He sucked in a breath and stopped moving.
“We don’t have to rush, or anything?—”
“Reid, I will be personally offended if you don’t end up inside me tonight,” I snapped. Maybe not the classiest thing I could’ve said, but fuck, I wanted this man. And it wasn’t just because it had been a while. I wanted him to have all of me. I craved the closeness.
Reid scanned my face, all serious, before nodding.
Instead of kissing me again, his hand moved to the bra strap on my left shoulder. He pulled it down slowly, exposing me. I arched my back, practically begging to be touched. Then his mouth found mine again, while his fingers slowly traced my breast until they finally found my peaked nipple. I cried out when he tugged it and started playing with it. I’d always had sensitive breasts, but the way he was slowly toying with me was both wonderful and torturous. He hadn’t been touching me for nearly long enough when he moved his hand and unhooked my bra with frankly shocking accuracy.
I pulled away for a minute to raise my eyebrows at him, but he just smiled, took off my bra and tossed it aside. Whenhe moved back on top of me and took one of my nipples in his mouth, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. He teased and nipped until I was writhing beneath him. When he moved on to the other, I put my hands in the waistband of his pants, shoving them down.
He helped me get them off before pulling down my leggings.
“You sure?” he asked.
“Please get inside me, like, right now,” I breathed.
Reid abandoned me for a minute to grab something out of the bedside table. He tore the package open with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his length.
I smiled. Obviously, he was prepared. Didn’t surprise me at all.
He settled back on top of me, and pressed into me. I was already soaking wet by this point, so I eagerly shifted down, desperate to take him.
“You feel incredible,” he whispered, slowly moving in me inch by inch.
My anticipation bloomed into outright, feral desire. When he was finally in, I started moving beneath him, impatient for friction. He pumped in and out a few times as I moanedembarrassinglyloudly. Seriously, I had no control over my vocal responses at that point.
“Sorry,” I said after a particularly loud sound of pleasure escaped me.
“What?” he choked out, pausing momentarily. “That’s like, insanely hot, Hazel. Please never apologize for that again.”
In response, I arched my hips, asking for more. He kissed me and moved inside me a few more times, then to my surprise, he flipped us, so that I was on top. Not usually my preferred position, but the angle alone was hitting me in theexactright spot. I gasped and started riding him, savoring the friction of my clit against him and the perfect way he was hitting my g spot.
“Yes, right there,” I cried. He grabbed my ass, pressing us somehow even closer together. The pressure was building and building as I rocked.
My movements became more frantic.
My sounds of pleasure became more ragged.
Finally, I started to come undone, my orgasm hitting me with a fierce intensity. As soon as I started coming, Reid let out a loud groan before taking his hand off my butt and moving it behind him to prop himself up. He sat up partway, pressing our torsos together and kissing me deeply as we both came. I stared into his eyes—an all-consuming, overwhelming affection hitting me right in the chest.
He kissed my forehead and I came to the conclusion that he had me—completely.
When it was over and I untangled myself from him, he shot up out of bed. He returned a second later with a washcloth, using it to gently clean me off.
He was so careful with me. Careful with how he looked at me, careful with his touches.
After, he laid back down on the bed, settling in close to me so that our sides touched.
“Hazel, that was…that was amazing.”
I blushed. “It was pretty good.”
We stayed like that awhile, cuddled into each other. We didn’t say much. Part of me wanted to ask what we were, but also, a part of me didn’t feel like I needed to. The way he looked at me said a lot.
There wasn’t even a mention of me going back to the other room. At one point, he handed me a soft t-shirt and we nestled under the covers.
Eventually, we drifted off to sleep.
