I broke away for air. “Reid, please,” I begged breathlessly before he captured my mouth again.
He moved his hand under my butt and stood with me in his arms. He didn’t break our kiss as he walked over to his bed beneath the large frosted-glass window. Slowly, he lowered me to my feet.
I reached for the bottom of his shirt and started lifting. We had to break apart for a moment as he helped me get it the rest of the way off. I raised my arms so Reid could pull off my cami. His knuckles brushed against my stomach before he undid the button of my jeans. As he slid them and my underwear down, he knelt, helping me out of my shoes, socks, and each pant leg.
As he stood and he took in my naked body, I tried to ask, “Can…?” I bit my bottom lip, feeling a little embarrassed.
He used his thumb to pull my lip free. “What?”
I stared down as I ran my finger over a familiar-looking butterfly tattoo by his ribs. “Can we do something I’ve never done before?”
His brows rose for only a second before he schooled his face. “What do you want to do?”
I turned around and crawled onto the bed on all fours. I glanced back at him. “Can we do it like this?”
He didn’t blink for the longest time as he stared at all of me.
“Reid?”
That seemed to dispel his trance, and he walked up to the edge of the bed. His hands went right to my butt, one smoothing over each cheek. “Are you sure you’re comfortable in this position?”
I was sure it would start to get uncomfortable after a while, but my ribs felt a lot better. “Yes.”
Eyes glued to my pussy, his thumbs spread me open.
With a gasp, I fisted his charcoal comforter. “Reid!”
He chuckled. “What did you expect would happen? You’re naked and just got on all fours in front of me.”
Before I could respond, his fingers found my clit, and I lost my train of thought.
“I had planned on taking you slowly for our first time,” he said as he moved his fingers to my center and pushed two inside me.
Little pleasure-filled noises escaped me. “You can take me slowly like this,” I strained to say.
“I don’t think I have the strength. You being like this makes me feel fucking feral.” He withdrew his fingers from me as he knelt to the floor and spread me open again with his thumbs. I felt his warm breath against me before he licked me from clit to core. “Lower your head to the bed, Charlotte.”
I did as he said, which only exposed more of me to him.
“Good girl,” he said before he sucked my clit into his mouth.
I was shocked to be praised in such a situation, and even more shocked at the way my stomach fluttered upon hearing it.
He licked, tasted, and explored me with his tongue until my thighs shook with the need to come.
“You’re shaking,” he said as his mouth hovered over my clit.
“Please, Reid,” I begged as I buried my face into the comforter.
His hands slid down my shaking thighs as he pressed a kiss to my lower lips. “Please what?”
“You know exactly what,” I practically growled.
“I’m supposed to do as I’m told, remember?” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
“You have got to be fucking—” My annoyed words were cut off by a moan as his tongue began flicking my clit. “Don’t stop!” I was almost there. It was coming quickly.
I cried out, not giving a damn how loud I was as I came. My breaths were labored and I ignored the soreness that came with that.
