Page 72 of Complete Me
“That’s it,Jesus Christ, you’re so fuckin’ sexy. Look at you. Fuck that little pussy, Kinsey. Make yourself come for me.”
“Oh god. Reid.”
“Yeah, baby. That’s my good girl, work those fingers.”
My legs start to shake, my stomach tightening, as the pleasure coiling deep within me finally snaps. Reid pushes my hand away as my orgasm hits me, replacing it with his mouth, and I swear to God, my soul leaves my body.
Reid suctions his mouth around me, gripping my hips and pulling me to his face. My mouth falls open on a silent scream, and I grip the sheets below me for purchase. He prolongs my orgasm, pulling every last drop from my body until I’m spent.
Aftershocks roll through me as I melt into the bed, reaching for him but he just gives me one more wet kiss to my pussy before standing in front of me. I let my knees fall closed, pushing up onto my elbows to watch him.
Reid undresses slowly, and it’s only just now that I realize he’s still been dressed this entire time. Why is that so hot?
His arm reaches over his head, pulling the back of his shirt up and over his head in a move that is so him and so ridiculously sexy that my mouth falls open slightly as I watch. His hair is lifted with the shirt, finally falling free around his shoulders as he drops the fabric to the floor.
My eyes roam over the expanse of his muscular, rock-hard body. Every inch of him is covered in thick tattoos, and I’ll never get over looking at them. I love this man shirtless.
His belt and pants are next, leaving him standing at the foot of the bed in nothing but a pair of formfitting boxer briefs. Unable to stop myself, and knowing I don’t have to, I get up, crawling to the edge of the bed and sitting tall on my knees.
My fingers trail across his thick collarbone, dipping down and over his muscular chest, tracing over the outlines of various tattoos.
“You do know how sexy you are, right?” I ask him.
Reid chuckles, deep and husky, as I explore his perfect, chiseled body. My hands dip to the perfect V, fingers tracing over the defined area. My mouth salivates, and I give in to the urge to lick over his Adonis belt. Reid groans long and loud, his fingers threading through my hair as I drag my tongue across his pelvis. His taste explodes on my tongue, salty and manly and all so veryhim.
My fingers dip into the waistband of his boxer briefs, pulling them outward and down, his cock springing free. My mouth falls open at the sight. He’s long and thick, and I’m positive my hand wouldn’t be able to wrap fully around it. An angry, pulsing vein runs up the underside, leading to a deep-purple mushroom head.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?”
“Reid . . . that,” I say, my eyes huge while I take in the treetrunk that rests heavy against his abdomen. “There’s no way . . .”
“It’ll fit, sweetheart. You were made for me,” he reassures me as his fingers massage into my scalp.
“I’m also the size of one of your legs. Reid, you’re gonna split me in two.”
His hand tilts my head up so I’m looking into his emerald eyes.
“Kins, I would never hurt you.Ever. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“You trust me?”
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation. I trust him with my life.
“It’ll fit. I’m gonna make this so good for you, and you’re gonna take every single inch. Aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s my good girl.”
“Can I?” I ask, my tongue peeking out and swiping over my lips. I want to make him feel good in the same way he’s made me. The urge is strong. Nerves are non-existent, even though I haven’t done this before.
“Can you what, sweetheart?”
“Taste you?”
“You want to put my cock in your sweet mouth, Kinsey?”
