Page 75 of The Heartbreaker


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“I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

She presses the tissue to her eyes and cries in silence. Something inside me shatters. Without knowing why she’s upset or what I should do, I walk up to her and drop to my knees at her feet.

“I upset you, and I’m sorry,” I say, staring pleadingly into her eyes.

“You don’t get it.” She laughs. “We’re just friends, Luke. You’re leaving soon. I know that, and I know I mean nothing to you, but to hear you say it out loud in front of your entire family…”

I lean forward and touch her leg. “You don’t mean nothing to me.”

“Sure,” she says with makeup streaked under her eyes. “But you’re all I have right now, and you’re leaving me.”

Whatever was left of my heart is gone now.

“I fucked up,” I say, leaning toward her. “Sadie, you don’t mean nothing to me. I promise. I’m sorry. I’m not good at this. You’re all I have, too. I didn’t even have friends before you came along, so I say selfish, inconsiderate things. How can I make this up to you?”

She shakes her head and tries to stand from the chair. I press my hands down on her thighs to keep her there.

“Punish me.”

Her brows pinch inward as she stares at me in confusion. “What?”

“I’m serious,” I say, kneeling in front of her. “Punish me.”

She lets out a laugh. “What do you want me to do, Luke? Put you over your father’s desk and spank you?”

My lips part, but nothing comes out. That’s not exactly what I had in mind. That night in my house comes back to mind when Sadie crawled over to me and used her mouth to make it up to me.

My fingers slide to the hem of her dress as I slide it slowly upward. “Let me show you.”

“Luke,” she says but makes no move to stop me.

“Use me, Sadie,” I whisper, pressing my lips to the top of her thighs. “Use my mouth until you’re convinced I’m sorry.”

“Your family is right downstairs.”

The first thought that enters my mind is that my family is right here, in this room, but that’s not the right thing to think. That’s just an illusion, again.

“I don’t care,” I reply as I move my kisses up her thighs.

Her fingers run through my hair as she melts into my touch. Hooking my hands under her hips, I tug her to the edge of the chair and lower myself until I can reach the inner parts of her thighs.

Her legs dangle over my shoulders as I breathe in the scent of her cunt. My mouth waters, and I let out a subtle groan.

Slipping her panties to the side, I stare at her beautiful pink pussy, glistening for me already. Leaning forward, I lick her slit and nuzzle myself closer. Latching my lips around her clit, I flick the sensitive spot with my tongue, and she lets out a pleasure-filled hum.

I moan against her, creating vibration. She writhes on the chair, squeezing her thighs around my ears as I suck and nibble. When I find the movements that make her fidget more, I keep them up. It’s like learning the secret code to her pleasure, and it’s locked into my memory forever.

“Luke,” she cries out in a low whisper. Her fingers grip my hair at the scalp as she pulls. The pain doesn’t bother me. I’m too focused on her.

My face is soaked with her arousal, and I’m feral for how much I love this. This perfect little pussy is mine. This woman is mine.

Those are the lies echoing in my mind as I make her come on the brown upholstered chair. Because she’s not mine. No part of this woman belongs to me. Not her body. Not her heart.

And that’s my fault. No matter how much I want her to be mine, I can never give her what she wants.

My fingers grip her thighs as I press my face even closer to her cunt. I suck so hard on her clit, she has to bite her own fist to keep from screaming. Her back arches and her legs tremble as she climaxes on my tongue. I keep my mouth on her, feeling her pulse against my lips.

Eventually, I release her panties and ease her legs from my shoulders. When I look up at her, she looks completely spent and exhausted. Her hair is a mess, and her cheeks are red.

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