“You need to spend the night here afterwards,” I order while hastily yanking off my shirt.
Reid’s eyes flick over my chest, taking in the tattoos that litter my skin. My body prickles under his stare and warmthblooms in my belly when Reid’s gaze drops to my hard cock pressing against the zipper of my jeans. He licks his lips, then swallows loudly.
“Why do Ineedto spend the night?”
“Fucking you the way you want is going to spike your adrenaline, then it’ll crash. You need to be here so I can take care of you.” He doesn’t need to know that I need it too, maybe even more than he does. If he left without me taking care of him, holding him, I’d be sick for days after. It happenedoncewith a guy from a hookup app and I’m still not quite over it.
Reid scoffs at my demand but doesn’t argue. Mostly because I think he really liked how I took care of him the other night even though he doesn’t want to admit it.
“Lie back.” I motion for him to lie down. “I’m going to take your pants off.”
Reid lies back and hums in some form of agreement. His skin is so creamy white. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he’s never seen the sun. Scars litter his stomach and thighs, but I don’t draw attention to them. Instead, I finish undressing him, then lean down to tenderly kiss his now bare calf. Reid’s breath hitches at the touch of my lips to his warm skin. I want to kiss him all over, bite him too, make him feel so good that he forgets about everything just for one night.
I kiss up his thighs, skip over his cock, and lick just below his belly button. His stomach goes concave as he gasps at the attention I’m lavishing on him. I lick and suck my way up his chest until I can finally lay claim to his mouth. Reid opens easily for me, our tongues entwining as I fuck mine into his mouth. He shivers underneath me when I dance my hands up his arms to grab his wrists, raising his arms until his fists press against my headboard.
“Grip the headboard bars,” I whisper against his pliant mouth.
Reid immediately grips the headboard, no questions asked. I glance up to watch his fingers loop around the metal tight, holding on for dear life, knuckles popped and white.
“Like that?” Reid asks, voice oddly tentative.
“Just like that, baby.” I press my forehead against his, watching as his eyes go distant as he tries to focus on me. “I’m gonna make you cry, but it might get scary. If you want to stop, let go of the headboard immediately. I’ll stop, no questions asked, and give you whatever you need. Okay?”
Reid nods, his forehead moving against mine, but I need to hear the words or I can’t do shit.
“Say it out loud, please.”
“If I let go of the headboard, you’ll stop,” Reid says like the good boy he is.
I softly kiss the corner of his mouth. “Gonna fuck you this way so I can watch you cry, by the way.”
Reid’s breath stutters and a gorgeous flush works its way down his chest. God. I sit back on my haunches to survey Reid’s body. He’s fucking beautiful. I bend his legs toward his chest so I can pull his underwear off, keeping my eyes on his ass the entire time. I wonder how many smacks it would take for my handprint to glow red on his creamy skin. I lean over him one more time to kiss him, sweet and slow, until he’s writhing underneath me trying to grind his cock against mine. I grab the lube before leaning back again, surveying Reid’s body like I’m the king and his body is my kingdom. All laid out just for me.
I lube my finger up and press into him without any warning. Reid arches off the bed but remains quiet, not even a squeak rattles out of him. I fit myself between his splayed legsso that they fall over my thighs. The difference between his pale skin and my golden-tanned skin covered in tattoos only makes me more feverish. Our bodies are so different, but made to be like this together.
He’s still tight after two fingers, but I think that’s the way he’ll like it. I grit my teeth as I coat my cock in lube because it feels too good. I need to be inside him. But before I do that, I want to taste him. Reid howls when I bend over to take his cock into my mouth. I pull off abruptly because he’s not getting off that way, I just wanted a little taste.
Leaning over Reid, I firmly cover his mouth and nose with my hand and his eyes pop wide. He gasps against my hand as I push inside him. He’s so fucking tight, Jesus. I remove my hand when I bottom out inside him, only to quickly replace it. He only got one good gasp in. Each time I pull out, I remove my hand for a brief second so he can breathe, then cover his mouth back up when I thrust back in. When his eyes start to roll back into his head, I yank my hand away and replace it with my mouth.
The kiss hurts. It’s all teeth and biting and gnashing but it’s the sexiest kiss of my life. Reid pours himself into every kiss with me, lets me own his mouth, make it mine. His body tenses under me, so I soften the kiss, slow my thrusts, until he’s huffing in exasperation against my mouth.
“I was about to come,” Reid whines, hands still tightly gripping the headboard.
“Not yet.” I press my forehead to his sternum and grit my teeth.
Reid squawks in rage when I pull out. “Hey!”
“Let go of the headboard,” I say roughly.
Reid immediately lets go of the headboard, arms hanging softly over his head. He looks the picture of an angel fallenfrom heaven like this, his platinum hair disheveled and damp with sweat. His light blue eyes are bright as he stares at me, cock still impossibly hard between his legs. I dive down on him, eagerly swallowing him to the back of my throat. When I shove two fingers inside him and peg his prostate, he curls over me, burying his fingers in my hair.
“Fuck! Dante!”
His thighs quiver as he tries to hold off his orgasm, so I suck him harder, needing to make him beg, make him hurt. He tenses again, so I pull off and hover over him. Reid’s eyes are closed tight as his chest heaves. One more time.
I grab him by the hips and flip him over so that he’s braced on his knees. His back is damp with sweat when I press against him, looming over him until he’s shivering with need.
“Put your hands back on the headboard.”
