Page 61 of Hot Blooded
“Fuck, Tressa,” he curses low under his breath.
“Does it feel okay?” I ask, breathless and almost dizzy with pleasure.
He murmurs weakly, his lips lifting in a lazy smile. “Yes Tressa. It feelssogood.”
His face is tight with concentration and his jaw ticks. He sinks in further, and I feel every muscle in his body tense.
I sense it the moment he surrenders. Reign would give me the world if he could, but all I want is him. He thinks he’s too flawed for someone as pure as me, but he’s wrong. He’s the best man I know.
This, right here, may be the very best part of sex. Watching him make himself vulnerable for me. Knowing he’s giving me exactly what I need, against his own better judgment.
He grips my hips, pulling me back and forth on him, as if I’m merely a vessel for his pleasure. The feeling is intoxicating. “What is it about you? You make me lose myself.” He grunts with each thrust.
I don’t answer. I can’t, because suddenly I realize how close I am to climaxing.
“Reign…” I breathe his name out on a moan., squirming and quaking beneath him.
“Not yet,” he says, his commanding tone returning.
I cry out, groaning his name and begging. “I need …”
“Not yet, sweetheart… Together.”
Together. It’s such a beautiful word. The beauty and the beast finally joining as one.
My hips buck wildly, and I’m struggling to hold back the most powerful orgasm of my life. It’s almost painful. I bite my lip, crying out, tears stinging my eyes and my chest heaving.
Just when I can’t take one more ounce of pleasure, he rocks into me in a few short, uneven thrusts, and his thick cock pulses inside me as he lets go. His voice is a rough whisper as he climaxes, and I’ve never heard a more beautiful or desperate sound. Like the crash of waves against the shoreline, a powerful orgasm washes over me, pulling me under.
It takes several moments for the haze of my orgasm to wear off, and when I come to, Reign is looking down at me, watching me intently. Slowly, he pulls himself free from my body. I feel tired and used, but in the most wonderful way. I collapse into a heap, curling into a pillow.
Reign lifts me and arranges me on the bed, fixing the pillows so I’ll be comfortable. His cock is still hard and huge, standing tall. He looks like he’s not nearly done with me. With his intense expression, and the veins straining in his arms, he looks equal parts sexy and dangerous.
Chapter 32
Reign
Three Months Later
Tressa and I look like we belong on the cover of a posh lifestyle magazine as we lounge in the oversized chairs by the pool. The blue sky is expansive, with just a few white puffy clouds dotting it. Not that I’ve given any of our surroundings much more than a glance, because the lovely creature sitting next to me is my favorite focal point.
Her skin is already turning golden as she bathes in the sun’s light. I enjoy my spot under the umbrella right next to her. The heat tires me, but still, there’s no place else I’d rather be. Summer has arrived early this year and it looks like I have a lot to learn, because Tressa enjoys the summer.
My beautiful Tressa in her sexy bikini, sipping a lemonade.I wish I was sipping on her.No. No more of those thoughts. I can control myself. For now. I’m insatiable around her.
“What are you thinking about?” she puts her book down into her lap and turns to me, catching me staring at her.
I lift her floppy hat up in the front. “Oh, there you are,” I deflect, not quite wanting to admit what I was really thinking about.
“Very funny.” She returns to her book.
“How’s your book?” I question. I don’t mean to interrupt her, but I want her attention.
She tucks the bookmark inside and places it in her lap. “It’s good. The couple are mortal enemies… working at rival law firms. But then they have to work together on an assignment. I was just getting to the good part…”
“Which is?” I question.
“The sexy stuff.”
