Page 115 of Reckless Storm
Reed groans against my skin, and my entire body erupts in a shiver.
“We really shouldn’t.” He fights his urges, trying to preserve the shreds of his good-guy persona. The Golden Boy. But now that I’ve seen the other side of him, I can’t let the good guy win.
Grabbing his free hand, I lower it between us, guiding him toward the waistband of my shorts. He stiffens momentarily, but doesn’t stop me as his head drops to my shoulder.
“Last chance to say no,” he rushes out between breaths, his palm flexing beneath my touch.
“I need it, Reed. Ineedit.”
He growls before shaking himself free of my grasp and shoving his hand down my shorts, his fingers brushing against my panties. Without wasting any time, he cups my pussy and rolls his palm against my clit, cursing when he undoubtedly realizes how soaked I am.
“Is this all for me, Hayls?” he asks as I moan. “Is this wet pussy weeping for my hand?”
Oh, God.“Yes.” I’d prefer more but I’ll take his hand and thatmouth. I bet he could make me come with his words alone.
He grinds his palm again, curling his fingers, creating a friction as my panties rub against my entrance. Squeezing my breast with his free hand, he repeats the movement and I cry out, my hips bucking as I fall into him.
“God, Reed.”
“Is that good, Baby?” The cockiness to his tone has me gripping his shirt and groaning his name as I rock against his hand. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He chuckles while my pulse spikes, my pussy throbbing in response.
And he’s paying attention.
With a strangled groan, he releases my breast and removes his hand from my pants, grabbing the waistband before dragging my shorts down my legs. My panties follow and he steps back, his wanton gaze locked between my legs.
“Fuck, I knew you’d be pretty but damn…”
I fall back against the wall this time, moaning as my legs clench. “Reed.”
“I know, Baby. It’s coming.”
He moves forward in two easy strides, grabbing my waist and spinning me around. When my back hits the kitchen counter, he lifts me up, perching my ass on top.
“Open,” he demands, and my legs part instantly, my pussy dripping as he stares down at me again.
With my eyes locked on his every move, I watch as he steps closer and runs a finger through my soaked folds, groaning as he reaches my clit, teasing me until I’m begging for more.
Ignoring my impatient moans, he repeats his ministrations a few more times before two of his fingers brush against my entrance, making me cry out in relief.
“Yes.”
“This?” he questions and I gasp in agreement, pleading for more as he whispers, “I’ve got you.”
My eyes flash to his, finding his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he stares down at his hand. I follow his gaze, both of us watching as his fingers disappear inside me, the veins in his heavily tattooed forearm bulging as his muscles tense, a low deep growl rumbling in the back of his throat.
“Is this what you want?” He curls a finger against my wall and my pussy constricts as I silently scream his name. And when his thumb brushes against my clit, I lose my mind, begging him for more.
“In this moment, I’m yours, Reed. Do with me what you will.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Reed
Jesus Christ.“Do with me what you will.”
“Fuck, Hayls. You’re asking for more than I can give you.” It takes everything in my power not to release my cock and fuck her into oblivion. But we had a deal and I’m sticking to it. My plan is to act now and process the consequences later. Although judging by my pounding heart, I think I already know.
“Then give me everything you can.” Hayley sits up and lifts her feet to the counter before lying back and opening herself wider for me, giving me a clear view of my fingers working her core.
