Page 174 of Fearless

By the time we part, we’re both fighting to catch our breath, our bodies desperate for more.

“I was going to shower,” he groans against my throat, sending tingles racing through my body and making my nipples pebble.

“Yes,” I breathe when he sucks on the sensitive patch of skin beneath my ear.

“You’re dirty. You should come with me."

He palms my ass and grinds himself against my pussy.

“Yes, yes. Filthy.” I moan, trying to take as much as I can get while we’re both dressed. “B-but…” I stutter, trying to be sensible. “The others.”

Reid stands to full height, taking me with him and begins marching across the room.

“Everyone is fine. JD and Ez are with Mav and Daisy. They can wait ten minutes.”

I pull back and look him in the eye.

“Only ten minutes.”

He smirks, shaking his head.

“I’ve been known to shower in less time,” he deadpans. “And I always do a thorough job.”

“Is that right?” I muse as he sets me back on my feet and grabs the hem of the hoodie I’m wearing.

“Every. Single. Fucking. Time,” he confirms before dragging the fabric up my body and then practically shredding everything else I’m wearing until I’m standing before him as bare as the day I was born.

“Fuck,” he breathes, gazing up at me from his knees after tugging my leggings from my feet. “You’re… fuck.”

I’m about to tell him that I feel the same about him when he surges to his feet and steals my lips.

I claw at his clothing, desperate to feel his skin against mine.

“Reid, please,” I beg into our kiss.

I’ve got his t-shirt up around his chest, but unless he releases me, I’m not going to get what I want.

Unless…

Dropping one hand, I rub his dick through his jeans. He immediately groans and pulls his lips from mine.

With an accomplished smirk, I tug his shirt higher, needing him to help out when I can no longer reach.

As he does that, I go for his waistband, and in only seconds, I have his pants around his ankles and his hard cock in my hand.

“Jesus, Pet,” he groans as I begin walking backward and practically pull him along with me. Not that I think he’d be any kind of willing to go in the opposite direction right now.

The second we’re in the shower, I turn the water on, but I barely get a chance to shriek as the ice-cold water rains down on us because he grabs me and slams me back against the wall so we can continue where we left off.

The second I wrap my legs around him, I feel the head of his dick brushing against me.

“Please,” I whimper. “I need you.”

He hitches me higher before dropping one hand between us.

“Never get enough of this,” he confesses before thrusting his hips up at the same time he drops me onto him.

I scream as he fills me so perfectly, so fully in that one move.

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