We’ve just climbed into bed and I’m snuggled against Reed with my head resting on his chest, his arms wrapped around me.
“I’d like to try something with you,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head.
“What?” I mumble sleepily.
“I want to sleep inside you.”Huh?
“What are you talking about?” That makes no sense to my sleepy brain.
“Turn over for me so we’re spooning.” I do as he says, pushing my ass into his groin and discovering he’s hard again.
“Christ, Reed, what do you take for that thing?” His chuckle ruffles the hair by my face.
“You’re more than enough, baby girl.” His cock nudges against my entrance and I turn my face to him, staring at him in shock over my shoulder.
“Again? You just fucked me in the shower.” He laughs, pressing a kiss behind my ear.
“I don’t think they’ll ever be a time that I’m not ready to fuck you, but that’s not what this is. Like I said, I want to sleep inside you.”
“Oh,” I gasp, realizing what he means.
“Now she gets it,” he murmurs sexily, slowly feeding his cock into me. “Such a tight fit,” he groans. “I’m too big for you, aren’t I, baby girl?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“You need it, though, don’t you? You need my big, fat cock filling you that bit too much.”
“Reed,” I whine.
“Nearly there. You’re doing so well, you’re such a good girl being my little cock warmer.”
Oh, God, he’s so fucking dirty.
“I want you to do this in the office — warm my cock while we’re on a conference call. Everyone is thinking you’re this prim and proper young lady, but I’ll know better. I’ll know you’ll take my cock anywhere and anyway you can get it.”
“Yes, yes do it, Reed. I want that.” Just the thought of sitting through a meeting like that, being naughty just for him, has me so close to an orgasm.
“You’ll be my little cock slut, my own personal toy to play with whenever I want.”
That does it. My orgasm pulses through me, smaller but no less devastating than the ones before. My pussy clenches around him.
“Ah, fuuuuck,” he groans, his cock punching forward and shoving in the remainder of the way. “You weren’t meant to come, you little brat,” he laughs against my neck.
“You called me your cock slut and personal sex toy — what did you think was going to happen?” His laugh is loud and carefree.
“My naughty girl.” His words are still full of laughter, making me smile right back. “Do you think you can sleep like this?” he asks, his voice more serious than it was before.
“I think this might be my new favorite way to sleep,” I answer honestly.
“Perfect,” he whispers, placing a kiss against my temple. “Goodnight, baby girl.”
“Goodnight, Reed,” I whisper back, my heavy eyelids already closing.
Chapter Fifteen
Reed
I’m in love.
