Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 124690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 623(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 623(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
“Oh my God, Reed, I love you, love this…” My back is against the tile and he fucks hard and fast, his strong hands holding me as his thick cock plows into me over and over.
“Christ, Kitten.” Our bodies are so in tune. At some point, I realize we’re loud and frantic. My nails claw his back as he praises my pussy. My head is in his neck and I can’t help but suck it.
“Reed,” I whimper getting ready to come, my pussy vibrating with need. As I grab ahold of his shoulders and neck, he thrusts higher. I scream his name as he continues to impale me deep and hard.
“Reed… I can’t.” Still pulsing and clenching him like a vise, I grab his forearms and he throws back his head, his beautiful body jerking as his warm seed fills me. Slowly, I come back to earth hearing our harsh breathing and the water.
“That was incredible.” I try to catch my breath, and Reed gently lowers my legs. He hasn’t pulled out yet and his face is buried in my neck.
“Reed?” He looks at me, his eyes filled with love, the beast in him satisfied.
“Jesus, you okay? I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He holds me, kissing my eyes and lips. As he sets me down, his hands stay on my hips almost knowing I need a second, seeing as my legs are shaking again.
Grabbing his forearms again I say, “Reed I’m going to be wearing five-inch heels in a couple hours.” I glare at him.
He laughs and happily starts lathering up his hands, then reaches for me, soaping my body quickly. And because he’s Reed, he starts to stroke my pussy.”
I grab his hand and hold it tightly. “Don’t even think about it.”
“Oh, I’m going to make you come again. So lean back in my arms and relax. The quicker you come, the faster you can go do your stuff.”
His hand dips inside my wet core, the other gently holding my leg up.
“Please, Reed… I…” My mind is latched on to the pleasure, so I stop pleading. His slick fingers are so gentle, rubbing my clit lovingly. His tongue is in my ear, my neck, sucking and licking. Doing what he says, I lean back, resting my head on his hard chest.
“Look at this beautiful pussy respond to me,” he grunts in my ear, causing me to shiver. My breath is ragged and harsh sounding as the water pelts my neck and stomach. He rubs me harder, dipping in and out, circling my clit.
“This pussy is mine, Tess. I love it…. let go, Kitten. I want to feel you strangle my finger and come on my hand.” His dirty words send me over. My body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure courses through me. Reed holds me tight, and his fingers stay inside me.
Slowly I stop jerking. “Why? Why couldn’t I have left the first round. Now I can barely move!” My head is on his shoulder. His hands caress my breast.
“I have to go… Lana and Brance are waiting.”
“Go. Have fun. Spend lots of money.”
I smile at him. Opening the shower door, I step out, wrapping a red fluffy towel around me.
Looking at my Tag Heuer watch, I groan. “Reed! Lana is going to kill Brance and me! We’re going to be so late. This is all your fault.” I reach for my dress and force my legs to work since I need to grab fresh panties from the bedroom. I don’t bother with makeup. Reed’s still in the shower, so I peek my head in.
“I’m going. I love you.”
He lifts his head, and blue eyes like the clearest oceans greet me. His full lips grin. “I love you too.”
God, he’s hard to leave. Racing down the stairs, I scream for Brance. Silence greets me. I pull out my phone tapping my foot like a crazy person.
“This is Brance.”
“Where are you?” I grab my purse in a bit of a frenzy.
“Downstairs in the garage.”
“I’m coming. We are so late. Lana’s called like a dozen times.” I hang up on him. For once, I’m happy to have my own elevator.
I spot Brance laughing and talking to Jay and run over to them. “Thank God. Let’s go. She’s going to kill us.”
“Relax, Tess. Get in. I’ll drive you guys.” Jay chuckles and opens the door of the Range Rover. I hop in, sliding to the right so Brance can get in. Looking over my shoulder, he’s simply standing, texting on his stupid phone.
“Will you get in? Lana is going to freak about us being late.” He arches a dark brow at me as he sits. “Now, Tess… whose fault is it that we’re late?”
“Reed’s!” I snap. Laughter fills the SUV.
“Stop laughing, you two! Just drop us off at the salon.” Ignoring them, I push on Lana’s number. It rings once. “Where are you two?”