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I keep my eyes laser-focused on the road ahead of us as he releases my fingers and rests his palm on my leg instead. My clit is throbbing even though his hand is at least six inches away from it, and part of me wants him to slide his hand upward, to close that distance and give me what I need so desperately.

But I don’t say anything.

The rest of the drive is mostly silent, the car filled with a tension so heady it makes my skin buzz.

When we finally get back to his place, Reese gets out first and leads me inside. I close the door behind us, but instead of following him toward the living room, I stop. He pauses and turns to face me, and as he does, I finally muster up the courage to ask for what I want.

What Ineed.

Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I pull it over my head so that I’m only in my jeans and bra. Goosebumps break out over my skin, and I resist the urge to cover my stomach because he’s told me countless times how much he loves it.

Reese’s eyes widen, the sudden heat that flashes through them so intense that it could burn me where I stand.

“Callie…” His voice is husky.

“I’m ready,” I whisper. “For lesson number four.”

Chapter26

Callie

Reese goes still, something lighting in his rich brown eyes as our gazes lock. There’s a suspended moment of time where neither of us moves. Time seems to stop as we stare at each other… and then everything snaps back into motion as he strides toward me.

He reaches me in only a few steps, his body colliding with mine as our lips meet. He doesn’t stop moving, walking me backward until my back is pressed up against the door, and then he pins me against it, his lips hungry and forceful on mine.

I kiss him back the same way, going up onto my tiptoes to try to get more as my hands roam over his muscled shoulders and back. I slide my fingers through his hair, gripping his head as if I need something to hold me steady as his tongue delves into my mouth.

He kissed me in the hotel room in LA, but it wasn’t like this.

Those kisses were deep and languid, where this feels almost frenzied—like he’s been waiting for it as much as I have.

“Fuck,” I gasp into his mouth as he nips at my bottom lip with his teeth. “Reese…”

He makes a noise in his throat and soothes the sting away with his tongue before sealing his mouth over mine again. His hands are just as restless as mine are, seeming unable to settle anywhere. He slides them over my sides, my arms, groping my breasts, kneading my ass. It’s like he’s trying to touch me everywhere at once, and every bit of skin that his rough palms travel over lights up like it’s on fire.

“Oh god,” I whimper as he wrenches his lips away from mine, trailing hot kisses along my jaw.

“Not quite.” He scrapes his teeth over the column of my throat, making me shiver. “No god would do the things I’m planning to do to you, Firefly. Because they’re positivelyunholy.”

The promise in his tone makes me shiver, and when he captures my mouth again, I moan. He hooks one of my legs beneath the knee, lifting it to give himself better access as he grinds against me. He’s so fucking hard, the bulge of his cock straining against his pants, and I roll my hips against him, more desperate than I’ve ever felt in my life.

I don’t know if it’s because of the lessons he’s been giving me, or if it’s just because it’sReese, but I feel like I couldn’t hold back right now if I tried. I’m not stuck in my head, not wondering if I’m doing things right.

For the first time in a long time, I’m just taking what I want—what Ineed.

And right now, what I need is this man.

He unhooks my bra in the back, pulling away just long enough to slide it down my arms and get rid of it. Then his mouth is on my breasts, switching between them as he sucks and teases my nipples. I whimper as sparks shoot through me, electric currents of pleasure traveling straight down to my clit. Breathing hard, I reach down to fumble with the button and fly of his pants.

I drag his zipper down, but before I can reach inside to fetch out his cock, Reese groans and pulls back.

“Shit,” he murmurs, panting just as hard as I am. “Not like this. The first time I fuck you isn’t gonna be against a door. I promised myself I’d do it right. That I’d take my time and worship you properly.”

A rush of warmth spreads through me at his words, even though the desperate, needy part of me is ready to scream in protest and tell him I don’t care where he fucks me, as long as he does it. But as usual, my best friend is doing his best to take care of me, so I bite my lip and nod, my chest heaving.

Reese’s gaze roams over me for a moment, taking in my probably disheveled appearance as I lean against the door, topless and flushed. A look of heated satisfaction crosses his features, and then he steps closer and scoops me into his arms.

The movement is so quick and smooth that I barely realize what’s happening until he lifts me, cradling me against his chest with his arms under my knees and shoulders.

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