My Weakness

by Alison Mello

  Kara opens the door and I see shock register on her face quickly before she composes herself.

  “Reid.”

  Just the sound of my name on her lips is like a slice of heaven itself.

  I cross the threshold into her house uninvited, and move to close the door behind me. I can see the curiosity flicker in her eyes.

  Reaching out, I grasp her wrist gently and pull her towards me. In an instant, my lips are on hers. There’s a brief moment where she doesn’t respond and I fear that she’ll reject me. But then she slides one hand into my hair and places the other against my chest. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her flush to me. Deepening the kiss, I slide my tongue into her mouth and pour all of the emotions I can’t voice into the way my mouth claims hers. Her tongue teases mine, and I can’t help wanting to devour her. She assaults my senses in the best of ways. I turn her and push her against her front door. My hands have a mind of their own and I can’t stop them as they wander to her shapely hips. My arousal is obvious, straining against the front of my jeans, and I wonder if she can feel how turned on she makes me. A small groan escapes her throat in answer to my unasked question. Her hand slides to the bottom of my t-shirt and slips underneath to rest lightly on my abs. I am in two minds right now. I want us to take things slowly, but the little devil on my shoulder is telling me she wants this as much as I do. My left hand palms her ass and her leg comes up to rest on my hip. I groan loudly as I try to restrain myself. I break our kiss and place feather-light kisses along her jaw and down her elegant throat as she rests her head against the door.

  “Reid.”

  Her voice is a husky whisper.

  “Kara.”

  I seem to have lost the ability to speak as I see her nipples strain against the material of the thin silky nightgown she must have put on while I was outside making up my mind on what to do. I kiss down to the swell of her voluptuous breasts, and she inhales sharply as I take her nipple in my mouth over the material. I kiss my way across her breastbone and do the same to the other nipple. Her hands are in my hair and she gives a small tug on it as I use my teeth to pull her nipple taut. We’re both breathing hard as I kiss my way back up her neck to those beautiful pink lips of hers.

  “Reid…we…we need to slow down,” Kara says between moans as I continue to kiss her neck and the soft spot behind her ear.

  Shit! I knew in the back of my mind this was going too fast, but I couldn’t help myself. I pull back and look into her eyes.

  “I’m sorry, Kara.”

  Letting go of her leg, I feel her release its grip around my waist.

  “There’s nothing to be sorry for, Reid. I want this.” She gestures between us. “I want us. But this isn’t how I imagined it.”

  “So you’ve imagined it then?” I ask as I offer her a slow grin.

  “Yes,” she breathes as she straightens out what she’s wearing.

  She takes my hand and leads me into the kitchen. As she reaches into the cupboard above the coffee machine, her nightgown shifts and I see the globes of her ass. I lick my lips and breathe a sigh of appreciation.

  “Would you like a coffee?” she asks as she turns back to me.

  “Coffee would be great.”

  She puts the coffee machine on and grabs herself a bottle of water from the fridge and some painkillers from a drawer in the kitchen island.

  “Sorry, I think I had a bit too much wine earlier. Zoey can’t drink, so I guess I had her share too.”

  Her laughter as she says this is like music to my ears.

  “She seems to be doing well.”

  “She is. She’s desperate to get the birth over with though. That girl might pretend she’s hard as nails, but she’s shitting herself, and swears she’s having all the pain relief possible.”

  “I’m sure she’ll be fine.”

  Kara puts my mug in front of me as I rest on the island and offers me a smile. She takes hold of my hand once more and leads the way through to the lounge. This house holds so many memories, many of which were of Zoey and me, but it’s here where I first realised how I felt about Kara. My parents thought it was a good idea to set me up with Zoey and her parents were keen on the idea too. At first, I thought she was great. She was lively, always up for a laugh, but I soon came to learn that she was very high maintenance. I take my hat off to Brock for being man enough to handle all that is Zoey Lucas. I ended up falling for Kara slowly and without really realising it at first. It’s like she gradually made her way into my heart and once there, I couldn’t shake how I felt.

  “Earth to Reid,” Kara says, pulling me from my thoughts.

  “Sorry, I was miles away.”

  “It’s okay, I was probably rambling anyway.”

  “So…” I start, not really knowing where I’m going with this sentence. I feel a blush creep across my cheeks as I flounder for words. Any words would do at this point. My mouth has gone suddenly dry and my palms are clammy. I take a gulp of my coffee to lubricate my throat.

  Kara looks at me and doesn’t offer any words of her own. Her smile is shy and she looks like she wants me to take the lead. It’s a pity I have no idea what to say. I came to her door with every intention of talking to her, but then we ended up kissing and all coherent thought left my mind.

  “Reid, I think we should address the elephant in the room,” she says when I stay silent a beat too long.

  “There’s an elephant in the room?”

  My lame attempt at a joke makes her giggle.

  “Where do we go from here?” she asks.

  “Well, I was hoping you might know the answer to that.”

  “I know what I want, but I don’t know what you want,” she says as she stands and walks to take the seat next to me.

  “You.”

  My answer is simple but truthful.

  “What is it you want from me? I’m not just after some one-night, no-strings hook-up. That’s why I stopped what we started earlier.”

  “You thought I just wanted to use you for a gratuitous fuck?” I ask, a little offended at the thought.

  “No.” She places her hand over the top of mine, where it rests on my leg before continuing. “I didn’t mean that at all, Reid. What I mean is that I don’t want that in general. I know what I want from my life. I have my ideal job, a house, great friends, but I want more. I want to settle down with someone, have a serious relationship.”

  “I want that too. With you.”

  I put my mug down on the coffee table beside me so I can take both her hands in mine.

  “I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you, Kara. I don’t mean in a sexual way. Well, not purely sexual. I want your body, heart, and mind.”

  Lost in her gaze, I nearly miss the fact that she’s moved one hand to the side of my face. When I feel it there, I lean into it and close my eyes for a moment. Her lips meet mine in a chaste kiss. I open my eyes and pull her closer. Cradling the back of her neck with one hand, I deepen the kiss. My tongue darts into her mouth and the tiny taste has me craving more. I feel Kara’s hand playing with the hair at the nape of my neck and I swiftly manoeuvre us so that she’s straddling my lap. I draw back and look into her eyes.

  “I don’t just want you in a carnal sense, Kara. I want to be with you, for us to be a proper couple.”

  I see moisture in her eyes as she takes a deep breath before replying.

  “I want the same thing, Reid. I always have. Ever since I met you, I’ve wanted you.”

  I hadn’t given much thought to what Zoey had said, thinking that she’d been over-exaggerating in typical Zoey fashion, when she told me Kara wanted me. But sitting here with the woman I love confessing she wants me, it makes me feel like I just won the lottery.

  My heart is beating wildly in my chest as I draw her in for another kiss. I claim her lips in a possessive manner and she is only too happy to submit.

  Before I know it, Kara is reaching for the hem of my t-shirt and pulling it off over my head. I don’t want to break
the kiss even for the tiny moment it takes to get the material out of the way. She throws it to the chair and then runs her hands over the planes of my body. Her fingers trace the ink on my biceps and I feel the hairs on my arms raise as she touches me so delicately. Her touch becomes firmer and more purposeful. I feel her breasts push against my chest as she pulls me closer. It’s a shame there’s that thin, silky material between us.

  Almost as if she’s read my mind, Kara sits back and reaches for the hem of her nightgown and lifts it over her head.

  My eyes are drawn straight to her sumptuous breasts. Her nipples are pink little buds and her breasts are full and perfect. I lean in to nip her left nipple between my teeth gently. Her back arches and that only serves to press her breasts closer to me. I cup the right one with my hand as I continue to lick and nip at the other. A sharp tug on the back of my hair has me looking up into that blue-green gaze that reminds me so much of the ocean. I see mirth sparkle in her eyes as a coy smile graces her lips. Before I know it, her mouth claims mine with a force I didn’t know she was capable of.

  Tracing my hands over her curves, I palm her ass and give it a little slap. Payback for pulling my hair. I can feel how wet and warm she is over the outside of my jeans and suddenly our close proximity is not enough. I want her, there’s no denying it, but not here on the couch—not for our first time, anyway.

  Lifting her off my lap slightly, I raise myself up, grab her legs, and wrap them around my waist. I stride purposefully to the bottom of the stairs and then ascend them without releasing my hold on her pert ass. I walk to the edge of her bed before placing her down and kneeling between her legs. I have every intention of worshipping every part of her body tonight. Tonight and every other night for the rest of my life, if she’ll let me.

  Kara lies back and fists the sheets in her hands as I lick and nip the creamy skin at the apex of her thighs. I kiss a trail to her core before looking up at her to make sure she’s okay with this. Her head is lifted from the bed and her eyes lock onto mine. She nods her head almost imperceptibly, but it’s all the permission I need. I run my tongue through her delicious folds and find that she tastes better than I could have ever imagined. Her legs quiver on either side of me as I swirl my tongue over her clit. I gently insert a finger inside her and her walls clench around me. She’s so warm, wet, and tantalising. My cock is throbbing and I ache to be inside her, but now isn’t the right moment. Instead I unbuckle my belt one-handed, raise up onto my knees, and awkwardly lower my jeans. In rhythm with the finger that’s pulsing inside her, I work my hand up and down my shaft. I don’t want to come if I’m not inside Kara, but I need some kind of relief.

  “More, Reid…harder,” I hear her panting as I slip another finger inside her.

  I lick and suck as I gently fuck her with my fingers. Her moans make me harder, as if that was even possible, and I know that if I’m not careful, I’ll come undone. Not wanting to prolong my agony, but not wanting to ruin it for Kara by not paying her the attention she’s due, I let go of my cock and put all my efforts into making her come first. What I need will only ever come second to her needs. I reach up with one hand and interlock my fingers with hers. With my left hand I continue to push in and out of her while my tongue works her clit. I feel her muscles start to tighten and I know she’s close. I work her harder and faster as she pants my name.

  “Come for me, baby, please.”

  As if my words were the permission she was seeking, she detonates around my fingers and I feel her warmth coat me. Holy fuck, that was hot!

  With the aftershocks subsiding, I lick her folds that now taste all the sweeter. I rise to my feet and see her basking in the afterglow for a few moments before she looks at me and smiles that killer smile of hers. My heart wants to explode, and it isn’t through exertion, it’s with love.

  I drop my jeans the rest of the way and discard my boxer shorts along with them. Then I step to the end of the bed and nudge her legs open. I put my hands underneath her and help her shift up the bed slightly and then I rest myself between her long, toned legs.

  Hair fans around her head like a halo and a glow tints her cheeks a beautiful rosy colour. I lean down and kiss her gently before she pulls me towards her and claims my mouth more forcefully. She digs her heels into my ass as I push myself gently into her.

  “All the way, Reid,” she says as she breaks our kiss momentarily.

  “Impatient, aren’t we?” I tease before pushing all the way into her.

  I rest there for a moment before pulling nearly all the way back out. I do this another couple of times, teasing her—and myself in the process—before I start to set a rhythm. A sheen of sweat coats her chest as I lean down to claim her nipple in my mouth. As it buds, I move to the other one to do the same. Hearing Kara gasp spurs me on and I pick up my pace.

  We’re both panting and moaning as we climb higher. I want to tease another orgasm from her before I chase my own. Kara’s one hand is in my hair and the other is on my ass. She’s digging her nails in and I find I like the pleasure-pain thing.

  “I’m so close, Kara, I need you to come for me first,” I practically beg her.

  She purrs in my ear as her walls clench around my cock and her hips match my every move. We’re both chasing each other’s climax. Could she be any more perfect?

  Both her hands grab my ass and she digs in her nails, then she squeezes herself tighter around me. It always amazes me how a woman does that. It feels amazing having Kara working up a sweat with me and she whispers those magic words in my ear.

  “I’m coming, Reid.”

  She detonates around me and her muscles contract, milking me for all I’m worth.

  As we come down from our high, our bodies collide, and we roll over so that I’m lying on my back and she’s curled into my side.

  “Holy fuck!” Kara exclaims.

  I want to return the sentiment, but she claims my mouth in a soft, loving kiss. Our tongues dance gently with each other before she sighs dreamily and lies her head against my shoulder.

  We climb under the covers and lie in the same position. As her breathing evens out, I let out a soft sigh.

  “I love you, Kara Scott,” I whisper before sleep claims me.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Kara

  I’m lying here watching Reid sleep and contemplating what he said to me last night. He’s so gorgeous and looks so at home on the pillow next to mine. His gorgeous dark hair is ruffled and his face is relaxed in sleep. Somehow, I’ve always tended to think that people’s faces are more expressive with their eyes open, the eyes can tell you so much. But looking at Reid now, I see a content look. There’s something that I can’t quite put my finger on, I just know he looks happy. His breathing is even and he doesn’t make a sound; he doesn’t snore, that’s a bonus. I reach out a hand to tuck a stray tendril of hair behind his ear and he moves slightly, but doesn’t wake. Smiling to myself as I drink all of him in, I recall what he said as I lay in his arms, close to sleep last night. “I love you, Kara Scott.” I didn’t know whether he meant for me to hear, considering we were laid in each other’s arms on the verge of sleep. My eyes were closed, so maybe he’d thought I was asleep. Whether he’d actually meant for me to hear or not, those five words made me happier than anything else he had ever said or ever would say in the future.

  Reid mutters something and puts an arm over me, pulling me to him. I am only too happy to snuggle up to him because I don’t know when I’ll next get the chance. He may have said last night that he wants me, he wants a relationship, yet I’ve been burned by men that have said the same thing before. Call me insecure, but I have the need to protect my heart. He’s going to be a daddy in a few months. Molly is giving him the one thing I can’t, his first child. When I’ve imagined how things might play out, I’ve always hoped that we would have children. But now, no matter if we do have children, Molly’s son or daughter will always be his first. Perhaps I’m being ridiculous, but I can’t help but feel that
your first child holds a special place in your heart. Can I see Reid treating his children differently? Maybe not, but he’s intrinsically bound to Molly for the rest of his life, even if he doesn’t want a relationship with her. What’s the matter with me? My brain is flitting from one scenario to another this morning. He told me he loves me, I should feel like I’m walking on air. And I’m not about to get in the way of his relationship with his child, that’s just not me. But I can’t lie and say it doesn’t bother me that he’ll always be tied to Molly in a way that he isn’t to anyone else.

  I hear him inhale and then let out a sigh. I decide to stop overthinking shit until we can talk properly and I wiggle my ass against his groin, feeling his already growing erection. I’m going to make the most of every moment I have with Reid, and morning sex is one of my favourite things. Great morning sex puts you in a good mood for the rest of the day. Bad morning sex has the opposite effect, so I’d better make sure it’s good and puts a smile on his handsome face.

  Reid reaches up the front of my body and gently fondles my breasts. I let out a slight gasp as he squeezes my nipple between his forefinger and thumb. Heat pools instantly in my abdomen as he grinds his erection against my ass and reaches down to slip a finger through my already wet folds. I squeeze my legs together, trying to keep his hand where it is, but he’s stronger than my grip, and he caresses my clit before slipping a finger inside me. I gasp in pleasure and Reid moves behind me so he can kiss my neck where my hair has fallen to leave my skin bare. He gently nips that sensitive spot behind my ear, adding another finger, he moves in a soft, sweet rhythm as I moan and ride his hand. I open my legs further, giving him easier access before reaching up to caress my own breasts. Desire flows through me as Reid brings me closer to orgasm. No words have been spoken and none are needed. He continues to kiss my bare skin and it feels like a million butterflies have converged in my stomach as I climb higher and higher, unable to keep my impending orgasm at bay. His rhythm changes and now he’s pumping in and out of me with more force than before. I’m on the verge of exploding and all I can see are the stars in front of my eyes. My breathing has changed and I’m no longer able to hold back.