Page 77 of Unforgettable You

Before I knew it, Reid had straddled me, her entire body pressing me into the mattress. Her weight was warm and heavy in the best way. Oh god, I could come just from kissing her like this.

Reid systematically took me apart with her lips and her tongue and her hands that roamed and touched and teased as her hips just barely thrust against me.

“Fuck,” I gasped, and Reid chuckled into my mouth.

“You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you, baby? Been craving it?”

I whimpered an answer.

“Do you want me to touch your pussy? See how wet you are for me?”

Another desperate sound. She’d robbed me of the ability to speak.

“Or maybe I should make you check first? Touch yourself, Sophie. Show me.”

Holy hell. With a shaking hand, I slipped my fingers between us and touched my throbbing clit and moved lower to my entrance which was dripping.

“Show me, Sophie.”

I raised my hand between us, presenting Reid with the evidence of my arousal.

She smiled. “That’s what I thought.”

Before I could gasp, she’d sucked my fingers into her mouth, her tongue circling and licking and sucking in an obscene way that made my clit pulse with need and my pussy ache to grip onto something.

My wand vibrator was great, but it could never top this. Never in a million years.

“Mmmm. You taste sweeter than I imagined,” she said. “Can I touch you now?”

I could only nod my agreement.

Reid pushed up on her forearms and scooted further down my body, dropping sweet little kisses on my skin as she went. She knew what she was doing and everything she did was right.

“You still with me, baby?” she asked.

My hands had been gripping onto the blankets beneath me, but I let go and stroked a hand through her hair, pushing it back from her face. Reid never wore her hair up, not even when she was bartending. It was always messy in a sexy way.

“Yes,” I said as she looked up into my eyes, hers like pools of melting chocolate and flecks of gold leaf.

“If I do anything that isn’t working for you, I want you to say something. This doesn’t work unless we’re both enjoying it. And if there’s something you want me to do, you need to tell me. Understood?” Her tone was stern again and it made my breath stutter in my lungs.

“Y-yes,” I said.

“Good girl,” she said, and I gasped. She gave me a devious smile before she pushed my legs wider. “Lift your hips up for me, baby.”

I did and she shoved a pillow underneath that she pulled from the head of the bed.

“Look at you. Pink and pretty and perfect,” she said. There was only a small flash of embarrassment about being so open in front of her, but it went away as she gazed at me.

“God, you’re gorgeous everywhere.”

I shifted on the pillow and she noticed. Reid always noticed.

“Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to lick you and touch you and fuck you with my fingers until you come. I’m not giving up until that happens. I don’t care what it takes. I’m going to take care of you, Sophie. Know that.”

I dug my fingers into her scalp. “I know.”

“Good,” she said. “Let’s find out what you like.”

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