Page 77 of Complete Me
“Ohhh! Ahh! Reid!”
“That’s five. So fucking pretty, Jesus Christ, Kins. I could come just from watching you.”
I vaguely hear Reid’s words past the blood rushing between my ears. I squeeze my eyes shut as tears spill over, leaking from the corners. There’s a high-pitched scream that pierces my ears, and it takes me a moment to realize it came from me. The orgasm wrecks me, and I swear I lose consciousness for a moment as the wave of pleasure pulls me under so deep, everything fades to black. My body vibrates with a warmth that spreads through me, heating me up from the inside out, and I know without a shred of doubt that if I had given myself to anyone but this man, they would all pale in comparison. It would have been sex. Transactional and probably fine. What I just experienced was something else entirely. Reid and I didn’t just connect physically; we connected at a cellular level, chemically bonded, like our souls finally found their counterpart.
When I finally open my eyes, Reid is lying next to me, looking down with an expression that exudes happiness and reverence. His eyes are locked onto mine, his thumb running back and forth across my cheek.
“You’re incredible, Kinsey. Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you too bad?”
“I’m perfect. Going to be sore, but I’m perfect.”
“Thank you for giving me that gift. For sharing yourself with me.”
“I couldn’t have imagined this with anyone else.”
After a beat of silence, my heart starts to flip over in my chest. I’m so completely, pathetically, head over heels, unequivocally in love with this man, and I’m terrified that it will all end when we leave here. I understood his inner turmoil when it comes to choosing between me and Sawyer. It’s not like with all the other guys I’ve tried to date or go out with. They had no loyalty to either of us, and they couldn’t tell my brothers to fuck off to be with me. How can I expect someone who has a deeply profound relationship with my family to do that?
Reid and Sawyer’s relationship is different. I was too young and carefree to know their history, but knowing what I know now about Reid’s past and how the timeline matches up, I understand some of it.
While I understand it, it also scares the living shit out of me. How is this genuinely kind, loyal man supposed to tell Sawyer he’s going to be with me regardless of what that means for their friendship? How is he supposed to be willing to walk away from a decade-long relationship that runs as deep as blood does in such a betraying way? And there’s no doubt about it; Sawyer will take this as a personal betrayal.
There’s a tiny spark that flares to life inside me, and I want to hold onto it until it flames brighter than all the worry. Maybe Sawyer will be happy. Maybe he will be relieved that the person he trusts as much as his brothers will spend the rest of his life with his sister, and that he couldn’t have picked a better man for me.
But if this all ends here, I need to be on good terms with my family. They’re overbearing, but my god, do they love so incredibly hard. I’ve never spent a day of my life feeling like I wasn’t loved. Smothered with it, actually, the bastards.
Reid doesn’t stop touching me, his hands running all over my chest, his fingers tracing the lines of my collarbones and over my shoulders, down my arms, and up again. His eyes track the movement like he’s trying to etch the image permanently into his brain.
“Are you okay, sweetheart? You’re so quiet.”
I snuggle further into his big, warm body, hiking my leg over his hip and resting my head on his bicep. His hand moves to my ass, grabbing a handful and pulling me impossibly close.
“I’m perfect. That was perfect. I’ll never forget it. Thank you for making it memorable.”
“You deserve the world, Kinsey, and I plan on giving it to you.”
I hum in response, unsure whether or not it’s in agreement or just filling the quiet with sound because I don’t have the words to voice my concern.
God, I hope he’s right. I want nothing more out of this life than to have Reid Knight by my side.
“I’m ready to call my family,” I announce as we untangle ourselves from another round of mind-blowing sex. Reid can’t keep his hands off me now that he’s had me, and I feel the same. We’re insatiable, both of us desperate to cling to the other person and not let them go. It’s like we’re both fighting the same internal battle without putting it out in the open.
I love him. Plain and simple. Which means that if he has to walk away from me to preserve his relationship with my brother, then I’ll respect it. But hell, if I don’t want this man to fight for me at all costs.
“Sweetheart, do you have any idea how happy and relieved that’s gonna make them?”
“I’m starting to feel so guilty for not wanting to face them, but I also know I needed this time to just breathe and process without external forces pressing down on me.”
“Listen to me,” he says as he drops down on his haunches in front of me, where I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, hands rubbing up my thighs. “Don’t ever feel guilty for putting yourself first. You’re a grown woman, and you went through something that no one should ever have to live through. You needed a beat to process, and you took it. Do not have any regrets. They’ll understand.”
I take a deep breath in and exhale, calming my nerves. He’s right, and I needed to hear that. The thought of my family being worried sick over me makes me feel like the worst person on the planet, but I was not in the right headspace to see them all directly after. I know exactly how it would have gone down, and it was the last thing I needed.
Reid somehow managed to know and be everything I needed and more, and gave it to me with zero expectations. He wanted to take care of me in the way that I needed it most.
“Thank you,” I tell him, and I mean it with every fiber of my being. “I don’t know if I would have survived this without you, Reid.” He swipes a stray tear off my cheek with the pad of his thumb before bringing it to his lips and licking it off.
“I don’t believe that for a second. You’re so strong, little fighter. You can survive anything.” Reid stands, pulling my phone from the charger and handing it to me, dropping a hard kiss to the center of my forehead. “Now call your brother.”
I look down at the phone and stare at Sawyer’s name, my finger hesitating over the green call button before finding the courage Reid’s convinced I have stowed away somewhere, and press connect. Sawyer picks up on the first ring.
