40. Isabelle
CHAPTER FORTY
isabelle
R eid sat on the couch while I lay my head on his lap. He ran his fingers through my hair, and I looked up at him, my mind drifting to the past few days and the time we’d spent together.
“Today was absolutely perfect. This whole trip was,” I whispered.
“It was. I’m glad Ellison and Colter made us go,” he said with a goofy grin on his face.
I guess sometimes having meddling friends is a good thing.
“Do you think we would be where we are, relationship-wise, if we hadn’t gone on this trip?” I asked, genuinely curious. I wasn’t sure, but I thought we would have made it to this point eventually. It may have just taken more time.
“I think we would have gotten here eventually. Once we realized the feelings we had—and admitted them—I don’t think there was ever any going back for us,” he replied softly.
“I don’t think so either,” I agreed. “I think we were always meant to find our way to each other, no matter how long it took. ”
He slid his hand down from my hair to my jaw, rubbing his thumb against the apple of my cheek, before bending down to plant a kiss on my lips.
I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. Reid broke the contact, and the frustration must have been visible on my face, because he just laughed before somehow scooping me up in his arms and standing in one smooth movement.
“I have no idea how you just did that.” I giggled. “But I’m not complaining.”
“Good,” he murmured into my neck, peppering kisses across the sensitive flesh. He walked us into the bedroom, setting me on the bed before crawling over top of me.
“Hi.”
“Hey,” he whispered before lowering himself further onto me, enough that his hard length brushed against me.
I grabbed both sides of his face, moving him closer so I could kiss him. Our tongues tangled together as the kiss deepened, fighting for dominance. I slid one hand down his chest, fisting his shirt.
“Hold on,” Reid mumbled before moving away to pull his T-shirt over his head.
I lifted my arms so he could also pull my shirt off, leaving me in my bra before he reached around me to unclasp it and toss it to the side.
A shiver crept up my spine from the air conditioning in the cabin, and I shuddered, wrapping my arms around myself for a moment, my fingers brushing over the small bumps on my skin.
“Everything okay? Do you want to keep going?” Reid checked in with me.
I nodded, uncrossing my arms, not wanting to stop. “ I’m good. Just cold.” I let out an awkward chuckle at my body’s reaction to the chilled air.
“Let’s fix that.” He laughed before all but dropping his full weight on me.
“Reid,” I managed to choke out. “That is not what I meant! God, how much do you weigh?”
“Are you still cold?” He pressed his head between my breasts, his words muffled.
“Not anymore!” I attempted to push him off, but he was too heavy.
He lifted off of me, but not before blowing a raspberry on my chest.
I rolled my eyes. “Mood killer,” I teased, squealing when he palmed one of my breasts, running his thumb over a nipple.
“Are you sure about that?” He slid his other hand down my body, running it under the waistband of my pants and hem of my underwear. “Your body says otherwise.”
I sucked in a breath as he inserted a finger, my core clenching at the pressure. He started moving, and my eyes fluttered shut, a soft gasp escaping my lips.
Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him closer to me so I could undo the zipper on his jeans, making it easier to pull them down his thighs.
He was still working me with his fingers, and my breathing hitched as he pulled his hand away and got off the bed, standing at the foot of it.
“Pants. Off.” He breathed out before he discarded his own, taking his underwear off with them to put his erection on full display.
I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my pants and pulled them down, bending my knees toward my chest so I could slide them off. Before Reid could come back to me, I spun myself so I was on my knees facing him.
“Since you didn’t let me last time,” I purred as I crawled toward him and grasped his length, eliciting a sigh from his lips. I looked up at him through my lashes before lowering my mouth onto his cock, swirling my tongue around the tip.
“Oh, God, Isa,” he moaned as he fisted my hair, pulling me closer to him.
I let out a breath before taking his cock further, bobbing my head as he tightened his grip on me. I moaned with each movement, creating vibration with my mouth and getting into a steady rhythm as Reid bucked his hips against my face.
“Mmm you’re taking my cock so well, letting me fuck your mouth like this,” he praised, his words causing the warmth between my legs to pool.
I looked up at him, my eyes watering with each thrust. I wrapped one hand around the base of him, rubbing it up and down, while the other hand cupped his balls.
“Fuck,” Reid cursed before pulling completely out of my mouth. “Trust me, as much as I’d love to come in your mouth, I’d rather be inside you right now.”
He walked away momentarily to get a condom and slid it on before walking back to the bed. Spinning me around so I was facing the headboard, he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.
“May I?” he asked, prompting me to look over my shoulder to see him stroking his length.
“Yes. Please.” I gasped as he plunged two fingers in and fucked me with his hand for a few moments then lined his cock up with my entrance. He pushed inside me, and I let out a moan .
“You’re so tight, baby.” As he began to move his hips in slow, hard thrusts, he reached forward and played with my nipples, each sensation building toward my orgasm. “You feel so good, you know that?”
I nodded, squeezing my eyes shut as he moved his hand down to play with my clit. “Oh my God, Reid!” An intense, warming sensation built in my entire body, flowing from my core to the tips of my toes as he brought me closer to release. “Please, keep going.”
He kept his pace steady, ramming into me and rubbing circles on the most sensitive part of my body as waves of my orgasm washed over me. But he wasn’t done. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back.
He leaned close, planting a kiss on the side of my neck before biting my ear then whispering, “Give me one more, Isa. I’m close, but come for me one more time.”
Oh, fuck. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he pounded into me harder than he had the first time, the force of it causing my walls to clench around him.
“That’s it, baby. I’m going to come.” He gasped as he pulled another orgasm from me again, not stopping his thrusts until I came down from my high. I could feel his dick twitch as his release spilled into the condom, and he collapsed on top of me.
We took a few moments to catch our breaths, and he kissed a line down my back before standing and taking care of the condom.
I turned over, my elbows resting on the comforter, and when he came back, I murmured, “I’m not sure if I’ll ever get used to that feeling.”
“What feeling?”
“Being with you. Feeling wanted .”
“Any guy who didn’t make you feel like the most special girl in the world is a fool, Isa. A damn fool. You’ll always be wanted by me. I’ve wanted us for a long time. And not just the sex—although that’s obviously been amazing, too. I’ve just wanted to hold you in my arms. And now that I have you, I’m not letting you go.”
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted too,” I whispered before he pulled me into his arms and held me there as I rested my head against the warmth of his chest.
“Everything all packed up?” I asked as I walked out into the living room where Reid was leaning against the counter.
“Yep. I think we should be all good to go.” He lightly grabbed my wrist to pull me toward him and moved me so my back was against the counter. “We definitely have time if…” he started to whisper in my ear when his phone buzzed, the vibration echoing in the kitchen.
I looked at the phone, the screen lit up with a text message.
“As I was saying.” He rolled his eyes and lifted me to place me on the countertop, stepping between my legs. “We could break in this counter before we leave.”
“Mmm tempting,” I craned my neck back as he started kissing it, lightly nipping and sucking at the tender flesh. “I’ve never had sex on a counter before.” I added a wink.
The noise rising from Reid’s throat sounded almost animalistic as he kissed up my neck to my jaw and then my lips. “I think we?—”
Reid’s phone buzzed again, like it had been the past week. One time; two times; three times, but he ignored it with each one.
“Are you not going to answer those?” I asked as I hopped off the counter.
“No.” He shook his head, moving to click the power button on his phone to turn it off.
“Who is it?”
“My mother.”