My head tilts back, and as my core muscles grip his shaft, it’s enough to make us both groan.
“So tight,” he says as he leaves me empty only to drive back into me. His hips roll. I grind. His smile broadens. “So needy.” He pulls out and thrusts into me again. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
He kisses me with lips still coated in my arousal and as I taste the pleasure only he can give, he devours me. I groan into his mouth and he swallows my cries.
His eyes never leave mine as he moves against me in undulating waves. Steady. Determined. Intense. So. Fucking. Intense.
My nipples trail up and down his chest, and pleasure pulls at my core. A pulse throbs in my clit, sending ripples of pleasure up my spine. My muscles contract every time he enters me and it’s like I don’t want to let him go.
I can feel my orgasm hovering along my spine as he fucks me harder. Faster. I’m going to shatter around his cock. And I’m going to listen to Reid groan, and bellow, and roar as he comes. As he fills me with his…
As he fills me with his seed.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit, shit, shit!
I slap hard against his chest. “Stop,” I shout. “Reid, stop!”
To his credit, he stops mid thrust. His arms tremble with the effort of holding himself still. “Quinn, please. Don’t–”
“No condom,” I pant. “We need a condom.” I’d been too busy arguing the pros and cons of fucking him to think about protection.
“Shit.” His head sags. “I don’t have any. Not exactly an essential item for breaking and entering.” He’s still seated inside me, and the bastard rolls his hips. “Well, I suppose I should have thought more about the entering part.”
“Not funny,” I hiss.
“Quinn, I know I’m the last person you trust, but I’m clean. I’ve never, ever gone bare with a woman before,” heinsists. His hips are still moving. “But this feels right. My cock feels like it’s home, where it belongs.”
An unexpected lump clogs my throat, and I swallow hard. “I’m clean too. It’s been a long time,” I admit. I lost interest in men around the same time that Blake developed an interest in Ilya.
Reid takes this as an invitation to start thrusting again, but I press my hands against his chest, pushing him off. “That isn’t the problem. I’m not on birth control. I didn’t see the need.”
“Shit, sorry,” Reid says, withdrawing quickly.
I have to resist the urge to pull him back onto me. My periods have been irregular since Blake went missing, and we could chance it. It would probably be OK, but I can see in Reid’s eyes that he’s not going to pressure me into taking that risk. Yet again he’s proving that the Griffins aren’t as cruel and callous as Barrett led me to believe, or at least not the one who rolls onto his side next to me. I might have a little more difficulty readjusting my opinion of Mace.
“It looks like I’ll have to wait a little longer before I get to feel your pussy shattering around my cock,” Reid says, stroking my cheek. “But don’t be under any illusion that we’re done here.” He has a smug grin on his face as he lies back, seemingly undeterred by the rotting leaves he’s rolled onto. “Come and sit on my face, Quinn.”
I can’t help it. I laugh. “Are you serious?”
“Do I have to pull you onto my mouth?”
I give him a look as if I’m still considering the offer, but when I glance at his cock standing proud, I know what I want. We’re not done until we’re undone, and it’s only fair that he enjoys the moment too.
I scramble over to him, turning so I’m facing down the length of his body. He lifts my leg and suddenly his head isbetween my thighs. I rest my hands on his washboard abs, lifting up so I can look down between us.
“Tell me if I press down too heavily.”
“Ride my face, Quinn,” he growls. “Don’t think about anything else but how good it feels.”
I bite my lip. “Can I think about sucking your cock?”
Reid runs his tongue along my slit and my hips buck. “I hope you’re going to do more than think about it. Now, sit.”
I spread my legs a fraction more, and Reid’s arms come around me. He grabs my hips and pushes me onto his mouth. His nose swipes along my center, followed by his tongue. I squeeze my eyes shut as he licks and lathes me. Heat erupts between my legs and my back bows.
Still worried that I might smother him, I go to lift away, but his grip tightens. His mouth seals around my clit and I let out a shuddering cry as my insides clench and contract.
