by Rye Hart
Reed let out a loud groan as his cock twitched deep inside me, his hot streams of cum filling me to the brim.
When his body finally stopped spasming, Reed slipped out of me and collapsed on the bed, pulling me down next to him.
“Wow,” I said, pushing my hands through my hair.
Read let out a throaty laugh. “Yeah. Wow.”
I rolled onto my side and curled against him, feeling his fluids rush out from between my legs and drip onto the expensive comforter underneath us.
“We should probably be more careful next time so we don’t ruin your expensive sheets,” I said.
Reed looked at me and a mischievous smile crossed his lips. “So, there will be a next time?” he asked.
I wasn’t quite sure how to answer that. I certainly wanted there to be a next time. I wanted there to be many next times, but I didn’t want to sound like a tramp. Then again, I was the one who’d come in here and dropped by blanket. Thankfully, Reed seemed to read the struggle on my face and didn’t wait for an answer
“I’m going to insist you stay in my bed the entire time. Don’t worry about the sheets.” He pulled me close and kissed my mouth as I rose up and got to my feet. The remnants of his seed spilled down my thighs, and I made my way into the bathroom to wash up.
Once I was out of his arms, I started to doubt everything What had I done? And more importantly, what was I going to do? Would I give him what he wanted and stay in his bed? My quenched and drenched pussy was telling me yes. I did have a wave of guilt wash over me because I’d only known Reed a few hours, but at the same time, something was telling me that I deserved this little bit of pleasure. It was time to do things for me, and to be on my own, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the company of a man. I needed to stop overanalyzing every damn thing and just go with it. It wasn’t like Reed was asking me to marry him.
“I hope you don’t mind me joining you,” he said from the doorway.
“Not at all.” I turned on the water in the shower and stepped in behind the curtain. He came in with me, and soon I felt his cock pressing against my backside, hard and ready for more. In that second, all my doubts went right out the window. I tilted my ass upward as an offering, and he slipped himself between my legs, rubbing his length between my lips.
His mouth found my shoulder and then my neck and soon he was kissing me down my back and then his fingers found my tender channel, already sore from his use. He cupped his hand and rinsed me before dropping to his knees and turning me to face him. His tongue found my channel and I stood weak-kneed, as he ate my pussy and fingered my tight hole.
After making me come with his tongue, he took me again, pushing me straight up against the shower walls and fucking me hard. I’d convinced him not to finish inside me this time, and he’d obliged. His hot cum landed on my back, and I had the strong desire to taste him. I didn’t think I’d be able to keep my hands off him.
We finished up in the shower and headed downstairs to the kitchen where Rick and Kayla were cooking breakfast.
Rick smiled at Reed. “Hope you don’t mind. We ran your housekeeper out and decided to cook our own breakfast. We made enough for the two of you, figured you’d worked up an appetite.”
By the way Kayla smiled at that and met my eyes, she’d either come looking for me, or they’d heard us. I sure hoped they hadn’t walked in on me like I had done them, and my face turned beet red hoping that they wouldn’t say they knew I’d seen them.
Reed sat up at the bar as Kayla pushed a plate of eggs across the counter at him. “Thank you.”
“Here’s the bacon, help yourself.” Kayla smiled sweetly at him, and I knew it was because she felt awful about the truck incident. When Reed took the plate and grabbed a few slices, she lowered her head in front of him. “I’m so sorry about my behavior last night, Reed. You’ve been more than hospitable, and, well, I was so nervous about meeting Rick that I drank way too much and ate way too little. I do hope you forgive me, and I will pay for the damages.”
“I appreciate all that, but it’s not necessary. Rick’s my best friend, and I want him happy. If that means crazy women who beat the hell out of stranger’s trucks, then so be it.” His expression was cold and harsh, but I could see the hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.
“He’s kidding,” said Rick. “And don’t let this little shack fool you,” he said, gesturing to the grandeur around us. “Aside from being heavily insured, my friend is filthy fucking rich. He could buy a new truck for every day of the week if he wanted.”
Reed shook his head and let out a sigh. “Don’t give her any ideas.”
I helped Kayla wash the dishes while Rick and Reed went outside for a minute alone. I had a feeling the two were discussing their sex stories and possibly comparing notes, which is exactly what Kayla and I did.
“So, how was he?” She gave me a nudge and smiled as she washed the last of the plates.
“He was incredibly sexy. I take it you had a good time too?” I wasn’t ever going to tell her that I’d seen the two of them having oral sex.
“Yes, I’m in love, Bella. I wasn’t sure how things would click in person, but I knew that we had something special. It’s ten times that. He wants me to go to his house later and meet his family. He’s inherited his grandfather’s house, but his mother lives close by. I was thinking since things are going so well with you and Reed, that maybe you wouldn’t mind staying here with him a few nights alone, so that we can be a little more private.” She made a face, and then her cheeks reddened. “Rick thinks that someone walked in on us last night. He’s not sure who, though. But with the staff in and out-””
I shook my head to stop her from talking any more. “I’m not opposed to it if you promise to call me if anything happens. I mean, that’s also assuming that Reed wants me here with you two gone. I mean, we were just messing around, Kayla. It’s not like we’re forming a relationship or something; it’s only a little harmless sex. He’s like stinking rich so he could have any woman he wants, and I’m sure he has.”
She looked around the room and leaned in closer. “He’s worth millions alone and set to inherit over a billion from his father.” She glanced around again. “Rick told me. But don’t say anything.”
My mouth hung open. “Billions?”
“Oh yeah. And thanks, Bella. I’m glad you’re having fun and that you like Reed. You deserve a little fun. By the way, did you happen to look at your phone yet? You know if I go to Rick’s you’ll have to turn it on.”
“Yeah, I know. But no, not yet. I’m not ready for him.”
“Ready for who?” I turned around to see Reed standing in the door with a puzzled expression.
I let out a breath. “My ex.”
His expression grew hard, and then he pulled his keys out of his pocket. “You want to go for a ride?”
CHAPTER EIGHT - REED
I’d asked Bella on the ride with the full intention of getting to know her and letting her get to know me, but Rick had wanted me to talk to her about the inheritance issue. He felt that it was only right to be honest, but I was afraid that she’d leave and not want anything to do with me if she knew I’d come inside her, hoping to knock her up.
“This is a beautiful place. You’re lucky to get to live here where there’s grass.” She gazed out the window smiling at the trees along the roadside.
“You don’t have much, do you? I’ve heard most yards where you’re from have pebbles instead of grass.” I hadn’t been out that way since I was a child and I barely remembered it.
“It’s true. It can be beautiful at times too, don’t get me wrong. But it’s nothing like this. And you’re house? Wow, it has to have a long history.”
I had a feeling she had some fairytale in mind, but that wasn’t the way it had been. “It does. It used to be a plantation house. I’m afraid the history isn’t that pleasant.”
“Oh, wow. I’d guess it wouldn’t be.” She held a hand to her heart, and her mouth turned
down in a frown.
“It’s okay. Any of that wicked history happened long before my family bought the place. My grandmother loved its southern charm, and my grandfather loved the price tag. They raised their family here until their deaths and my father took it over to raise me here.”
“Sounds like you had a wonderful family and I bet it was fun growing up in that house.” She had the best intentions I was certain, but she had my family life all wrong.
“Actually, my father was a tyrant, and my mother died when I was young.” She was quiet as I continued. “It wasn’t all bad, I mean, I had Rick. Met him in school and the two of us were thick as thieves. We both thought that we were going to be big rodeo stars, and even wanted to learn team roping, but my father discouraged it. Said it was a waste of time. We still learned a bit, and enjoy watching, so Rick’s grandfather used to bring us out to the rodeo every year.”
“That’s sweet that you’ve been such good friend for so long.”
I nodded. Rick was like my brother for sure. “He’s a good guy. Your friend is very lucky, and I hope she treats him right. I think he loves her.”
“You talk like that’s rare, so I like the sound of that.” She paused a moment, and the silence stretched between us as she watched out the window as we pulled up beside the creek. “Where are we?”
“You ever been to a creek before?” I studied her face as she shook her head. She was so beautiful; her eyes were lit with a certain curiosity and wonder like she was looking at the world for the first time. I was reminded of the man I used to be when I was younger and less jaded.
“So, you mentioned your ex?” The idea of her being with someone else recently hadn’t set too well and not just because I was jealous. I hated thinking that if she were to get knocked up by me, that there might be some question as to whose it was. I didn’t want there to be any doubt.
“Yeah, about him. I maybe should have told you that I’m fresh out of a long engagement. I was set to be married two months from now, but I called it off. Yesterday.”
She’d called it off as she was leaving town? “Was it sudden?”
“It was, and it wasn’t. Like I told you last night, I’m a photographer at heart, and it seemed like everything I put my heart into he’d criticize. I couldn’t take it anymore. I know it might sound selfish, but I wanted some time for myself, and I want to love myself and have confidence in what I do. I couldn’t have that with him. It took a lot, but I packed up and left out with Kayla.”
“Damn, you didn’t even say goodbye or leave a reason?”
“I’ve told him and told him why I was not happy, but he’d always promise to change. I couldn’t handle that anymore. He’d be supportive long enough for me to get comfortable and then he’d return to his old ways. He didn’t want the same things as me. I wanted a family, and he didn’t. I wanted to see the world, and he didn’t. So yeah, I figure a year of warnings was enough. Dealing with it will be his problem. I didn’t want him to be able to reach me, so I cut off my phone.”
“Wow, when you’re done, you’re done.” I had to admire her for that. My mother had taken that kind of abuse from my father for years until it finally got the best of her and then he’d done me the same way. Nothing had ever been good enough. Bella was strong. I liked that about her. I had also liked the sound of her wanting a family. I knew just the man who would give her one.
“Yeah, I hope you don’t think awful of me for jumping right into bed with you. It’s not my style.”
“I had a feeling it wasn’t. You don’t seem like the type.”
“Yeah, and you could tell after knowing me for just short of twenty-four hours, huh?”
I belted a laugh, and she laughed with me. It was a sound as sweet as genuine as she was. She wasn’t like anyone else I’d met.
“What are we doing down here at the creek?” She leaned forward and glanced out the window at the water.
“I thought you might like to see it. It’s one of my favorite places.”
She put her head down and pulled her lips in tight.
“I don’t want to jump to any conclusions, but I’m only enjoying myself and having a little fun. I’m not ready for anything serious.” She scrunched her nose and then leaned her head to the side.
“No, it’s okay. We can be real with each other. I’d like us to be.” I had something I wanted to be real about, I just didn’t know how. I’d never been intimidated by anyone but something about her, the fact that she wasn’t like anyone else, the fact that I genuinely liked her, made me afraid of how she’d respond.
“I’d like that. I do enjoy being here with you.” She leaned in and kissed me, and I took it deeper, slipping my tongue against hers, caressing and stroking it with hers.
A moment later she was in my lap and rubbing my throbbing cock.
“I wanted to do something earlier.” She unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick, which was already standing tall and proud.
She moved over into her seat and then turned to lean over, taking me into her mouth.
“Fuck, Bella. That’s so hot.” I tried to relax and not think about all the sperm we’d waste, but she’d more than earned her taste. I hoped like crazy that she wouldn’t pull off, but I knew I had to give her a warning when the time came.
She rolled her tongue, pointing it and teasing my veiny cock, and then she licked the rim around my head and popped it into her mouth for a long, hard suck, which caused me to leak and coat her tongue with my pre-cum. I was so worked up when she relaxed her throat and took me deep that I nearly lost it, but I concentrated and pulled her back just enough to catch my wits.
She turned her head, and my thick cock filled up her mouth and throat so much that her hazel eyes were pooling with water and as she sucked me in deeper. Then she spasmed around my cock but pulled back just enough to control herself.
Soon she was bobbing her head so fast that I could tell she was working hard for something, and I decided to let her have it. I relaxed as she sucked me, and I stroked her hair. As she pulled back a little, my nuts tightened and my thick, pearly seed filled her throat. She gulped and caught her breath before taking down more. She paused and suckled a moment once she was done swallowing, and then she pulled away licking her lips and wiping her chin.
The next load I gave her wasn’t going to waste. It was going to be worth billions.
CHAPTER NINE - BELLA
In the span of twenty-four hours, I’d sucked and fucked like a rock star, and I could hardly believe it. Something about this man made all my inhibitions disappear. I was determined to stay out of my head and enjoy what little time we had together.
Reed put his arm around my waist and drew tiny circles on my back. “You want to get out and stretch our legs for a minute?” When I nodded, he opened his door and took my hand. I slid across the seat, and he helped me out of the truck.
We walked closer to the water and stood on the bank, and Reed picked up a couple of pebbles and tossed them across the water. I hadn’t ever been able to skip rocks, so I watched and enjoyed the view. Reed was stone-faced again as if there was something weighing heavy on his mind. I didn’t feel comfortable asking because I wasn’t sure just how intimate our relationship was supposed to be.
His eyes, while bright and sexy blue, were darkened by his thick black lashes which gave them a natural heavy liner effect that any rock star would envy. He was beautiful and fierce, rugged and intimidating, and extremely hard to read, but he didn’t seem judgmental, or critical like Gavin had been.
“You said earlier that you wanted a family?” Reed tossed another rock, but this one plopped and sank like he made no effort to skip it.
I felt a little strange wondering if he’d be like Kayla and think I was crazy. “I did. I mean, someday I do. I thought about becoming a mother when my mom passed away. I felt alone in the world and— I know it sounds crazy, but I thought that a child would make everything better. Now, I’m going to focus on me for a while, my art, and talents.”
He considered my answer. “What do you take photographs of? Landscapes, people?” He kicked a stick at his feet and then picked up more pebbles.
“I do a little of everything. I like vibrant colors. I did a series of photos that featured my mother during her cancer battle. She would wear the brightest colors, so I used that, plus lots of beautiful nature scenes. After she died, I put them together in a journal that I published. My mother wanted the images to show that death and disease didn’t have to mean one could no longer appreciate beauty in the world. As a matter of fact, it would give people an even deeper appreciate of everything since it has a time stamp on it.”
He glanced over his shoulder, and I caught a look of pain flash across his face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be a Debbie Downer.”
Thunder rumbled in the distance to add to the mood.
“No, I think it’s pretty amazing really. You think about things and you use your camera to see things on a deeper level. Most people take the world at face value, and half of them don’t even see or appreciate what’s right in front of them.” He tossed his last stone and turned to face me. “It’s like this place; my father didn’t understand why I liked coming here. He thought I was up to something, and I’ll admit there were a few times I came here to drink or make out, but for the most part, I spent more time here thinking and enjoying the sounds, smells, and the scenery.”
“Did you ever try to photograph it, or capture it?”
“No, that’s never been my thing. I think I’m content to let it be. It’s always here when I want to see it, and I like the way it fills up all my senses. If you close your eyes, you can smell the dirt.”
“And the fish.” I let loose a giggle, and he nodded.
“Exactly. It’s a full experience.” He grinned and put his hands in his pocket as if to keep himself from taking more pebbles from the ground.
Suddenly, the sky opened up and the rain fell hard and steady in fat drops. I held up my hands and laughed as he shook his head. “Here’s your full experience, Mr. Harrington.” I grabbed his hand, and as the rain grew heavier, we took off for the truck. He lifted me up and into the seat and then hurried in behind me as I scooted over. I situated in the seat, sitting by his side, and once he started the truck and aimed us toward home, he placed his hand on my thigh.