“I love you.”
I blink at him not knowing if I want to kick him or scream for joy. I should kick him. But doing what I should do has only brought me pain. He owns my heart—always has.
“Why are you looking surprised? I told you I’m not playing games. You’re mine. And I’m done being without you.”
My nipples harden at his arrogance. His self-confidence has always been the biggest turn-on for me.
“Tell me you want me,” he demands before his lips travel to my neck. I close my eyes, wondering at what point do I admit that this was my plan all along? That maybe I have more control than I give myself credit for. Because if Reed makes me weak, I bring him to his knees.
“Kiss me, Kitten… Let’s see if it feels as good as we remember.” His mouth takes mine. It’s sweet and stinging all in one and I lose whatever battle I was having. I open to him. He groans, and his tongue thrusts and tangles with mine. Desire and power slither up my body. He’s giving it to me, so I take it, moaning into his cinnamon coffee kiss.
“I need to be inside you. I wanted to go slow, to prove myself. But maybe this is exactly what we need.” Picking me up, he sets me on my silky sheets. His eyes are electric, blue and fiery.
“Reed, I have to tell you something.” My nails are latched on to his forearms.
He cocks his head stroking my hair out of my face. “Okay—what is it?”
“Um.”
He grins. Leaning in to pepper kisses on my eyes, he uses his tongue to trace a path down to my mouth. Jesus, how can I think when he does that? How did I forget the incredible feel of his lips? Our tongues twist and suck as we drink each other’s nectar. It makes me want things I shouldn’t.
I need to tell him. But I’m scared he’ll stop, so I close my eyes and let him take control, submitting to his experienced hand and magical mouth. He pulls back, lifting himself off the bed. Somewhat mesmerized, I watch as he pulls the T-shirt off in one jerk and unbuttons his jeans, making me squirm in anticipation. My core clenches and my thin night shorts are wet with my excitement.
He looks at me as he eases the jeans down, allowing me to worship the six-pack and V of muscles. His body has matured. He’s no longer a boy. The years of boxing and training with Jay have paid off.
I suck in some much-needed oxygen as he lets them slide down his legs and kicks them off. His thick, long cock juts up to his belly button almost as if it’s searching for me.
“Reed…” I swallow, trying to help my dry mouth. His eyes are so dark now; desire oozes from him.
“I have never wanted anything but you my whole life. I promise I will slow down next time. I need to be inside you,” he growls out.
This is the Reed I remember. I don’t know what is going to happen later, but right now I’m staring at my Reed.
It’s now or never. Maybe I should go along and let him do it fast and hard.
He grabs my chin. “After today, it’s only us, Tess. I hope you know that.”
I whimper. He pulls back. “What’s wrong?”
“I… I…” What is wrong with me?
“Sit up.” I do.
He pulls my thin nightshirt over my head and pushes me back down. His mouth attacks my hard nipple. He sucks it into his mouth and desire flares all the way down to my core. His teeth softly roll it with his tongue. Then he bites me. I groan not knowing how much I wanted that. His eyes shoot up to mine.
“I want to fuck you. Claim you so that you never leave me again.”
I almost remind him that he left me. But fuck it. The wetness between my legs is making me almost self-conscious. He hasn’t even touched me down there yet.
“God, these nipples have haunted me.” He rolls one roughly with his fingers, then lowers his head to my stomach and makes his way to my tattoo. His tongue licks the arrow all the way to my heart, and he sucks the spot the arrow is supposed to pierce. I arch into him, my body starting to move against his.
“Reed…” But he takes my mouth again, stealing my breath.
“No more talking, Tess. You’re not making sense, anyway.” He pulls down my shorts and I feel cold without his hot touch.
“So fucking beautiful,” he says, his voice gravelly. “I love you. I know I’m pushing you, but I can’t stop saying it.”
And I can’t think straight. I want him. So, I give in, knowing this is what I came back for. This is why I never let any other guys get close. I have always been his and I always will.
His strong legs nudge my thighs open. Suddenly I panic sitting up.
“What’s wrong, Tess?” This time he is demanding not asking. “Kitten? Tell me.”
My breathing is harsh. I must tell him. He is going to know somehow, and that will be worse.
Gasping, I try to take a breath. His large tan hands caress my breast, then move to my neck gently guiding me back.
“You need to talk to me. Or let’s talk after. Just feel, Tess. Feel how fucking good it is.” Taking my hand, he wraps it around his thick dick.
A moan escapes me as I stroke him. Then I blurt it out. “I’m still a virgin!”
He stops thrusting his cock in my hand. His eyes fly to mine, and his body goes still.
I let go of him. “I should have told you, but you were so sure I had. I didn’t know we would be doing this.” I’m speaking fast.
“Stop,” he groans, lowering his head onto my forehead as he closes his eyes. His body is stiff. Gently, I touch him.
“Reed?”
He grabs my hands and holds them on top of my head.
“Tess…” His voice is raspy, almost harsh. Then his blue eyes look at me. And I almost melt into a puddle. His face is full of triumph.
Keeping my hands pinned, he says, “Open your legs.” I obey his command.
“We’re going to go slow.” His voice shakes with excitement.
I nod.
“Good, now I’m going to eat this pretty, wet pussy of yours.”
He doesn’t wait for a response. Which is good because I can’t talk. All I can do is try to breathe as his tongue licks me from top to bottom.
“Reed.” It comes out in a groan. He spreads my pussy, making me smile. He always loved to look at it.
He places a light kiss right on it. “So pink, tight, delicious, and mine.”
His dark eyelashes are so long, I can’t see his eyes. But his strong hand glides over my flat belly, holding me tight. “Lie back—I want you screaming.”
I fall back as he pulls my legs closer, opening me up as he lowers his dark head. His tongue starts circling and he sucks on my clit, the pleasure so shocking that I grab his hair and pull. We only got to do this once. He’s improved. I’m ready to come already and try not to think about how he got so good at oral sex. He looks up at me as if he knows I have drifted away from him.
Frowning, he says, “I want your eyes on me as I eat you.” My wetness covers his lips. They glisten. He’s so nasty. I want to say I hate it, but the truth is it turns me on. I open my legs wider and arch up to his waiting mouth.
He smiles and lowers his head straight to my sensitive clit. Back and forth he roughly rubs against it, his scruff adding to my pleasure.
“Holy shit, Reed.” My hands frantically reach for something to hold on to as my body starts to pulse.
“Tell me you want me.” Inserting his middle finger deep inside me, he causes me to gasp. He crawls up to kiss me. I’m throbbing, my core clenched around his finger.
His voice is calming but strong. “Tell me, Kitten, and I’ll let you come.” His thumb starts circling my wet swollen clit. He never takes his eyes off me.
“You already know,” I moan into my pillow.
“I need to hear it,” he whispers as his finger pumps into me faster.
My hands find my comforter. It’s hard to breathe because I’m losing it. I’m climbing with wave after wave of pleasure.
“Please…” My head thrashes back and forth as I beg.
“Good enough.” Lowering his head to
suck my throbbing clit, he pumps his finger faster.
“Reed, I’m going to come.” My body goes off. I’m soaring, quivering. The pulsing pleasure makes me jerk in his mouth.
“Yeah… that’s it, Kitten. Come all over my face.”
I think I told him I love him, but I don’t care as he moves his finger higher and touches a spot I never can find. My body goes off again. His hand is on my stomach and he praises me as I climax on his finger.
I’m shattered and vulnerable. Closing my eyes, I’m not ready for him to see how much I need him.
“Open your eyes, Kitten. We’re doing this together.” His voice is harsh but his face is full of love. Blinking my eyes open, I watch as he leans down and softly kisses me. His tongue tastes like me.
I can’t talk because I’m afraid I will say something mean or something nice. Either way, I’m way too emotional, so I nod yes. He moves his body on top of mine.
“I want your eyes on me the whole time.” Taking his hard cock, he rubs my clit with the tip until it pulses, leaving us moaning.
“I want to go slow, but it will be easier if I don’t.”
His breathing is rough, and a sheen of sweat covers him. His hot tip slides into me.
“Christ,” he groans, leaning his forehead on mine, ecstasy all over his face.
Then his mouth is at my ear. “Kitten? You feel me?”
I don’t say anything because how can I not feel him? He’s huge and he’s barely in. I tighten around him and he breathes out.
“Fuck, you’re hot… and tight.” He pulls out and circles my clit with his dick again. “Relax, Tess.”
He takes my mouth with his, his tongue seeking mine, sucking and circling, so deep and intense I’m sure my lips and chin will be chafed.
He thrusts in deeper. I try to relax, but it’s starting to burn and stretch.
“Reed you’re too big. I didn’t think… I mean this hurts.” I whimper, tightening up on him.
He caresses my check. “Let me inside you, Kitten. It’s me.” I’m caught off guard at his declaration. Suddenly, I don’t care how much it hurts—I trust him. All I want is for us to be one and his body inside mine.
I’m so wet, it drips down my ass.
“That’s it… so fucking good, keep relaxing.” I feel full, still burning, but Reed is inside me, so I don’t care.
“Reed, I… I need you.”
He moans. “Grab ahold of me, Kitten.”
I do and in one thrust he pushes past that barrier and is completely inside me.
I scream, the pain way worse than I imagined. “Reed! That fucking hurt!” Tears sting my eyes.
“I know.” His nose caresses my cheek. “Hold on to me. Let yourself take me. I have to train your pussy.” I feel him smile. “I’m inside you, Tess. I’m never leaving. You feel so good.”
His exquisite face is like nothing I have seen on him: a cross between pleasure and pain. I’m burning and stinging, but my body is adjusting to him.
“Better?” He takes my breath from me, his full lips on mine.
“A little.”
“I’m going to move. Breathe. You… have no idea how good you feel. But you will.”
He pulls out slightly and pushes in again. It stings, but it’s slightly numb, so that helps.
“Breathe, Tess. Wrap those long legs around me.” Again, he pulls out and goes back in until he is able to slowly pump himself inside me.
“Kitten… Jesus.” His voice is pure gravel. “Talk to me, tell me how you feel.” His pace quickens, his biceps huge as he holds himself back.
“It’s better but sore.” My fingernails are attached to his back.
He reaches in between us; his thumb finds my sensitive clit and he applies pressure.
“Oh… that feels good.”
One look at his dimples and I melt. He’s moving faster and faster and the pain lessens a bit. My swollen clit is throbbing.
“Yeah, that’s it … Fuck, Kitten, I can’t stop. You still on the pill?”
How the hell had I not thought of that?
“Yes.” Holding on tight, I watch his beautiful face.
“You want to see me come?” I nod. “Fucking watch me be owned by you.”
Holy shit, he is so incredibly hot. His body starts to jerk, and I watch every single twitch of ecstasy on his face. The way his eyes narrow into slits as his jaw clenches down in sync with his rapid thrusts.
“Fuck,” he hisses as he slams into me and freezes. His warm seed pulses and spills deep inside me.
Our breathing is harsh. Reed is kissing my face, rubbing his nose on my sweaty neck, slowly pulling out of me.
He rolls over on his side bringing me with him. He looks down to inspect us. I follow his eyes.
“Oh my God, Reed.” I sit up and lift my hips. There is bright red blood underneath me. I look at his penis and it glistens with blood too. He grabs me and pulls me up. We both stand together and look at the sheets.
“I had no idea I would bleed like that, did you?” I look at his cocky smile and roll my eyes. “We need to change the bed. I liked these sheets too.” Starting to rip them off, I hand them to him.
“Please put them in the garbage, Mr. Smugness.”
“No way.” He folds them up. “This is my trophy, woman!”
Laughing, I say, “Reed! You are not keeping them.”
He pulls me close. “Of course I am. I earned this. It’s my treasure. I might even frame it.”
“You are not framing it! Stop being a weirdo and give it to me. Obviously, I can’t trust you.”
He pulls it behind his back. “No, and I will frame it if you aren’t a good girl.” He puts the sheets on the chair and reaches over and lifts me over his shoulder. I scream and slap his tight ass as he goes to the bathroom and starts a bath.
“You need to soak so I can fuck you again.”
Gently he lowers me. Our bodies touch the whole way down. He kisses me then puts me in the tub. I stand there smiling at him because I love him, and I never want this to end.
“You seem very pleased with yourself.” I slowly sit and relax back, letting the soothing water cascade over my body. Sighing, I reach, for the bubble bath and squirt some under the faucet. Reed steps in behind me and pulls my body between his legs. He lightly bites my ear.
“I can’t even begin to tell you, how pleased I am. For the first time in three years, I can breathe.” He rubs my arms, then my breasts. Bubbles are spilling over the tub.
“Think you went overboard on the bubbles.” He moves my hair away from my neck and starts to suck on me.
I moan. “Never too many bubbles.” My hands latch on to his wrists as he glides them over my breasts, his fingers rubbing my nipples.
“How do you feel?” His warm voice wraps around me, pulling me back to him.
“Hmmm, so good.” I lean my head on his shoulder.
His hands stop fondling my breasts and we lace our fingers together.
“You want to talk?”
Sighing, I say, “No. I don’t want to ruin how happy I am or get angry. I’m still trying to figure out what’s happening with us.”
I feel him stiffen. He pushes me off him. The tub is huge, and I turn to the side as he washes himself. I can’t help but stare at him—he truly is mouthwatering. My insecurities take over. I should stop this now. All he’s going to do is break my heart.
“I love you, Tess. You are it for me. I understand that you have hang-ups about me and the other women. But that is the past.”
He scowls at me, then turns on the shower. I gasp as the water hits me and he rinses off. Standing up, I push the drain button and let the bath water out. He steps out of the tub and grabs a towel, leaving me.
I hate myself for looking at his toned butt as he leaves. See, as usual, he is a master at turning things around. Well, I’m not eight anymore. I don’t have to do what he wants. I lather my hair and wash myself, mindful of the tenderness between my legs. It’s not horrible, and in a way, it
feels good—my reminder that Reed was inside me.
Then it all crashes down. Turning off the shower, I jerk open the bathroom door. Barely covering myself with the towel, I emerge to find him standing by the bed fully dressed in his jeans and T-shirt, staring at his phone.
Asshole.
I drop the towel and march over to him placing my hand over his phone. His fingers stop and his mouth twitches. “I guess I’m not giving you enough attention, right, Kitten?”
“I could have an STD or something worse.” His eyes look at me from top to bottom. I refuse to be insecure about being naked. My looks are the only thing I have to use on him. I put my hands on my hips letting his eyes travel over me.
“I personally assure you that you have nothing to worry about.” He goes back to his phone.
“Unbelievable.” I spin away from him, jerk open my dresser, and grab a pink lacy bra and a matching pink thong.
I tug on my panties. “You have admitted that your sexual history has consisted of high-priced whores. And that is supposed to reassure me?”
“Tess, I said you’re fine.”
I snort.
Shaking his head, he looks down at his phone again. “Fine, I’ll call Dr. Miller today. Have him test me for everything.”
I put my bra on and glare at him. “You know what, Reed? I need time to think about us. This has been a little overwhelming.” Looking around my room, the bed is torn apart and the room smells like Reed and me and sex. I almost inhale but I hate him right now, so I don’t.
He laughs, and his eyes narrow on me. “No, Tess.”
I want to throw one of my shoes at him. How dare he decide whether or not we are together?
“Get dressed. We’re going to see our apartment. If you hate it, I’ll get us a different one.”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. “You are completely delusional. I have no intention of moving in with you.” I lower my voice, realizing I’m starting to get a little loud.
He takes my arms and pulls me until we are nose to nose.
“You’re moving in with me, beautiful. We’re done being apart.” His eyes move over my face. I watch in a blink of an eye how fast he changes. His features soften; his thumb caresses my bottom lip.
“You don’t have to worry about STDs. I have always worn a condom.” He winks. “See you do get all my firsts. Making love with you was the first time I have never not worn one.” He lowers his dark head and lightly bites my lip. “And it was fucking mind-blowing.” His blue eyes sizzle with sexual energy.
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