Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)(58)

“Mine too.”

“Neither of us would’ve been ready for that seven years ago. Everything in my life was a struggle. You deserved more than a broke, broken kid. You probably deserve more than me now, but I’ve thrown it all down for you tonight. Everything I’ve never told another soul.”

“I’ll be honest…you have utterly wrecked me tonight.”

I waited for her to explain or act very Sierra-like and offer me reassurance. But she didn’t. I’d had years to process this; she’d need more than five minutes, so I forced myself to let it go. For now.

Finally she said, “We have a history and like you mentioned that first day in my office, it wasn’t all bad. I just never understood how deeply the good parts affected you. This is the start over point for us, Boone.” She swallowed hard.

Point for my girl for keeping it together. Because if she started to cry, Christ, I would too. I cradled her face in my hands and locked my gaze to hers. “I’m all in with you, Sierra. All. Fucking. In.”

She turned her head and kissed my wrist, nuzzling her cheek into it with a sigh. “That right there, Boone. The way you reached for me without thinking? That is affection. You do things like that around me all the time—you always have.”

I did? Get the f*ck out. Maybe I wasn’t entirely hopeless.

“And you’re always messing with my hair, which hits all the sweet, sexy and possessive buttons. You watch me closely.” She smirked. “I’m not talking about the way you leer at my ass. But how you study my face, my eyes, my body language. As if you want to provide me with whatever I need—before I even know I need it. I’ll be honest…you were right to challenge me that I’d always known you’d felt more for me than friendship. Sometimes I used to catch you looking at me like…”

“Like you were a work of art that I wanted to lock away because no one would ever appreciate your rare beauty like I would?”

“Sweet talk and dirty talk coming from this sexy mouth… Not sure which one I like better.” She brushed her lips across mine with deliberate seduction. “And speaking of sexy…tonight when you were on your knees with your mouth on me, the hungry sounds you made, the words you said, the way you used that wicked tongue…knocked my entire world off its axis.” Her body trembled. “Sex wasn’t just a game changer for us, but a life changer. It opened all of this up, things you wouldn’t have told me before. Seven years ago I wasn’t ready for you—for this—and neither were you.”

My eyes searched hers. “But now?”

“Now? We go forward and learn how to be all f*cking in together.”

I brought her mouth to mine and kissed her from the depths of my soul.

When our bodies started arching and moving together, searching for that ultimate connection, I said, “Bed, now,” against her lips.

Sierra slid down my body, planting kisses on my chin, on my throat, on my collarbone and finally placing a warm, soft, lingering kiss on the left side of my chest that I felt through the skin and muscle, straight to my heart.

We were in a dream-like state weaving through the dark house, hand in hand. Landing on the twisted sheets in a tangle of arms and legs, kissing and touching. Eager, yet still patient enough not to push the pace.

So when I finally levered myself over her, our skin damp and marked with love bites, our mouths swollen, her hair tangled and spread out on the pillow in a swath of dark silk as she writhed in eagerness, all I could think was mine.

Her eyes were closed as I teased the head of my cock between her legs.

“Sierra.”

“Mmm?”

“Look at me.”

“But I want to stay in this slow and dreamy state. In this cocoon.” She turned her head to the side, offering me her throat.

“I want your eyes on mine.”

Sierra did look at me then. “Why?”

“Because I get off watching them when I do this.” I plowed into her with one fast snap of my hips.

Her back bowed up and she gasped. And came right away.

Hard not to feel cocky about that.

I continued to watch her as I f*cked her slowly. Every time she looked away, I said, “Eyes on me.”

Her face softened. “Boone.” She touched my throat. “This is real.”

My arms shook. My gut rippled. My ass cheeks ached.

“I promise if you close your eyes and reopen them I’ll still be here.”

How had she known that was my fear? That this was all just a dream?

“Let go. Take what you need.”

“I have what I need. You.” But f*ck if my balls weren’t boiling with the need to come.

Sierra put both hands on my chest. “Stop. Back up.”

Pushing to my knees, breath heaving in and out of my lungs, I watched as she scooted to the side of the bed.

Wearing that sassy smile, she beckoned me over. “New position. But after this, we’ve gotta give it a rest because I’m getting chafed.”

I glanced down at my dick and my knees. Both a little red. I’d put up with a lot of soreness if I could stay buried in that tight * all night, but her being chafed was a different story. Leaning over, I kissed her, a slow tangling of tongues and sweet licks and nibbles. “If you’re too sore, I can stop.”