I bite my lip and breathe deeply through my nose.I can do this.“What do you think about letting me do something?”
He raises a brow, intrigued. “Like what?”
I crawl up the bed, hoping I don’t look like an absolute fool, and reach into the bedside drawer.Now or never, Willa. Be brave.I pull the cuffs out and brandish them. “Let me cuff you?”
He chuckles indulgently. “This from the woman who I had to force to say ‘cock’ the first time we had sex.”
My cheeks redden as I smile, trying hard to fight the shyness that threatens to overtake me. “This is all your fault, Reid. What do you think?”
He slides up to meet me at the head of the mattress, then cups my cheek and kisses me. “For you, Willa—anything.”
I grin and open them, leaning over his chest to cuff one wrist to the bedpost I never knew I’d be so delighted to have.
He raises and captures my nipple in his mouth, and I hiss in surprised pleasure, then let myself sink into it.
“That feels good,” I moan.
He hums and continues his work, threading his leg through mine and pulling me onto him.
But I won’t be deterred. With far more willpower than I knew I had, I lift myself off and grab his other wrist, pulling it toward his other and forcing him into an angle on the bed.
When I close the second cuff around him, he winces.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No,” he says, “But put the key on the bedside table for me. I need to see you do it.”
I grin. “Willing to let me control you…within reason. You got it, Officer MacKinnon.”
Just as I knew it would, the phrase lights him up. I place the keys where he asked, then rise to consider the gorgeous man below me. Then I descend, kissing him with abandon and letting my hands roam over his flawless body. I still avoid the gunshot wound; I can’t quite bring myself to get near it, despite it being entirely healed.
Reid’s kisses are drugging, controlling me even when I’m the one in control. The way his tongue glides against mine, the promise of more to come, it’s intoxicating. I manage to wrench my lips from his, kissing a trail down his neck to his powerful chest and skimming my teeth against one nipple, then the next, exactly how he likes it. He inhales sharply above me as I start to descend lower, spending time on his flat, firm stomach. He’s not sporting a six-pack, but it’s toned and sexy as hell, with a delightful line of dark hair leading down.
“You have the prettiest dick, Reid,” I tell him as I settle between his thighs.
He chuckles. “If you say so, gorgeous.”
I lean down and bite the inside of his thigh, eliciting a hiss that quickly turns into a groan. “I say so.” Then, because I want to know what it feels like, I use the words he did with me the first time. “Eyes on me, Reid.”
He locks onto me, his pupils blown with desire.
I smile, then lick him from root to tip, taking immense pleasure in the way his eyes roll back into his head before snapping back to mine. Then I swirl my tongue around the tip, tasting the salty precum and moaning. Reid groans in response.
“Tell me something, Officer.” My heart is beating far too fast. “Do you like it when I lick you?” I lick him up and down slowly. “Or when I suck you?” I pull him into my throat, angling my body up so I can get as much of him into my mouth as possible. I’m nowhere near that whole “swallowing the tip” thing and never will be, but that’s why I have hands.
Reid groans unintelligibly above me, his hips bucking into me as I suck. I release him with a pop and grin up at him. “Which is it?”
He growls. “Suck me, Willa.”
I lick my lips, a bolt of desire streaking through me. “God, that’s hot.”
“You have no fucking idea,” he answers, then moans as I take him into my mouth again.
I give him exactly what he wants, and even though I’m the one on my knees, it’s the most powerful I’ve ever felt. Because I’m the one with his balls in my hand. I’m the one controlling his pleasure. I’m the one who’s taking him to the edge and pulling back. I’m the one who’s reduced him to a quivering mess below me.
“Fuck, Willa—I’m gonna come,” he growls.
I pop off him and pull my hands away.