Page 30 of Fall Twice

“I’m going to take you.”

I feel the corner of my lips tug. “I think that’s the point.”

His cheeks raise, and I know he’s trying to suppress his grin, before his mouth covers my own for a damaging kiss, his hand resting on the back of my neck to angle my head against the slant of his kiss. It’s his way, as he only does commanding in the bedroom.

Point proven by the fact our bodies press closer, and he’s encouraging me to spread wide, all while he places quick kisses down the line of my throat.

I push his boxers down and pump him a few times, then he moves to take my hand away, raising it up above my head against the upper cabinet.

“Should I…”

I know what he’s asking, and I remember what he told me. I shake my head no, he doesn’t need to grab a condom, indicating that we are good to go.

The feeling of his tip dragging along my slit and then entering me makes me flinch for a second.

“Fuck, Lena, you are very tight. Soaking wet, but tight,” he mentions in a whisper, careful to move slow. “Wrap your legs around me, be a good girl.” I follow his request, bringing my legs up around his waist.

I give up on keeping my arm above my head because I need to hold onto something, especially when he pushes deeper. I loop my arms around his neck, my nails digging into his upper back, and I still can’t get enough.

He continues to pound into me, I would say ruthlessly, but I think both our bodies are in shock that we’re doing this again, and nobody is complaining.

I lean back slightly, offering my breasts to him, and his tongue darts out with the full intention to suck my hard nipple.

“Reid,” I breathe, and it’s a heavy pant.

“Every time you say my name, I want to fuck you harder.” His own breath mirrors my own which causes me to smile drowsily to myself.

I feel like I’m floating. I’ve completely handed over my body to him, and I’m along for the ride.

We move together, meeting on every thrust until he pauses, his arms looping around my middle and inviting me to hold on.

It’s a blur how we make our way down the hall. His pants finally get kicked off when he holds me against the wall to kiss me, as if he needs to remind me that he has every part of me at this moment. And finally, we land on the edge of his bed, Reid hovering over me and inside me, taking me hard and deep.

I use my legs to pull him closer to me, feeling the layer of sweat on our skin. I wrap tighter, but he hums a sound in protest. Instead, his hand comes between us and his fingers play with me. “My way, Lena, and that means you’re coming too.”

“Better hurry then, because I’m almost there.”

A minute later, I begin to shudder around his length, and it must send him off the ledge too. I wouldn’t know, as I’m seeing stars.

I’m so wet that I struggle to feel him release inside me, but then I feel his tip twitching, and his face tightens for a few moments before he slowly retreats, holding his weight on one side and breathing an exhale.

When he lands on his back, I can’t help but smile as I study him.

He glances at me with a funny look. “Too soon to ask if I get better with age?”

I laugh at his joke and ignore it too. “Is it weird that it was…”

Now Reid adjusts his posture so he can examine me further, his wry smile permanent. “Not bad, I’d say.”

“Not bad at all.” I think I’m under a spell.

“Guess we can close the book into the curiosity factor.”

I have to laugh. “You had that hanging in your head too? The wondering what it would be like to do it again?”

“I am human.”

He rolls off the bed, then walks a few steps to turn the duvet back. “Get in, I’ll go grab the wine.”

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