“Clara, relax.”
Her hips jumped in response. “I’m nervous.”
His face lifted from between her legs but his finger continued to pet her in teasing strokes. Reid’s free hand tilted her chin and forced her to look at him.
“Is it because I’m going to fuck you?”
She shivered and squeaked out a nonsensical reply.
“Or?” He left the word hanging with a panty-wetting smirk.
Clara shook her head, hating the blush that burned her cheeks that his gaze trailed across.
“Or because I’m going to do it while playing doctor?”
The embarrassment she felt made her want to die. She pushed at his shoulders as he laughed at her.
“I don’t think I can do this!” she squeaked, jerking her head from his grip. She sat up, looking for a bed.
In the next moment, the chair dropped back into a pallet, knocking her flat onto her back. Strong hands pushed her into the cushiony material before taking the collar of her shirt and ripping it down the middle. The material was in shreds on either side of her before she could object.
“Relax, Clara,” he snickered as he pulled her bra down to expose her nipples. His hips ground between her thighs, pressing the hard outline of his erection into the crease of her panties where his finger had played moments before.
“Asshole,” she groaned out when he curved his hands over her breasts, squeezing and simultaneously pressing his cock right where they both wanted it to go.
“Never said I wasn’t. Let’s see if you’re ready?” He ground his hips into her once more before pulling back. The loss of his body and his heat was sudden and had her leaning up on her elbows, searching, finding him between her parted thighs thumbing the belt buckle at his waist.
Her eyes drifted over him, the way his nostrils flared as if he breathed only to breathe her in, down to his flickering fingers at his waistline. Her stomach jumped in anticipation and she zeroed in, waiting for him to drop his pants.
“I think I’m ready,” she gasped out, knowing he toyed with her.
“You think?” Reid canted his head and her eyes were pulled back up to his face. The dark light that had become more and more regular emitted from his pupils.The dog has the same light in his eyes— It finally dawned on her why she knew that look.
Clara adjusted and unclasped her bra, letting her breasts spill out. “I do,” she goaded back, liking how it affected him, liking how as she let her bra drop onto the floor from the tips of her fingers, his chest heaved and the look on his face went from teasing to hungry.
It made her feel powerful knowing the Cyborg wanted her, knowing that the same guy who intimidated the crap out of her wanted her. The butterflies in her belly didn’t stop, but the playing field leveled.
Reid opened the black metal buckle above his groin and pulled his belt from around his waist. Time stopped. The edges dropped to reveal briefs, making her bite back a grunt of irritation.
Suddenly he was over her, pressing her back into the chair and sucking on her neck. His hands roamed and clutched at her curves, squeezing and groping everywhere at once. Clara shivered and rested her head back to expose her neck. He towered over her like a wave, but one that liked to crash into her body again and again.
She dug her nails into his shoulder blades despite his constant movement. One moment his teeth grazed her pulse and licked the back of her ear, and then his mouth was suckling at her nipple.
His speed frightened her, excited her. He was faster than human and she was swept up in it.
When her back bowed, trying to press her swollen nipples against his hard chest, his mouth tasting her lower lip, she pulled her legs free and hooked them around his waist.
“I’m ready!”
Reid’s hands gripped her thighs, pulling them off his body. She squirmed and fought him but he was too strong and she quickly gave up.
“There’s only one way to find out. I’ll have to run a test.”
He was standing between her legs again despite her desperation, spreading her legs as wide as they could go, hating her panties all the while. His hold on her tightened and strained her muscles.
“Run the fucking test!”
“It’s a delicate procedure. Are you sure?”
