How to Handle a Heartbreaker by Marie Harte Page A

you kidding me?” she managed in a croak.
    He lifted his head and grinned. His lips shiny with her arousal, he licked them deliberately. “You taste so sweet.” He slowly moved from between her legs and rose over her. “If I don’t get inside you in like two seconds, I might die.”
    She found herself laughing.
    “You okay with this?” he asked, and despite the levity between them, she knew he meant that she called the shots.
    Warmth filled her. “Yeah. Let’s see if you’re good for more than just show.”
    He gave her a mean grin. “You up for a rough ride?”
    “Are you?” she challenged back.
    He lost his smile as he nudged her thighs wider and put the tip of himself at her entrance. Even though she had more than enough lubrication, the tight fit didn’t surprise her. She’d gone a long time without a man, and lately her toys couldn’t compare to the idea of fantasy Brody, so she’d gone without even touching herself.
    He moaned her name and kissed her as he surged deeper.
    She tasted herself on his lips, and she wanted more. She needed to see him come apart in her arms, to know she made him lose control. That a woman like Abby could bring Brody to climax. She wasn’t freakish or clingy or bad at sex. She wasn’t the one who’d had the issues—or so she desperately needed to confirm.
    Lost in Brody’s touch before, she hadn’t thought about her pleasure. She’d experienced it. But now, with him inside her, he’d learn the truth about her. She was slutty and fat and bad at sex with a partner.
    Except he didn’t seem repulsed or turned off.
    “God, don’t hate me if I don’t last.” He started moving, faster, deeper, and she loved it.
    “That feels good. You’re so big,” she gasped then groaned when he hit a spot inside her that flipped the switch on her excitement all over again.
    “Yeah. That’s it. Hold me tight. Fuck, I wish I was coming inside you. No stupid condom.”
    The raw words pushed her into a frenzy, especially when he added more graphic detail about what he wanted to do to her. She nipped his shoulder and scored his back with her nails. “Harder, Brody,” she encouraged as he rammed with more force. “I want to feel you so deep.”
    He kissed her as he speared her with that impossibly large shaft, again and again, until she lost herself in him once more. He pulled back to watch her as he continued to thrust. “So sexy. God, come around me. Let me see you.”
    She cried out as she came and clenched her heels into his ass.
    “ Abby. ” Brody slammed one final time and stopped, shuddering while he spilled inside her.
    After a moment, the realization of what they’d done hit her, and she stared up at him to see him watching her. It had been amazing. And he’d come, but had the intensity been all in her mind?
    “Well?” he asked.
    “What?”
    He blew out a breath. “Hello. I want some compliments. Tell me how good I am. How big. Remember? Manly. I like hearing that.” When she said nothing, he cringed. “You’re starting to give me a complex.”
    To her amazement, he still felt hard inside her. “You’re still hard?”
    “I can’t help it. Give me a few minutes and I’ll go again. I swear.”
    She grinned, feeling better than she had in a long, long time. “You were very manly, Brody. Hard, thick, and manly . Okay now?”
    He nodded and fixated on her breasts. “I’m not dreaming, right?” He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, then let it go with a small tickle from his tongue. “Totally not dreaming. Man.”
    “I came twice.”
    He met her gaze with a satisfied one of his own. “Now you have to tell me I’m the man.”
    She snorted. “You’re the man inside me, that’s for sure.”
    “Technically, I’m winning. I made you come twice. You only made me come once. And no, Halloween doesn’t count. Different night.”
    She’d never had so much fun teasing before, and not while naked. “Yes, but that’s because I have staying power.