Chapter 20
Reese
I swiped the tears from my cheeks as I crawled into my own bed.
What in the hell was I doing?
Devon had asked me for one thing…to wait a while before we slept together.
I’d just pushed him to the point of anger, and I hated myself for that.
He’d comforted me when I’d needed him, and then I’d gone and made him mad because I’d insisted on pushing his boundaries.
Dammit! I’d never been the type of woman who had aggressively gone after sexual gratification but being that close to Devon had made me into a woman I never wanted to be.
I was needy and sexually frustrated.
But that was no damn excuse for ignoring what he wanted.
“What in the fuck just happened?” Devon asked in a graveled voice after he’d pushed the door of my bedroom open. “And why in the hell are you crying?”
“I’m mad at myself,” I told him as I sat up and crossed my arms over my chest. “You told me that you wanted to wait, and I totally ignored that request. You make me crazy. You’re ridiculously hot, and you were in bed with no shirt on. I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I’ve never been like this.”
“Like what?” he said as he raised a brow.
“A horny, pushy female who can’t keep her hands off a guy. I’m turning into someone I’ve never been before, and I hate it. I’ve never been an incredibly sexual woman. I’m not some kind of femme fatale who tries to tempt some guy into having sex. But I act like one whenever I’m with you. It has to stop. I need to start listening to my brain again, but you make it into mush.”
“There’s a few problems with that,” he said as he strolled toward the bed.
“What problems?” I asked.
He folded his arms across his stupidly broad, muscular chest. “Number one…I’m not some guy, I’m your guy, and you should feel free to touch me whenever you want. Number two…I happen to love the fact that you want me. Number three…we’re in a relationship, Reese, and as weird as that feels to me, I like that, too. We’re supposed to be hot for each other’s bodies. Are you under the impression that I don’t feel the same way?”
“You did say you wanted to wait. I, on the other hand, can’t seem to wait another second.”
“Because I want to get this relationship right, sweetheart. I want you to be happy, and you deserve a guy who doesn’t fuck you before he dates you. And for the record, you make me crazy, too. The only thing that’s kept me from trying desperately to get you naked is the fact that I want you to know that you’re not just a hookup or a fling to me. That’s the only thing that’s kept me sane. That and the fact that I get myself off several times a day to stop myself from giving into temptation. When you put your hands on me, even that wasn’t working. I had to get your hands off me before I completely forgot how badly I want to do everything right with you.”
“You’re doing everything right,” I told him, a little gob smacked by his explanation. “ Nothing you do with me is ever going to be wrong. I don’t need you to officially date me, Devon. We’ve been going through the getting-to-know-you stuff for weeks now. And you have nothing to prove to me. I know that you care about me. It’s obvious in everything you do for me.”
“Fuck this shit then,” he said gruffly as he snatched me out of the bed and carried me back toward his bedroom. “I’m going to show you exactly what it’s like to be needy, horny, and out of control.”
“We can wait,” I said weakly. “I can keep on masturbating thinking about you for a little while longer. I want you to be happy, too.”
“Fuck! Did you have to tell me that you’re doing that?”
“You told me first,” I said with a startled laugh.
He tossed me onto the bed, and the unbridled desire in his dark eyes made my breath catch.
God, he was beautiful when he looked like he was ready to snap.
He wasn’t hiding how much he wanted me anymore, and it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.
He caught my gaze, and the need, hunger, and unbridled passion in his eyes made me feel like my heart was racing a thousand times a minute.
“I’ll be happy when my cock is buried deep inside you and I’m finally able to put myself out of my misery,” he said in a husky voice as he made short work of getting naked.
He kicked his sleep pants aside, and my eyes roamed over his muscular body lovingly, stopping at his gigantic and extremely hard cock.
“You’re huge,” I said before I could stop the words from leaving my lips.
I’d really only been with a couple of men in my life, and none of them had been built like Devon.
He shot me a cocky grin. “You look a little nervous. Where’s my girl who couldn’t wait for me to fuck her?”
“I still can’t wait,” I told him as I pulled my top over my head and tossed it on the floor. “But that’s a little intimidating.”
His expression sobered as he climbed on the bed and crawled toward me like a predator. “Condoms are in my bedside table.”
I shook my head, “I’m on birth control, and I haven’t been with anyone for a long time. I’m a women’s health NP. I know I’m clean.”
“I’ve never been with a woman without a condom, and I know I’m good, too,” he said hoarsely. “How long has it been for you?”
“Years,” I confessed. “I guess that’s why I’m a little nervous.”
“It’s been a few years for me, too, Reese. I got sick of hookups. Don’t be nervous. I’ll figure out what your body is craving,” he said as he pushed me back against the pillow and came down on top of me.
You!
All I wanted was Devon, and I didn’t care what position that happened in as long as I could get him inside me as soon as possible.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and relaxed as he kissed me.
I savored the feeling of being skin-to-skin with him, and the sensation of falling into his embrace like I always did.
I’d fantasized about this so many times that it almost felt surreal to finally be this close to him.
This intimate.
This mesmerized.
When he finally released my mouth, he licked and nipped his way down the sensitive skin of my neck.
I balked a little when he stopped at my scar from the shooting and left a lingering kiss on the ugly mark.
“Everything about you is beautiful to me, Reese,” he reminded me in a husky voice as he cupped my breasts.
I let out a huge sigh of happiness.
He wasn’t being nice or trying to make me feel better.
Devon accepted me exactly as I was, and there was no better feeling in the world than that.
My back arched a little as he teased my nipples, tasting and nipping at each one of them until I was half crazy.
“Devon,” I moaned, forgetting my nervousness.
Forgetting everything except the way he made me feel.
He moved oh-so-slowly down my belly and hooked his thumbs on my sleep shorts and lowered them down my legs.
When he tossed them aside and spread my legs, the anticipation of having him inside me was at a fevered pitch.
Except…he was in no rush to fuck me.
When I felt his warm breath on my pussy, another rush of heat flooded between my thighs.
“Fuck me, Devon,” I pleaded.
“Not going to happen yet, sweetheart. I’m hungry and you’re dinner right now. I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time.”
My experience with oral sex was almost nonexistent, and the short attempts in the past had been disappointing.
Devon teased, running his tongue over my inner thighs before he finally buried his face between them.
I sucked in a surprised breath as his hot mouth started to devour me like he really was a starving man.
The fact that he seemed to savor every moment of tasting me made the pleasure even more intense.
I let go and let myself get lost in sensation.
I speared my hands into his hair and held on for dear life.
He knew exactly how to use that wicked tongue and mouth to pleasure a woman, and when he slid a finger into my sheath and started fucking me with it, I released a throaty moan of ecstasy.
When he added a second finger, I nearly flew off the bed.
“Devon,” I panted.
My body was wound tight, and I knew I was about to come.
My body craved release because the pleasure was almost too much to bear.
Like he could sense that I was on the edge, he focused on my clit, stimulating the tiny bundle of nerves until I flew over the edge.
I climaxed like I never had before, wave after wave hitting me until my entire body was shaking with my release.
My core finally unclenched from around Devon’s fingers, but he didn’t climb up my body immediately.
He seemed to want to savor every bit of the juices from my pussy before he finally made his way up my body.
My heart rate was starting to return to normal when his lips met mine.
I could taste myself on his lips, and it made me all the more eager to satisfy my man.
“Fuck me, Devon,” I said as he released my lips. “I need you so much.”
“It’s going to be a short ride this time, sweetheart,” he warned me. “I’m on the edge, and I’ve never been inside a female without a condom.”
“I don’t care,” I told him in a desperate voice.
Devon didn’t torture me by starting slow.
He buried himself to his balls inside me and stopped, giving me time to stretch and adjust.
“Oh, God,” I cried out as my head fell back, relishing the feel of the two of us finally being this intimately connected.
I couldn’t say that it was painful, but Devon stretched me to my limit. Even if it was painful, it would be worth it just to feel this way.
“Fuck!” Devon cursed. “You feel so damn good, Reese. This isn’t going to last long.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, encouraging him to move. “Then fuck me hard and fast.”
It didn’t take any more encouragement for him to do just that.
And when he moved, I rose to meet every heart stopping thrust.
For a few moments, there was nothing but the sound of our harsh breaths and our bodies slapping together as Devon fucked me like a man possessed.
“Mine,” he rasped near my ear. “You’re finally fucking mine.”
He punctuated each word with a powerful thrust that made me feel like he was claiming me.
It was so erotically possessive that I could feel my orgasm starting to unfurl in my belly.
I wanted to be taken and possessed by this man.
I wanted him to need me as much as I needed him.
Devon switched positions until every stroke of his cock stimulated my clit.
I moaned helplessly as I started to climax.
“That’s it, Reese,” he encouraged. “Come for me.”
I exploded, my core strangling his cock.
My orgasm wasn’t as intense as the last one, but it was just as satisfying.
Devon’s release came seconds after mine, and I watched him as his large body tightened and he exploded deep in my womb.
He looked like he was out of control and primal, and it was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled until I was on top of him.
Our bodies spent; we stayed locked together as we struggled to catch our breath.
When I could finally breathe again, he kissed me.
It was a kiss filled with devotion, tenderness, and adoration.
That was the exact moment when I realized that I didn’t just care for this man.
I was falling head over heels in love with Devon Remington.