I pushed away from him with one last shove, and stormed the fuck out. Didn’t turn back when they called after me, or for Landon’s weak-ass apology. My shoulder pounded, and I couldn’t look at the faces of the guys who had everything going for them. Not tonight.
Tonight I wanted to forget about how I’d missed out on the best chances. That I was probably living through the last of my career.
So when Reese swung open her apartment door, I didn’t stop to explain what I was doing there and she didn’t stop me.
A shiver. The first crack in her armor as I kissed her across her living room floor until I had her pressed up against the wall.Immediately, her hands snaked around my waist, grasping at my shirt as she moaned into my mouth. Her needy fingers dug into my flesh, sinking deeper with every breathless noise that escaped her as we kissed.
And I fucking loved every second of it.
Nothing in my head but her. Nothing I could touch or taste… but her.
Gently, I sank my teeth into her lower lip before pulling back and trailing kisses down her neck.
“Th— Theo.”
I pressed my knee between her legs, grinding hard as I loomed over her. Foreheads touching, ragged breath filling the space between us, I grabbed onto her hips and said, “You know what you want.”
A soft whimper fell from her lips, and she started grinding her pussy against my leg, squeezing me between her thighs. She grabbed onto my shoulders for balance, and I winced, biting back a groan.
“Shit. Sorry.” She kept her hand on my left, and moved the hand from my right shoulder to fist my t-shirt instead.
I pushed it out of my mind. I was here to stop thinking about my injury, and everything stopping me. All I wanted now was to feel forward motion.
“You like that?” I licked her ear, sucking in her lobe until she quivered against me.
“M-More,” she whispered, so close I could feel the puff of her breath on my neck. “I want…”
My fingers were already working their way between us. I leaned back, looking deliberately into her heavy-lidded eyes as I slowly dragged my finger across the seam of her pajama pants.
“This?”
She gave a jerky nod, her breath coming in quick pants when I added more pressure.
A wry smirk curled my lips. “Ask nicely.”
A brief flash of indignance crossed her face before crumpling into desperation.
“I— fuck. Theo. Oh, God.” She pressed herself even harder onto my thigh. “I want to feel you. I… I need to feel you. Please.”
Heat pooled low in my stomach. My voice was barely more than a choked-up whisper when I said, “Jesus, Reese, you sound so good when you ask me like that.”
I pulled my knee from between her legs, steadying her as she faltered by the shift in support. Her pants were pooled at herankles in a breath, and I had every intention of driving my fingers into her. But I had to stop. Had to pause.
She wore a thin, white pair of underwear with a visible patch of wetness seeping through the light fabric.
My dick twitched.
“What are you waiting for?” Her voice came out all throaty and soaked in desire.
I hooked my thumb inside the band of her underwear, tugging them down her thighs. She leaned back against the wall and shifted her legs apart, giving me a full view of her glistening pussy.
My breath came hard, broken, as I ran a finger along the seam of her pussy. I watched her closely. Her breathing. The way her eyes fell closed. How she bit her lip to stifle a moan. Then, and only then, did I slowly push inside, making us both groan.
She was tight and slick, and my finger easily sank right in. I curled it inside her, relishing the shudder that wracked through her body at the motion.
“So fucking wet for me.” I pulled out and teased her clit, then thrust into her again.
“A— all your fault.”
