Page 66 of Miss Belief

I grinned into my pillow. “I was thinking this is déjà vu of yesterday morning.”

He pushed against me. “Except we’re quite naked, and I don’t have to go take a shower to relieve myself in secret, and you won’t have to play with your toy once I’ve left. By the way, I have plans tonight for you and your little toy.”

I loved how hot he was in the bedroom. It was so unexpected. “You positive we need to attend the wedding today? I can concoct much better activities to keep us busy.”

“Me too. At least we have a few hours before I need to be anywhere.”

I gasped when his fingers came around to play with my clit, the hardness behind me making me wet with anticipation.

“Shit,” he cursed when I moved so he could notch himself between my thighs.

“Keep saying that, and a girl is bound to get a complex.”

He chuckled in my ear. “We used my one and only condom. I’ll need to go find a shop that’s open at this hour.”

“Shit,” I echoed, making us both crack up. “I suppose it’s been awhile since you’ve had to use condoms?”

“I always used condoms. Vanessa had a thing about taking the pill, so I always wore them. Honestly, I don’t think she enjoyed the idea of me coming inside of her.”

I started coughing for the same reason I’d choked on my drink last night, prompting Reid to thwack me between my shoulders yet again this weekend.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you have quite a problem with swallowing.”

We faced one another now. “But you do know better.”

“I do know.” He pulled away. “Give me a few minutes to, um, deflate the situation so I can go downstairs. Unless you’re on birth control and want to talk about going without?”

My eyes widened at the magnitude of the conversation. It was one I’d never had with a man. “I’m on the pill, and I have absolutely no opposition to you coming inside of me. You’d be the first.”

His eyes went dark with desire. “I’m clean. To be safe, I got tested after Vanessa cheated. But I’ve never not used a condom, not with anyone.”

“I’m clean too, so we’re okay without a condom?”

His face heated. “If it’s too soon—”

“It’s not.” He’d never gone without a condom, not even in his long-term relationship. But he wanted to go bare now, with me.

Gah, don’t read into it. The best way to keep from more overthinking was to straddle the gorgeous man beside me. Judging from his expression, he was a fan.

“You going to do all the work?” he quipped, bringing up my joke from yesterday.

“Sure, baby, you just lie there and enjoy,” I purred, wrapping my fingers around his cock and squeezing.

“Jesus, is it wrong to find that kind of hot?”

I giggled, loving his playful side in the bedroom. “No, but it does mean I’d miss out on you grabbing my ass as I ride you.”

“Fuck,” he muttered, his eyes widening as I rose up above him, notching the head of his cock against my opening.

But it was my turn to curse as I fed him inside of me and felt a twinge of pain from his size. Maybe this wasn’t the best position given how large he was.

“Are you wet enough?” he asked, moving his fingers to my clit.

“Maybe not.” I let out a shriek when he flipped me on my back and dove between my legs. “You can’t do that— We had sex last night, and I haven’t showered.”

“As if I care,” he murmured a split second before my clit went between his teeth. I whimpered when he plunged his fingers inside of me.

He teased me until I was practically clawing at the bed. His fingers moved in and out of my slick entrance while his talented mouth traveled south. I inhaled when his tongue speared into me while his thumb rubbed my clit with diabolical attention. “Come for me now.”