A coil of light tightens inside me as he kisses me deeper and intensifies his movements on my sensitive bundle of nerves. Tingles of light and warmth explode from deep inside me, making me quiver and cry out.
“That’s it. Yes, baby. Fucking come for me. Just like that.”
Tiny shards of light behind my eyes flash and shoot in all directions as I ride out my climax. Still pulsing his hips under me, Reed maintains his ministrations against my clit until he senses I’ve crested the peak, then he backs away at the perfect place.
This man.
A vibrator could never.
And believe me. To no avail, I’ve tried them all over the last five years to find one that could come close to making me orgasm the way Reed just did. And he wasn’t even inside me this time.
His kiss softens, and he removes his hand from my sweet spot. I moan and whimper into his mouth, sounding like I’m pained. But this is the opposite of pain. It’s an exquisite pleasure, still washing over me in gentle waves. And the way he’s kissing me like I’m his whole world has me wanting even more of him.
Inside me.
Now.
I reach between us to fumble with his fly, determined to free his cock. After that, we’ll let nature take its course.
Suddenly, the car jostles, and a loudwhooshmakes us flinch. I break the kiss to see a tractor-trailer passing us at cruising speed.
Oh. My. God.
We’re in a car on the side of the road, and I was a half-second from figuring out how to get his cock inside me, despite both of us being fully clothed. And he just made me come.
What is wrong with me? The girl who can’t even cuss shouldn’t be getting banged on the side of the road in broad daylight.
This is bananas.
“Shit. I was two seconds from coming in my pants.” He flops his head back onto the headrest. “Fucking hell, woman. I wantto bury myself inside you right now so damn bad. But we should stop.”
My cheeks burn with what I’m sure is a midnight ruby blush, bordering on maroon. Unable to meet his eyes, I pull my hair off my neck and twist it to one side. “Yeah-yes-yeah. We should stop. I’m sorry.” I need to move off his lap. What the heck came over me? “I’m probably crushing you. Let me just?—”
He sits all the way up, bringing his chest to mine. His firm hands lock around my hips, preventing my dismount. “Hey, look at me.”
After all he’s shared today, I’m unsure why I’m bracing myself for rejection. But Iamdoing precisely that. I steady myself with a few deep breaths and finally force my eyes open to look at him.
From this distance, he’s so striking. He steals the breath I worked so hard to recapture a moment ago. The chiseled edges of his cheekbones blend into the smooth planes of his face, pink from our exertions. His eyes are hypnotic spheres that ensnare me in their depths. I wish I could stay there for eternity, curl up, and make myself feel whole again.
He offers a tiny grin, and it’s so perfectly Reed. Just a small bit of happiness for me, breaking through his gruff demeanor. “We’ll finish this later, okay? I need to get you to a safe place and head to work.”
Oh yeah.
Work. The case.
Silas, Riddick, and murder.
Then there’s me.
I offer a fake smile, feeling anything but happy at his reminder. “Sure.”
“When I get back tonight, we’ll talk about everything. Okay? I’ll do whatever I can to protect you. I swear.”
Despite wanting to object, I nod.
We’ve solved nothing.
He cups my cheeks and gives me a delicate kiss. For one more moment, I pretend I can have him forever.
