Flawed Heart (House Of Obsidian #1) by Bella Jewel Page A

course.”
    “I want to see her, Ana,” Max calls as I start walking away.
    I freeze and turn, staring at him. “That’s not your call to make, it’s mine and I honestly don’t know how to take all of this right now. You need to let me think about the best way to do this, for her.”
    He crosses his arms. “I’ll see her.”
    Jesus.
    I turn and disappear with Pippa, but the entire drive home, all I can smell is my husband on me.
    And I miss it. So much.
    ~*~*~*~
    W e get home around midnight. So far, Pippa hasn’t asked me a thing about what happened with Max, though I’m sure she can figure it out. She said Rainer is fine, and assured me that everything would be well. I thank her as soon as we get in, and go straight to my bedroom. I text Tina and ask how Immy is going; she tells me she’s sound asleep and happy. Thank God.
    I have a brief shower and then get into my PJs. I crawl into bed and stare up at the ceiling for a good long time, thinking about the night. Feeling Max inside me again was like experiencing him for the first time. I remember that so well—we were in the back of his truck when he took my virginity, lying on a blanket under the stars. It was perfect, and exactly how it should have been.
    Tonight was rough, and hot, and I would do it all over again just to feel him that close, to breathe him in, to feel his body up against mine. At the thought, my body heats once more, and I find myself struggling to think about anything else. A tingle starts between my legs and it’s taking all my strength not to reach down and massage it out. I close my eyes, trying to distract myself, when my phone rings.
    Sighing, I roll to my side and lift it off the bedside table, seeing Max’s number flashing on the screen. He’s calling me after what happened tonight? Why? I made it pretty clear I don’t want to talk to him. Still, I pick it up and roll to my back, answering. “I think we’ve said all that needs to be said.”
    “Can’t stop thinking about your cunt wrapped around my dick.”
    Well then, that isn’t what I expected. I lie in silent shock for a minute, not sure how to respond.
    “I’m already hard for you again, Blue Belle.”
    “Max,” I finally say, my voice giving me away. It’s thick and needy. “Why are you calling and telling me that?”
    “Because I fucking need you.”
    “What we just did was a—”
    “Don’t you say the word mistake. Nothing we have done is a mistake.”
    I snort. “Then you’re sadly mistaken.”
    “Then you’re telling me you aren’t laying in your bed right now, pussy aching at the thought of what went down tonight?”
    At his words, my pussy, the little betrayer, clenches.
    “Max,” I rasp, because really, what am I going to say?
    “I can’t stop thinking about it. I want nothing more right now than to taste you.”
    I shiver. I remember what it was like to have Max’s mouth between my legs. It was an amazing feeling.
    “Please stop,” I whisper.
    “Tell me where you are?”
    I blink. “Pardon me?”
    “Tell me where you are. I need inside you again, fucking now.”
    He’s kidding, right?
    My heart flutters because a huge part of me wants to say yes, and another part wants to say no. The problem is, I struggle to say no when it comes to Max.
    “I can’t . . . you can’t . . .”
    “Where are you, Blue Belle?”
    “Max, you can’t just . . .”
    “Where. Are. You.”
    Oh God.
    “I need to put my dick in you. I need to taste your cunt. I need to feel you again. Fuck, I can’t get enough.”
    Max knows how to turn it on when he wants something. He’s always been able to drop the dirty words and get my body eager and ready at the drop of a hat. I love his dirty mouth as much as I love him. Especially when he whispers it in my ear while he’s fucking me . . .
    “Anabelle,” he growls, snapping me out of it. “Tell me where you are, or I’ll find you myself.”
    “We both know you can’t do that.”
    “Can’t I?” he