He slides two fingers inside me, and stars explode in front of my eyes at the delicious friction.
“More,” I demand, rocking against his hand, chasing the building pressure. “Harder. Reed, I need—”
He gives me what I need. His fingers curl to hit that perfect spot while his thumb works my clit in tight circles, fasternow. Pleasure ricochets through me, my thighs shaking, breath coming in gasps. But it’s not enough. I need all of him.
“Inside me. Now.”
He positions himself at my entrance, the head of his cock pressing against me. “Look at me.”
I do. His eyes are dark with an intensity that takes my breath away. They burn with fiery intent. I want to surrender my sanity and run straight into that fire.
Reed pushes into me, and I cry out. It’s not just that he’s big, but that every stroke he makes hits my G-spot and makes my body light up like exploding fireworks. I open my legs, needing him as deep as possible. I want this to last, but my orgasm is already building, and I know I’m going to explode faster than I ever have before.
“I need more,” I moan. “Don’t hold back.”
“Dangerous words.” But he gives me what I want. He works his hips faster, his breath jagged as he lowers his head and claims my mouth in a hot, probing kiss.
I can’t think past the pleasure building with each stroke.
“You are mine,” he growls.
The possessiveness in his voice pushes me closer to the edge. Something in his expression cracks open.
He pulls out suddenly, flipping me onto my stomach before I can protest. His hand presses between my shoulder blades as he enters me again from behind, the angle letting him go deeper. Each stroke of his thick cock hits my G-spot, making me cry out.
“Oh, my god!” I moan into the pillow as Reed moves faster and harder, one hand gripping my hip as he slams into me.
“Is this what you want?” He leans over me, his voice thick and raw as he whispers in my ear.
“Yes.” I push back against him, meeting each thrust. “More—”
He shifts his grip, pulling me up onto my knees, my back against his chest. He braces me with one arm around my chest, the other sliding down to my slick and throbbing core. His fingers find my clit, and I cry out as he teases it roughly.
The new position has him hitting impossibly deep, and combined with his fingers circling my clit, I’m seconds from coming. My head falls back against his shoulder, and he sucks my earlobe.
“That’s it.” His fingers speed up, matching the brutal rhythm of his hips. “Come on my cock, Maya. Let me feel you.”
Reed holds me tightly against his body as he thrusts into me, and I lose control. My orgasm explodes, making me shake as it expands through me. I come so hard that my vision whites out, every muscle clenching his cock as pleasure floods my system. I hear myself crying his name, feel him groan against my neck as I pulse around him.
He thrusts twice more, then pulls out, flipping me onto my back again. “I need to see your eyes.”
He enters me again before I’ve fully come down from the first orgasm, hooking my knees over his shoulders and looking down at me with an intensity and awe that makes my heart race even faster. He keeps driving into me as my orgasm pulsates through me.
“Reed, I can’t—too much—”
“You can.” He pins my wrists above my head again, face inches from mine. “Give me another one.”
“I can’t—” But even as I protest, I feel it building again.
He presses me into the mattress, and for the first time in my life, I understand what it is to be fully vulnerable and open to a man. He’s not taking from me, he’s giving—and I want to give everything to him.
The second orgasm hits even harder than the first, my body bucking under him.
“Maya—fuck—” He slams into me one final time, going rigid as he comes, my name a hoarse moan on his lips.
Reed moves and lowers my legs, then collapses next to me, grinning and breathing hard. He pulls me tight against his body, nearly crushing me, but I don’t want him to move. I need to hold on to him, to this moment, this bliss for as long as I can.
“Maya.” His voice is rough.
