He rolls me onto my back and before I can blink, his lips are on mine, kissing me with purpose. I arch my breasts up to get closer to him, unable to touch him the way I want to because he’s pinned my wrists to the mattress above my head.
“Where else do you want it?” He pulls back and sits me up, ripping my top up over my head before he pushes me back down onto the bed. His eyes roam over my bare skin and he groans, pausing to really study me. I shiver in anticipation before he brings his face to my chest. “What about here?”
I gasp out loud as he covers my pebbled nipple with his mouth and sucks.
“Yes, oh fuck, yes.” I writhe underneath him as one large hand pins my wrists together over my head again. It feels even better than I imagined—hot, measured, controlled. He moves to the other side, flicking his tongue over me and biting gently in between sucks until I’m bucking off the bed.
“My girl’s got sensitive nipples on these incredible tits of hers, has she?” Reed says as sucks one into his mouth again, grinding his cock against my leg at the same time. “Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?” His face is over mine again as he looks at my mouth. “You and your perfect pink lips.”
He kisses me again, driving his tongue into my mouth as I whimper and writhe underneath him, trying to get friction between my legs.
“Your perfect pink lips.”
Memories of how his voice sounded that night when I heard him through his bedroom door come flooding to me, bringing a rush of wetness between my legs. Now I know what he was doing, I can’t help but remember how hot he sounded. Deep, gruff… A voice laced with sex.
A voice made for sex.
“I like it when you talk to me,” I pant as Reed sucks my nipples again.
“Do you?” He looks up at me, his eyes even darker in this light, a slight gleam in them from the small sliver of moonlight making its way in through a crack in the curtains. His lips move around my nipple as he speaks. “I’ve wanted you for so long. I’ve fucking dreamed about you for weeks asleep in the room next to me. Wishing that I could come to you in the night like this and sink my tongue and my cock deep inside you. Taste every damn inch of you, fuck every part of you.”
Holy shit.
“Tell me,” I plead, equal parts both fascinated and turned on by his brazen, unapologetically filthy words.
So hot.
“You’re going to scream my name so loud everyone on the East Coast is going to know just who’s fucking you, Angel. I’m going to make you forget everything else exists, except me, my fingers, my mouth, and my cock. They’re going to know every part of you by the end of tonight.”
“Oh, God.”
Reed grins wolfishly at me as he shifts slightly and then drags my shorts over my hips and down my legs. The sight of him, all toned abs and messed up hair makes my pulse throb deep in my core.
“Knees up.” He grips my calves and pushes my knees to my chest so I’m exposed to him. The cool air of the room hits me, making me shudder. He looks between my legs for what feels like a long time and then, when I think I can’t wait anymore, he slowly reaches out and drags the pad of one thumb all the way from my clit, down through my wetness to my asshole, hissing out a breath as he does so. “You’re perfect. I can’t wait to fuck you everywhere.”
I gulp, realizing he meanseverywhere.
He drops down between my thighs and pushes them farther apart with his hands, so I’m stretched wide open for him. There’s a deep growl, and then a slow, deliberate intake of breath. He’s sniffing me.
He’s actuallysniffingme right now.
I’m glad it’s dark because I’m sure my cheeks are probably burning a fierce red. No one haseverdone anything so forward, so obscene, something that makes me feel both dirty and horny as fuck at the same time.
“You smell incredible,” Reed groans before sinking his tongue inside me and eating me out.
I always used to wonder why it was called that. Guys I’ve been with before generally just licked around my clit a bit—if they could even find it. But now I understand.Thisis what eating out means.
My back rises from the mattress of its own accord as Reed groans and murmurs filth as he feasts as deep inside me as he can reach. Each word he utters is like music to my ears, making me wetter and wetter until I’m grinding shamelessly against his face, my hands fisting his hair.
“You’re so good at that. God!” I cry, throwing my head back and squeezing my eyes shut.
“You taste like heaven, Angel. A heaven that’s going to come all over my face while you scream my name.”
“No. Not yet.” I try to push Reed’s head away, but he sucks on my clit and then buries his face against me again. As he sucks, a new wave of arousal rushes straight from my body, and Reed laps it up, growling deep in his chest.
“Let me have it, Angel. I’ll fuck you all night long and give you more. Let me have this one on my face, just where I want it.” His tone is almost pleading, even though we both know I won’t say no to him.
Reed has full control tonight. The way my body is a quivering wreck at his command shows that much is obvious.