t for newbies,”

I add. “We need to get you some more practice on the smaller waves first.”

She narrows her eyes as though she’s trying to work out whether she should believe me before turning and glancing out the large floor-to-ceiling windows at the ocean beyond. When she eventually turns back to me, she shifts a little higher, her breasts pressing against my chest as she says, “Fine, but you better give me another lesson soon.”

Laughing, I roll us over so she now lies beneath me. “Another lesson, huh?”

“Yep,”

she says with a nod, her arms looping around my neck.

With a smirk, I ask, “Am I getting the same thank you present if I do?”

“What, dinner?”

she asks, returning the smirk.

Grinning, I lean down and nip at her neck. “And dessert,”

I murmur, before disappearing beneath the sheet to show her exactly what I’m talking about.

“So how bad do you think the questioning from Alana is going to be when I go over tonight?”

Sage asks as she walks out of the bathroom, naked and her skin all flushed from the warm shower.

Sitting back on her bed, I take a second to admire the view, even though I’ve been enjoying it pretty much all night and all morning. “Depends,”

I eventually say, laughing when I drag my gaze up to her face and catch the look she’s giving me.

“On what?”

she asks, walking over to her open suitcase and grabbing some underwear.

I watch from my position on the bed, already dressed after being kicked out of the shower earlier, so Sage could finish, claiming I was distracting her. She’d done it with a smile, though, and considering I’d made her come again, I was okay with it.

“On how much you want to admit to,”

I start. “Although really, this is Alana, so basically, you can expect a full interrogation.”

Sage pauses, her dress in her hand as she looks over at me. “And how much are we admitting?”

she asks, and I don’t miss the worried look that flashes across her face.

I shuffle to the end of the bed, reaching out a hand as I take hers and pull her between my legs. Taking the dress from her other hand, I drop it on the bed before leaning in to press a kiss to her stomach, my hands gripping her hips.

“How much do you want to tell her?”

I ask quietly, tilting my head so I’m looking up at her.

Sage smiles down at me, her fingers pushing my half-dry hair back from my forehead as her eyes search my face. “I asked you first,”

she whispers.

I lick my lips, swallowing hard as I look up at her, wanting to tell her that I don’t care who knows about us. That she can tell the whole world if she wants because I want to keep doing what we’re doing.

“Nate,”

she prompts.

Blowing out a breath, I stand, pulling her into my arms. “I don’t know,”

I eventually admit because as much as I might want this to continue, I know it can’t, that it won’t. Not when Sage’s time here has an end date on it.

“Are you…”

She trails off, looking away.

I duck my head to catch her eye. “Am I what?”

“I don’t know,”

she says, shrugging, her cheeks turning pink. “Are you embarrassed or whatever?”

“Embarrassed? Why would I be embarrassed?”

“I don’t know,”

she says again, the color on her cheeks darkening.

I press my lips to her warm cheek, inhaling her scent. “Sage, I can absolutely promise you I am not embarrassed about what happened between us. Any of it.”

“Okay,”

she murmurs, nodding.

“And actually, I’d really like it to happen again,”

I add, kissing her temple before I lift my gaze to hers.

“Yeah?” she asks.

Smiling, I drop a kiss to the end of her nose. “Fuck yes,”

I whisper. “Do you?”

I’m suddenly worried that maybe this was just a one-time thing for Sage. Well, one night and morning thing anyway and I really, really don’t want it to be that. As much as I know it’s going to hurt when she leaves, I still want more of her.

“Yes,”

she says, an almost shy smile on her face.

Chuckling, I lean in and kiss her, teasing her bottom lip with my tongue. “Well, it’s good we’re on the same page then,”

I whisper against her mouth.

She smiles against me as she says, “It is. Still doesn’t answer my question about Alana though.”

Laughing, I pull her close, sliding a hand down to her ass as I say, “We could just go down there and go to work and then, I don’t know, wait and see. Maybe try and work out what she thinks she knows?”

I suggest.

“And if she does know?”

Sage asks, the same flash of worry crossing her face.

My grip on her ass tightens as I lean down, resting my forehead against hers. “Then I’m totally okay with that, Sage.”