Heart Smasher: An Enemies-to-Lovers College Sports Romance (Rebels of Rushmore Book 4) by Michelle Hercules

Author:Michelle Hercules [Hercules, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinite Sky Publishing
Published: 2022-10-20T04:00:00+00:00

17

VANESSA

I wake up with someone kissing my shoulder. At first, I’m think I’m dreaming, but then the last vestiges of sleep ebb away. The solid chest pressed against my back reminds me this isn’t a dream. I slept with Paris, and he ended up spending the night. I wait for apprehension to hit me. He’s my first love and heartbreak, and I’ve been wrestling with my feelings—lust, longing, and fear—for a while. But the anxiety doesn’t come, maybe because, not satisfied with kissing me, he runs his fingers down my stomach.

Letting out a sigh, I snuggle closer. “Hmm, I could get used to waking up like this.”

“Me too.” He bites my shoulder gently as his fingers glide between my legs, finding my folds already slick with desire.

He slides down the bed and turns me on my back at the same time. The sheet is partially covering us, and before he disappears underneath it, he locks his heated gaze with mine, making it difficult to breath.

“Have I told you how glorious you look in the morning?” he asks and places an open-mouth kiss below my belly button.

I shiver. “No, and it’d be a lie anyway.”

“Not from where I am. Now let’s find out if you taste as sweet as last night.”

He moves farther south, disappearing from view. Instead of peppering a trail of kisses down my belly, he slides his warm tongue all the way to my center and, when he gets to my clit, he licks my bundle of nerves nice and slow.

I twist my fingers around the sheet beneath me, arching my back as a desperate moan escapes my lips. “Oh, Paris. Yes.”

He alternates between licking and sucking my clit into his mouth. My toes are already curling, and he’s only just begun. This proves that last night’s performance wasn’t a fluke. He’s not only a feast for the eyes, he’s also a god in bed. In less than a minute, he has me panting. He nudges my legs farther part, and then flattens his palm on my pubic bone and eats my pussy as if it’s the best thing he’s ever had. I can already feel the telltale signs that an orgasm isn’t far. My nipples are as hard as little pebbles. Closing my eyes, I play with them, heightening my pleasure.

The hinges of my bedroom door creak loudly a second before Heather says, “Hey, have you… oh my god.”

My eyes fly open, and I’d have jumped into a sitting position if Paris wasn’t between my legs. “Heather! What the hell!”

“Sorry! I didn’t know you made up with Ryan.” She begins to back away, but then Paris’s head pops from under the sheet.

“She did not make up with that asshole,” he growls.

If I wasn’t dying of mortification, I’d take pleasure in Heather’s reaction. Her eyes bug out of her skull cartoon style. Then she squints. “I knew there was something going on between you two.”

“Get out!” I toss my pillow at her.

She finally does, shutting the door. I close my eyes and pinch my nose.

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