Page 5 of Heartbreak Hero

Perhaps that was best? They could…what? Share a drunken tryst?

Levi lost his train of thought when her hands slid inside of his open shirt and pulled it from the waistband of his black slacks. She pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms, and it fell at their feet.

Levi eased one of the thin straps of her dress over one creamy shoulder, and the dress fell, exposing the top of one breast. The other strap followed, and soon she was bare from the waist up.

He groaned, wanting nothing more than to take her lushness into his mouth.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked roughly.

He had to ask the question, if for no other reason than she was Lily’s best friend. And Levi was pretty damned sure that when Lily had asked him to find Sara, she hadn’t meant find her and fuck her.

“You talk too much.” Sara laughed at her own joke, because Levi didn’t talk much at all. And what he did have to say was usually hard and devoid of emotion. It was nice to see hunger in his cool blue eyes for a change. “I’m very sure.”

Unbuttoning his pants, Levi shoved them and his briefs to the floor. He made quick work of her dress, leaving her standing in black panties and matching thigh-high stockings.

She was an exquisite vision. When she wrapped one of her hands around his hard cock, he grunted, picked her up, and tossed her to the bed. He roamed down over her, kissing his way up her inner thigh. Her hands fisted in his hair.

He fingered her and found her wet. She was ready for him, and he could no longer wait. He shook his head to clear the fogand found her watching him. She arched her body and parted her legs.

He swept his eyes over her lush tits and puckered pink nipples.

Slipping one hand up the back of her thigh, he edged her leg up and around his waist.

She followed with the other one and purred, arching again. Levi dipped his head to take one nipple into his mouth. He laved and sucked first one and then the other until she cried out. Her fingers left his hair and slipped over his shoulders and down his arms.

Reaching between them, he nudged her clit with the head of his cock until she undulated.

“Hurry,” she whispered, her words thick with need.

Levi didn’t wait. He drove inside her tight heat. He wasn’t much on wasting time when she was everything he wanted at that very moment.

She covered her mouth to muffle her scream, and he gave her a rakish smile. He took her mouth and drove his tongue inside, timing it with his thrusts. She rocked against him, writhing, gyrating her hips, locking those sleek, long legs around him.

He grunted and shoved, she squirmed, gasped, and then pulsed around his cock.

When she orgasmed, milking his dick, Levi fucking lost it.

They came together, crashing, groaning, and gasping until hunger eased and only the warm rush of release lingered.

His chest heaved and he eased upward, but she clung to him, her arms strong.

Sara held him tightly until he sank against her.

There was no coming back from this one.

He already knew it.

He had screwed up royally.

He had completely forgotten his mission.

And in his booze fogged brain, he had forgotten the most important thing.

He broke pretty things.

April sun swept through the wide window of the hotel and shot across the bed, waking Levi.

He rolled over with a groan and gazed at the empty pillow beside him.

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