Page 35 of Outlaw Ridge: Reed
His mouth came to hers, launching right into a kiss that was scorching hot and drowned in need. So much need. Hallie felt it inside her and was pretty sure that Reed did, too.
This was not a kiss of comfort. Nor was it especially gentle though she could tell he was holding back putting any pressure on her bruise. Still, it was a Reed kiss. Perfect, thorough, and meant to skyrocket all that need for him that she’d tried to keep bottled up.
No bottling up now though. Just the opposite. Hallie returned the kiss, letting the pleasure slam through her. She added to that pleasure by sliding her hands down his back, letting her fingers tease all those incredible muscles.
Letting her hands go lower, too.
And into the back of his jeans.
More skin to skin contact, and it was indeed pleasurable not just for her but for Reed, too. He groaned, cursed her and then scooped her up into his arms. Hallie didn’t care where he was taking her as long as the kiss didn’t stop.
It didn’t.
Reed somehow managed to keep the kissing up while he carried her into her bedroom and eased her onto the bed. Onlythen did he break the mouth to mouth contact to stare down at her.
He studied her as if searching for any hint of hesitation. Or maybe pain. There wasn’t any, and she hoped she conveyed that by catching onto the front waist of his jeans and dragging him onto the bed beside her. The moment his back landed on the mattress, she rolled over and straddled him.
Putting them center to center.
Hallie could feel him hard, pressing in just the right spot. It fired up the heat even more inside her, and she wanted more. So much more. She wanted a lot more of the pleasure. And the release.
She wanted Reed.
Now, she was the one who studied him and saw absolutely no signs of hesitation. Thanks to her bedside clock, the room was dimly lit, casting soft shadows that danced around them, she could see the hunger in his eyes. Feel it coming off both of them in hot waves.
The time for studying and questioning snapped, and she leaned down to take his mouth as he levered up to take hers. His taste roared through her, fueling the heat and need even more. Not that she needed any extra fuel. No. Her body was burning for him.
And he obviously felt the same way.
Time suddenly seemed to be the enemy. Clothing, too, though neither of them were wearing that much. Still, Reed took hold of her t-shirt, and while he kept his touch gentle and mindful of her injury, he eased off the shirt and sent it flying across the room.
In the same motion, he took his mouth to her breasts. Still so gentle but thorough, too. He kissed her. Savored her. And sent that need soaring even higher.
Hallie wanted to get in on this kind of kissing, too, and she went after his chest. His muscles stirred beneath her mouth and tongue so she kept going. Moving lower to his stomach.
Then, she pressed her mouth to the front of his jeans.
Reed cursed her again, and she felt the urgency go up yet again. There was a battle with the rest of their clothes, and the need was dictating the speed. The race was on to get naked.
He beat her to that particular task by shimmying off her panties and giving her a kiss in the center of her body. A kiss that nearly undid her right then, right there. Now, she was the one doing the cursing, and Hallie refused to let this end with those flicks of his tongue.
Though they were amazing and beyond mere pleasure.
Still, she wanted more. She wanted it all. She wanted Reed inside her.
She tugged on his jeans and would have gotten them off him if he hadn’t put the pause button on that to reach in his pocket. At first, she had no idea what he was doing, and she didn’t want the delay. Then, Hallie realized he was taking a condom from his wallet.
Hell. She’d forgotten all about safe sex.
Thankfully, Reed hadn’t, and he didn’t stop her from ridding him of his jeans and boxers. By the time she had them off him, he had gotten on the condom.
Hallie didn’t hesitate. She straddled him again and took him inside her. And she got exactly what she’d expected and more. So much more. The sensation was blinding. It robbed her of her breath and filled her with that delicious slam of pleasure that only Reed could give her.
Part of her wanted to hang onto the moment. Wanted to savor it for a while. But the hunger wasn’t having any of that. Nope. Her body demanded more of that pleasure. More of him.
That’s what she gave it.
She rode him, moving in and out of the hard strokes that amped up, well, everything. So much heat. So much need. And those deep strokes were shooting her up, up, up to where the only thing that mattered was Reed.
