Chapter Nineteen
Bella
We pull up outside Reed’s house in Malibu. I had a feeling he was going to do this, it’s his way of ensuring I stay with him. It’s not what we’d agreed, though. Not until we’d spoken to my parents after their party tomorrow.
“Reed —” I start, only to be stopped by him.
“No. No more fighting me on this. It’s not up for discussion and I’m getting tired of this same argument. There is no way I am spending any more nights away from you. Especially not when you’ve been ill, I would be worried sick. We’ll speak to your parents tomorrow after the party and then move your stuff in on Sunday. It’s not negotiable, Bella,” he continues when he sees me about to object.
“Where am I supposed to be tonight then? My parents are going to ask.”
“If it was up to me you’d be telling them you’re here. But I’m guessing that’s not what you want, so tell them you’re with a friend. Tell them you’ve stayed in San Francisco. I really don’t care what you come up with as long as you’re here.”
“Fine,” I mutter, pulling my phone out of my pocket to send a text to my parents.
Reed rounds the front of the car, pulling my passenger door open and scooping me into his arms.
“I’m not sick anymore,” I mumble.
“Humor me,” he says, placing a gentle kiss to my temple.
How are you ever meant to say no to this man?
“Where do you want to go?” he asks as he walks into the entrance of his house.
“Can we sit outside and watch the sunset?” It’s already dipping low in the skyline, it shouldn’t be too long before the most beautiful colors fill the sky.
“Anything you want.”
Carrying me through the house he unlocks the back door with me still in his arms, showcasing his incredible strength, and walks out onto the decking. He places me carefully on the outdoor sofa, and tells me he’ll be right back once he’s got the bags out of the car.
Within minutes he’s returning, taking a seat on the sofa, and reclining into the corner. He pulls me between his legs to lean back on his chest.
“How’s this?”
“Perfect,” I whisper.
We lay like that long after the sun has set and the stars come out, neither of us talking, both perfectly happy to just be together.
***
I wake to the sensation of feeling too full. Reed’s body is pressed against my back, his hips thrusting, forcing his cock into my pussy.
“Mmm, so wet for my cock. Even in sleep your body craves mine,” he groans.
I push back into him, trying to help him fit.
“Fuck, I love watching you try to take me. Your body fights every inch I give it. This tight little cunt is too small for me and it’s fucking incredible.”
He pulls out and rolls me to my back, then thrusts back in again, driving his cock into me. His hands come up to play with my nipples.
“I haven’t played with these anywhere near enough,” he murmurs. The thrusts of his cock steady as his fingers toy with those sensitive peaks.
“Yes,” I gasp. It’s like he has a direct line to my clit every time he tweaks my nipple.
“Mmm, they’re sensitive. Fucking perfect,” he whispers. “Your cunt, your ass and your mouth have all taken my cum, but these glorious tits haven’t. I think we’re going to have to change that.”
“What — what do you mean?”
