Her body rocked against his hand, needing more of him, all of him. Everywhere. Her words came out in short pants. “Take me, Reid. All of me.”
The warmth of his chest draped over her back as he brushed her ear with his lips. “I’m going to go easy, but you need to tell me if anything is too much.”
He shifted away from her for a moment and dug in the bedside drawer. His hot palms caressed her ass, easing any remaining nerves before he smoothed cool gel over the sensitive opening. She shivered, the chill of the lubricant and the sharp snap of pleasure from his touch a luscious combination.
“You look so fucking sexy all spread and waiting for me,” he said as he eased a well-lubricated finger past the tight ring of muscle and his other hand continued to work her clit.
“Holy shit.” Her hands gripped the sheets, the intense sensation instantly pushing her closer to orgasm. “That’s… oh, wow.”
“Don’t come yet, love,” he said, gently pushing a second finger in, readying her. “Not until I get a chance to bury myself inside this sweet little ass.”
She squirmed beneath his pleasurable assault, using all of her strength not to give in to the seductive call of release. “Please, Reid. Now.”
He groaned and shifted behind her. “I don’t want to hurt you, sugar.”
Sweat dripped down her neck. “I’ll tell you if you do, just please, I need more. I need you.”
Swiftly, he removed his fingers, and added more lubrication to her and then to himself. As his other hand stroked her pussy, he placed the tip of his cock against her snug opening. “Okay, beautiful. Push out while I ease in. It will help.”
She followed his directive, and the blunt head strained against the tight muscles. Oh, God. She wanted him inside her so badly, but her body seemed to be fighting against it.
“Relax, sugar. Focus on letting me in.”
Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax the resistant muscles and pushed back against him. With a deep groan from him and a sharp cry from her, he slipped past the resistance and sent her into a dizzying space of sensual awareness. Every molecule of her existence seemed to light up with edgy pleasure.Author: Roni Loren
His leg muscles tensed and quivered against the backs of her thighs as he held himself still inside her. “Christ, you feel good.”
“Move,” she begged, rocking backward. “I can’t… I need…”
He began to slowly slide back and forth against the sensitive tissues, filling her in a way she’d never imagined, chasing every hint of dark memory from her system.
He pressed his forehead against her shoulder blade, words of adoration tumbling from his lips as he made love to her. But language had stopped making sense. All that was left was overwhelming awareness and rocketing pleasure. Salty tears and sweat touched her lips, and her nails grappled for a grip on the mattress as she raced toward oblivion. A desperate plea scraped across her vocal cords. “Reid!”
With a growl for her to come, Reid’s pace turned urgent, and he sunk his teeth into the fleshy curve of her shoulder, putting his own brand over the one that monster had left. Her sensory system went into overload, and a scream that didn’t even sound human rattled her throat. Her orgasm exploded behind her eyelids in a thousand bits of pulsing light.
Reid’s voice joined the primal chorus as his own climax overtook him, releasing his liquid heat deep within her. Marking her as his.
Utterly and completely his.
After the room turned quiet and their heartbeats slowed, Reid eased off the bed and lifted her boneless body into his arms. She knew she should probably say something. Thank you. I love you. You fucking rock. Something. But she was too drained to even part her lips. Instead, she just let her head rest against his good shoulder as he carried her in to the bathroom and set her on the bench in the shower.
He turned on the water and climbed in with her, letting the warm water soothe their abused senses. With quiet tenderness he soaped her, washed her hair, and wiped off her tear-streaked makeup. “You okay, sugar?”
She mustered a lazy smile. “Perfect.”
“Yeah, you are.” He tugged on one of her wet locks.
She laced her fingers with his and kissed his soapy knuckles. “No, this is.”
EPILOGUE
Brynn found a parking spot across the street from the Jamison mansion and shut off the engine, her Honda as out of place in the neighborhood as she was. “Well, we’re here.”
Reid smirked at her from the passenger seat. “Yeah, I noticed. What now?”
“I have no idea.” She took one last lingering look at the papers on her dashboard, still not believing the words, then climbed out of the car.
She removed her sunglasses and set them on top of her head, turning her attention to the estate. Not much had changed since she’d visited ten years ago. It was still as breathtaking as she remembered.