Page 42 of Fall Twice

In a flash, he pulls me inside, the bag dropping to the floor. I hear the door close behind me, and I see nothing, as I close my eyes to enjoy his lips on my own, starting a fire inside of me.

I’m tugging at his shirt, and he’s sliding my coat off. We circle and take a waltz of steps, as we have no sense of direction.

“This isn’t why I came here,” I whisper in between kisses, but I continue to let my hands explore his body. It’s fervent, chaotic, and I’m starving. I kiss his neck as he yanks off my clothing.

“Shh. Let me get more of you,” he murmurs against my mouth.

We continue to make our way to his room, with items of fabric landing on the floor. I jump up onto him, now only in our underwear. I kiss him hard, as if I want to punish him for leading me down this path, but in truth I’m just as much a willing participant as he is.

Reid’s hands squeeze my ass as he spins us around, causing me to hold onto him tightly by pulling him closer to me, with my arms looped around his neck.

“I brought breakfast,” I muse in between our kisses.

“Fuck that. There is only one thing that we should be doing right now.”

We fall onto the bed, on our sides, my leg hooking over his hip while his mouth skims down my throat, then when he reaches my breasts, he darts his tongue out to tease me.

But there is something I want, and I shift my body until his cock is in the perfect position for me to get a taste.

Reid rubs a hand over his face as he groans. “You’re my undoing.”

“Debatable.”

I start pulling down his boxer briefs, and he finishes the task so I focus my attention on his hard tip. I swirl my tongue around him, and I am beginning to wonder if he is a poisonous apple because I know this is everything that I shouldn’t want.

Yet I take more and more. I stroke his length by holding his base and gliding my tongue along in different patterns from root to tip, licking his taste before taking him deeper into my mouth. I’m angled perfectly so his hands can roam around my body where I’m lying next to him as I enjoy him. The circles he rubs on my ass are soothing, but his hands are even better when they weave through my hair as my head bobs.

I suck him and lick, and my mouth waters from my actions. I peer up at him, and I take satisfaction that his eyes are hooded closed and he’s enjoying this moment.

“Lena,” he moans with a thick breath.

Pulling off him, I slither my body up until our eyes meet; I need to be closer to him. The faintest of smiles stretches on his mouth, and he reaches his hand between us to touch me and make me needier to have him inside me.

I gasp into his neck as he slows when he finds the perfect spot to play with me. I part my thighs open, and he moves to bring himself closer, his cock finds home, and when he enters it still gives me an euphoria of surprise and pleasure.

We kiss as he moves deeper, our bodies tight together in an embrace. I move my pelvis to meet his thrusts, and he continues to devour my mouth and neck while he pins my wrists against the mattress.

“This way now. On your stomach later while I take you from behind. I need you coming all morning,” he taunts, with his breath against my ear and his hand gripping my hair slightly.

“Shh. Just get us lost right now,” I croon.

He nods before tilting his body deep into me, and I whimper from the way he takes me, but it’s still a way that I could get addicted to. Reid has no remorse for taking me a little rough, partly because it’s our method of communication. Avoid the obvious, and instead, move together while we make one another dizzy and insane.

We both feel our freefall approaching, and I reach between my legs to rub my clit as Reid’s pace picks up.

“Ladies first.” He gives me a devilish look before he stills inside of me to prevent his own orgasm and focuses with his fingers and his mouth on my nipples.

I dig my foot into his taut ass to gain some balance, and our foreheads touch as our eyes remain fixed on one another. I feel my peak approaching, and only when I begin to tremble does Reid move again, riding a wave with me, my walls clenching around him as I come undone, and it doesn’t take long for him to follow behind.

And then we lie there tangled in one another, both with pulses pumping at full speed.

I crawl my fingers up the skin on his upper arm, along his shoulder, to his neck, then landing on his bottom lip. This isn’t a fantasy; I can touch him. I look at him with curiosity, and he just gazes back at me with warmth as he combs hair behind my ear.

We just lie here, unable to move, for what feels like ages. Lost in a moment that I’m not sure we should be having.

“I’m still inside of you,” he whispers, and his grin informs me that he likes that very much.

The corner of my mouth twitches. “I guess I can’t get far then.”

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