My body has a mind of its own as my hips jerk back and forth, seeking out the pleasure that’s pulling me towards new heights. I’m doing as Reid asked. I’m riding his face and for a while, I’m lost in my own pleasure. Peeling open my eyes, I stare at Reid’s cock, iron-hard and beaded with precum. I wrap a fist around the base and as I twist my hand, I bring my mouth to him.
Swirling my tongue around the crown, Reid twitches in my grip. I’m smiling as I take him in my mouth and continue exploring him with my tongue. He must like it because he sucks hard enough on my clit that I see stars.
I pant through my pleasure and swallow a groan before sealing my lips around his cock. I relax my jaw and as I plunge downwards, my cheeks hollow. I take him deep, and in response, his hot gasp warms my pussy. His fingers dig into my hips, and as I push against Reid’s tongue, he thrusts his hips upward and his cock hits the back of my throat.
My head bobs up and down in sync with my hips as I explore his length and Reid works my clit with flicks of his tongue. The coiling pressure from earlier returns, tightening and tightening as he brings me closer to my release. My knees tremble as I teeter on the edge.
My orgasm begins to surge, and there’s no holding on or holding back. I don’t want to hold back. I want Reid to send me into oblivion.
In a rush of molten heat, my body detonates. I shatter into a thousand pieces, and those shards send tingles up and down my spine and out to every extremity. And then I’m falling. Or I might be flying. I don’t know which way is up and which way is down as my cry vibrates over my lips, still tightly wrapped around Reid’s cock.
He lets go of my hips, and reaches for the back of my head as his thrusts become frenzied. He holds me steady as he jerks into my mouth, faster and faster until he finds his own release. Ribbons of cum hit the back of my throat, and I suck and swallow. I can feel Reid’s hot breaths against my clit, my entrance and the inside of my thighs as he kisses every part of me.
He rolls his hips a few more times, spilling the last of his seed into my mouth until finally, he drops his head back onto the earth that’s become our bed. His laugh warms my quickly cooling skin.
“I’m glad my little viper doesn’t bite.”
He thinks I’m his viper?
Oh, he really shouldn’t say that while his cock is still in my mouth. I tighten my jaw and scrape my teeth along his softening shaft until only the head of his cock is in my mouth. I apply more pressure, but Reid just laughs some more.
“You don’t like your pet name?”
I release him. I prefer to attack him with my tongue. “I don’t know which annoys me more. You calling me a snake, or just the fact you called me yours.”
Twisting around, I land back on our pile of clothes next to him. We’re naked to the elements, and I’m suddenly aware that we’re not alone in the woods. His snarky brother could reappear at any moment.
Reid watches as I sit up and tug at the clothes beneath us. “You are mine, Viper.”
“In your dreams,” I mutter as I stand up. My knees are weak and I stumble as I’m stepping into my panties.
“Speaking of dreams,” Reid says wistfully. “I can’t wait to get you in a bed with crisp cotton sheets and an endless supply of condoms.”
I fasten my bra. “You don’t need condoms for masturbation, Reid,” I say. “I’m not sharing a bed with you.” I pull on my leggings and sweater. “I have a bed, in a very nice room, in a mansion not too far from here.”
Reid grabs his jeans as he stands. His brow is furrowed and his pecs twitch with tension as he slips them on. His inked chest is a distraction I don’t need right now. I grab his t-shirt and throw it at him.
“You can’t make me leave with you, Reid.”
In one long step he’s looming over me. “Yes, I can. I’ve warned you before that I’d throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here. And make no mistake, Quinn. I will do that if I have to.”
He could too. And once I leave, there’d be no coming back. I can’t go missing on the same night someone kills two of Ilya’s men, then later claim innocence. All of my hard work and planning would be for nothing. Blake would be forever lost to me.
“Please, don’t,” I say, my voice catching. I’m not asstrong as I want people to believe, and sometimes it shows. “I’ve never been this close to finding my sister before. I can’t run away now.”
“Then tell me everything, Quinn,” he demands. He pulls his t-shirt over his head. “Tell me about her.”
I could be making a terrible mistake, but if I’m going to get Reid to cooperate, I have to tell him why I’m here. I talk fast before I have time to reconsider.
“Blake met Ilya in Atlanta eighteen months ago. She was twenty at the time, working as a server in an exclusive club to pay her way through college. I was home in Boston, and when she first told me she was dating a Russian, she failed to mention he was more than twice her age. But I knew something was off and paid her a surprise visit. The surprise was all on me. She’d gone from being a beautiful and curvaceous young woman, to a stick-like fashion mannequin.”
Reid shrugs into his jacket. “Was she using?”
“Before Ilya, she was always into healthy living, but it’s possible he introduced her to drugs. Or else she simply starved herself to fit the mold he carved out for her,” I say, tying my sneakers so I don’t have to look at Reid. We both know which of those two explanations is more likely. “And he certainly had plans for her. All her clothes were designer, and she’d upgraded her apartment to a place that was way beyond the means of an average student. Except she wasn’t a student anymore. She’d flunked out of college. We argued, but there was no getting through to her.”
“Did you ever meet Ilya?”
“No, she made sure of that. But when I returned home, I got in touch with Strider,” I say as I retrieve my flashlight. “He helped me piece together the life Ilya was drawing Blake into. I wanted to shake some sense into my little sister,but I knew if I pushed too hard, she’d stop speaking to me. We talked regularly, and I really thought I was getting through to her. Ilya was pressuring her into doing things she didn’t want to do, but Blake wouldn’t tell me exactly what.”
