“I know, Angel. And I love it, too. But we’re not doing that tonight.”
Before I can protest, Reed rolls onto his back and grabs a condom from the table next to the bed, tearing it open and rolling it down onto him.
“Come here, Harley. Come here, Angel.”
Come here, Harley.
The same words as that first night together. The night that started it all.
I hesitate, unsure what he means. Then his strong hands grasp my hips, and he lifts me over him, so I’m straddling him while he lies on his back.
“Reed…?” I look down at him. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are black and blazing like pools of molten tar.
“Don’t hold back. I want you to fuck me like you’ve wanted to all this time. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
“But you don’t want this, you don’t…” My words die in my throat as Reed slides his hands up to my breasts and pinches my nipples.
“I’ll tell you what I want, Harley. I wantyou. I want you to fuck me like this while your pretty tits bounce. And you’re going to comethreetimes on my cock. Only then will I pump you so full of my cum that if I wasn’t wearing a condom, it would still be running out of you next week. Do you understand?”
I stare at his serious face, my eyes widening as I nod. Goosebumps break out along my spine at the thrill his words bring to my body.
“Now, come here,” he says softly, his lips curving into a smile.
He holds the base of his cock, and I rise over it, then stop.
“Take the condom off,” I whisper.
“No, Harley.”
“Yes,” I say more forcefully. “You said this snake always wore his second skin, right?”
Reed smirks at my referral to what he said at Paige’s party. “Yes, but you said you’d never—”
“I know what I said.” I keep my eyes on his as I roll the condom back up over the head of his cock and throw it to the side. “But I changed my mind. I want to still feel you next week. I want to feel youeverywhere.”
Reed’s eyes glitter at me as I echo words from our first night back at him as well.
“Unless you’d rather I put it back on?”
“Don’t you dare! My first bare sex, and I get to watch you sit on my cock? It’s what fucking dreams are made of, Harls. Now get on with it.”
I smile at him, my eyes glued to his. But as I rise above him and sit down onto him slowly, inch by inch, rocking side to side to take him, a trace of alarm fires in his eyes. His breath hitches and his jaw ticks. A bead of sweat gathers on his brow, and his hands freeze on my breasts.
“Reed?” I whisper, stalling with him halfway inside me.
“Don’t stop.” His breathing is shallow as he starts to stroke my breasts again, his eyes on my nipples. “Fuck, your tits look incredible from this angle.”
I sink all the way down onto him, letting out a soft moan.
His eyes rise, holding mine for a beat as I sit with him buried inside me. Then his chest rises with a slow inhalation before he lets out a low, deep groan that has my clit throbbing.
“I love your cock,” I say as I move again, a little faster, spurred on by the increasingly deep groans Reed is making beneath me as his hands drop to my hips and his gaze returns to my breasts. “Is this okay?”
His eyes snap to mine, and he focuses on me with laser-sharp precision. “What did I say, Harls? Don’t go fucking easy on me.”
Desire floods my body, setting fresh arousal free inside my core. It soaks Reed’s cock, and he hisses out in delight as he watches the wet shine of me on his skin as I pull back and then sink down onto him again.
He feels incredible skin to skin with me. Every ripple and vein in his cock is pronounced, every pulse of blood throbbing through him is a caress deep inside me. It’s not long before I’m fucking him hard, grinding down onto him, loving the way his balls slap my ass every time he thrusts up to meet me.