Page 87 of Tit for Tat


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I place my fingers over his mouth, cutting him off.“Let me fucking finish.”He grunts, and his fingers dig into my arse.“I’m not asking for anything.I don’t want anything.But you could have given me the respect you would want a man to give your mum and sister, and have the decency to say goodbye.”

He shudders with revulsion.“Please don’t bring them up when you’re wrapped around me and I’m hard.”

I roll my eyes.“Let go.Last night was a one-time thing.It won’t be happening again.Trust me.”

“Sunshine, it’s definitely going to happen again.”

My eyes widen.“No, it’s not, Reid.”

“Yeah, babe, it is,” he warns, and I feel his fingers gripping the edge of my briefs, pushing the lace aside.“You are fucking soaked.”

“Reid, stop,” I moan, closing my eyes when his fingers run through my wetness.

Traitorous body.

“You don’t mean that,” he rasps, running his nose along my jaw.

“Last night was a one-time thing,” I snap.“It cannot happen again.”

“It already is,” he tells me, and pulls back, bringing a condom packet to his mouth, ripping it open with his teeth.

“You took my condoms?”

“I planned to wake you up with my cock between your thighs, babe.”

“I—”

He slams his lips to mine and utterly dominates my mouth.I immediately melt against him, and I find I kiss him back without a fight.Or if I do, it’s a weak attempt to push him away.

I try to come up with a list of why this is a bad idea, but when I feel the head of his cock at my entrance, nothing comes to mind.

“Fuck!”I hiss when he hits the spot only he has ever reached.

I fucking hate him for it.

Because sex after him is going to be boring.

“You’re so goddamn tight,” he hisses through his teeth, slamming his dick into me.

I dig my heels into his arse as he skilfully fucks me against the shed.

“Summer?”Malia calls out.“Are you out here?”

I cast Reid an alarmed gaze.“Stop!”I whisper.

“She won’t see us,” he tells me, his smoky green eyes twinkling with mischief and lust.I gulp at the spasm tingling my clit.There’s no denying it.The desire that floods through me is because the notion of being caught excites me.“Oh, you like that idea.”

His rough voice sends another shiver through me.“Reid...”Oh fuck, he presses his thumb against my clit, and it takes everything in me not to cry out.

“You out here?”Malia yells, sounding much closer.

It only spurs on Reid, who decides to pull me slightly away from the shed so he can use my arse to grip hold of me.

“You’re close,” he rasps, brushing his lips against mine.I grip the back of his hair when the pleasure becomes too much.“Your pussy is throbbing around my cock, and your eyes...fuck, your eyes have turned dark, holding a slight glaze over them.”

He brushes his finger over the strap of the dress before tugging it so the thin material slips down my arm.Cool air brushes over my nipple, and when he leans down to take one in his mouth, my pussy contracts around his dick.

Fuck.