He continued to fulfill all her fantasies. He cupped her other breast while he suckled one, then turned and repeated the caress. She’d always been sensitive in her breasts, and Reggie devoted himself to bringing her nearly to orgasm with his mouth and fingers.
Writhing, lost, she was out of control, so damn needy.
“Watch me,” he ordered, his voice gritty. “Look at me,” he growled and caged her face between his hands. He shoved hard and fast, taking her with a thoroughness that left her breathless.
And while he rode her, he watched, not letting her look away.
“You feel so damn good inside.” He thrust faster. “You get me so hard. I hurt, baby. I need to fill you up.” He swore and kissed her, fucking her with his tongue and his cock, the dual penetration overstimulating.
And then she was there, coming as he seized and poured into her. The moment etched into her brain, because she’d never been taken so high, and never in the arms of someone who’d seen so thoroughly to her pleasure first.
Emotions bombarded her, and her eyes watered. Not with sadness, but from a cathartic expression of pure joy.
“Fuck, oh fuck, Maggie,” he groaned as he kept jerking inside her, small thrusts until he pumped himself dry.
She brought his mouth back and kissed him.
He wiped her cheeks, pulled back, and frowned. “Hey, you okay?”
She smiled and kissed him again. “I am so incredibly satisfied.”
His frown eased into a smile. “Good. I know I am.” He closed his eyes and pushed deeper inside her. When he opened his eyes, she saw so much happiness. “You have no idea how good you feel. It’s like you’re surrounding me, and all I feel is warmth.”
“You make me feel good. Thanks, baby,” she said to him and kissed him again.
He moaned and kissed her back. “I like you calling me ‘baby.’ It’s so sexy.” He trailed kisses to her ear. “And when you were sucking my cock, I almost came. I love seeing your lips around me like that.” He nipped her earlobe and ground into her. “You’re this small sex bomb all wrapped up in me.” He whispered, “All mine. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
She gave him the fake struggle he seemed to want, except it wasn’t exactly fake. “You know it gets me horny when you hold me down.” She bit her lip and stared into his mean grin. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Reggie’s his eyes darkened. “Talk like that will get you fucked even harder.”
“I wish.” She wiggled, found herself pinned with him still inside her, and watched as his arms tensed.
“Oh, Maggie, you’re playing with fire.”
“Good thing I know someone who can put the flames out.”
“Yeah, good thing,” he said before he destroyed her all over again.
Chapter Twenty
The workout with the guys tired him, only because Maggie had worked him out so much yesterday, he’d fallen into her bed, exhausted. When he’d blamed her for his tiredness this morning, she’d had the nerve to accuse him of being a sex maniac and said he’d been the one keepingherup at all hours.
He grinned just thinking about the stupid argument, because both of them had been laughing like loons by the end.
“Well, well. Look who’s happy.” Brad, Tex, and Mack watched him linger by the pull-up bar in the station gym.
Reggie had been going back and forth about how to deal with the new girlfriend situation, and he’d come to the realization that no matter what happened, his friends would back him. So he decided to be honest. And well, he’d already proven he couldn’t lie worth a damn, but still, he decided—on his own—to be honest.
“Straight up, the woman rocks my world.”
“Nice.” Tex bumped fists with him. “Welcome to what we, in Texan terms, call happiness.”
“It’s a place where people smile with genuine pleasure because the world in a nice place,” Mack added.
“This is why neither one of you has any friends.” Reggie did two more pull-ups and paused, straining to keep his chin above the bar.
Brad chuckled. “And there’s the real Reggie. Come on, dickhead. Get off the bar. See if you can outlift me.”
