Breaking the Habit by Anne Berkeley

Author:Anne Berkeley [Berkeley, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781511739870
Amazon: B00WDNNYW8
Barnesnoble: B00WDNNYW8
Goodreads: 25392581
Publisher: Anne Berkeley Books
Published: 2015-04-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

I woke to the dissonant blare of the alarm clock, followed by the clink of a glass, the pattering of water and a muffled oath. “Emelia,” Shane croaked, half asleep.

“I’m not getting up.” If I didn’t get up, I could put it off a little longer. The goodbye I didn’t want to say. I had been putting it off for five years. Surely it could wait a little longer.

“Our flight’s in a few hours. We’ll have just enough time.”

“I don’t care.”

“Emelia.”

“Fuck off, Shane,” I said, because I could. He knew I didn’t mean it.

Rolling me to the side, Shane wedged himself beneath me, and then rolled to his back, taking me with him. I lay sprawled across his chest, my head resting on his shoulder. Gently, he began nudging himself into me, and I say slowly because I was well ridden. He’d kept me up most of the night, fucking me every way until Sunday. I pivoted my hips to accept him, though sucking a sharp breath through my teeth.

“Too sore?” he asked, with no intention of stopping. He splayed his hands on either side of my ass and arched his hips, slipping easily into me. “Fuck! Don’t answer that. Please. Don’t fuckin’ answer that.”

I didn’t plan on it. I welcomed the distraction.

Grinning, I rose to my knees, rolling my hips until he was deep within me. “I think I just did.”

“God, you’re so fucking wet.”

“For you.”

“For my cock?”

“For you, Shane.”

Reaching to his sides, he clutched a tuft of sheet in either hand. “Ride me, Emelia. I’m all yours. You decide the pace.”

“No fun.” I pouted. I liked Shane on top.

“Way fun. I get to look at you.” Lifting his hands, he palmed my breasts, ran his thumbs over the peaks. “You’re like a gypsy girl with that olive skin, and those dusky nipples…” Closing his eyes, he let his head drop against the mattress. “Damn. I’m ready to come.” Shane was always on the verge of coming. “Do you see what you do to me, beautiful?”

My throat was husky with sleep, and I laughed throatily, while I rose up on his cock and dropped slowly back down. Shane grasped my hips, slowing me even more.

“Slower, beautiful. Close your eyes. Feel it.” He began drumming out the beat on the footboard, and his fingers on my hips. I slowed my rhythm to match. “There, that’s it. Jesus Christ. Yes.”

My lips curled into a teasing grin. “I thought I decided the pace.”

“Just trying to savor this.”

Raising my hands up above my head, I let them fall. My head dropped forward, hair covering my face. As my hands reached my breasts, I caressed them, pinching my nipples and then kneading away the sting. Shane gasped, raising his hips up to meet me.

“I’d sell my soul to the fuckin’ devil to stay in you a little longer.”

Letting my head fall back, I arched my back, pivoted my hips, riding him like a gypsy girl. I felt like one, unfettered and free of my past.

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