Chapter 16 Reed
reed
Lina thrashed in my arms as I pulled her away from the asshole I was now shooting daggers at. He had planted his feet and clenched his fists at his sides, like he was prepared to swing.
“You fucking going to fight a woman?” I barked.
Christian, Kale, and Chuck were already rushing over. Christian went straight to Sage, while Kale and Chuck bracketed either side of this dumbass, ready to drag him away if need be.
“Get this guy out of here,” Chuck ordered one of the bartenders who was ramming through the commotion of the bar to reach us.
“Let go of me!” Lina cried, pushing on my arm to loosen my hold.
“Neither one of these bitches are worth it,” the motherfucker said, shrugging off the bartender’s grip and turning to head out of the bar.
“Stop fighting me,” I growled in her ear.
“Then get your fucking hands off me.” Lina pushed at my arm again, her feet no longer kicking.
I set her down.
Wrong fucking move.
The girl took off, plowing through the crowd and following him on his heels.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered. My heart lurched, seeing her take off after this dude who looked as though he wouldn’t hesitate to hit a girl.
“Shit,” Chuck cursed beside me. “Get her back to the camper.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I was already going after her, bulldozing my way through the crowd that gathered to watch.
“What did he say to get her so pissed?” I heard Christian ask Sage as I walked away. I could hear Chuck’s boots stomping behind me.
Lina was charging through the door of the bar as I hurried to catch up with her. An evening breeze brushed across my face as I stepped outside, but it might as well have been a heat wave the way I was sweating.
Lina bounded after the guy, who was now crossing the dirt parking lot.
“Lina!” Chuck scolded behind me as we closed in on her.
She ignored him, not stopping in her pursuit.
“You’re going to need to get her,” Chuck instructed. “She’s still pissed at me. I’ll follow close behind just in case there’s trouble.”
Chuck and I exchanged knowing glances before we both surveyed our surroundings for more than one threat. Thankfully, I didn’t see any sign of her stalker as Chuck fell behind and I closed in on her heels.
She was moving quickly, but in three long strides, I was on her. I went to grab her around the waist, but it was like she sensed me closing in. She twisted, and her arm extended to backfist me right in the fucking throat before I could even touch her.
“Kuh-huh!” It felt as if her bony knuckles lodged themselves right into my windpipe, causing me to cough. I think she meant for it to connect with my jaw, but with our height difference, she fell short of her target. “Fuck, sweetheart,” I said between clenched teeth.
Her arm reeled back like she was going to go again, but I caught it in midair, my fingers wrapping around her wrist.
“Don’t try to stop me, Reed.”
“Don’t hit me again.”
She wrenched her arm out of my grasp, breaking my hold.
“We’re not fucking doing this,” I told her, quickly gripping her waist and swinging her over my shoulder with effortless ease.
She released a surprised scream at the change in altitude. “Put me down, asshole!” Her nails dug into my back.
I adjusted my grip and held her around the back of the thighs to steady her.
Lina thrashed, trying to wriggle her way off my shoulder.
“Stop fighting me!” I swatted her ass. She let out a muffled cry as if she was biting it back. As if she didn’t want me to hear that it hurt. I hoped it fucking stung. At least enough to quit her squirming so I could get us out of here.
“You’re a fucking asshole!” Her nails dug deeper, and I hissed a breath.
“Yep, I’m a fucking asshole,” I confirmed, staring down the guy who was standing there, watching us.
I hope he thought I was an asshole, too, and saw it as a warning.
His mouth hung open now, but when our eyes connected, his teeth clicked closed.
“You,” I directed at him, “better go before I change my mind and let her loose. She won’t just be swinging at me. ”
He tipped his chin in a jerky nod of understanding before turning on his heels and disappearing between the parked cars. At least he wasn’t a complete moron.
“He grabbed Sage’s ass without her fucking permission!” Lina cried. “He needs to get the message, or he’s going to put his hands on another girl without her consent.”
In my periphery, I could see Chuck approaching to my right. We exchanged quick glances and he gave me a nod, silently letting me know he’d handle it before turning in the direction of the ass-grabber.
Gripping her against me, I quickly charged through the rodeo grounds, heading to our trailer.
The sensation of her body wiggling against me, and my palm gripping her ass, was putting me on fucking edge.
I felt like I was on fire, and my dick was painfully hard against my zipper.
This girl was fucking trouble, and all I could think to do was push her to her knees while I fucked her smart-ass mouth.
“Put me down. I can fucking walk,” she said again, her hips shifting against my shoulder.
“Not a fucking chance.”
“Just let me go, then you can go back to your pretty redhead.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You were all over each other back there. Reds are your favorite, right? Aren’t you tired of babysitting? You could be getting your dick wet right now instead of this.”
Her words were pissing me off, making me hurry my steps so I could close us in the trailer. It was like one step forward, five steps back with Lina every fucking time.
“Just let me go. Lock me in the trailer for all I care. But just let me fucking go!”
“Will you quit!” I slapped her ass again and she gave another muffled cry, making my dick grow even harder.
The fifth wheel was in my sights. I was more than ready to lock her in that trailer. Lock us both in the trailer.
“Fuck you, Reed! Leave me alone, and go fuck your redhead.”
“Shut the fuck up, Lina,” I growled. I was so sick of her running her mouth. “I have no interest in that woman back at the bar.”
“What? You didn’t think she had great tits? She looked like she could get you off just by sticking your dick between them.”
“Jesus Christ, Lina.” I stomped up the steps of the fifth wheel, pushing open the door. I ducked inside and kicked the door closed behind us.
“What? Don’t you want someone to fuck your cock with their tits?”
I lowered her down then, letting her body drag down mine. I could feel every inch of us connecting while I ran my hands up the backs of her thighs, over her ass, and the curve of her waist until they rested just beneath her breasts.
She stuck her chin up defiantly. “Someone to let you glide your dick back and forth between them until you bust a nut and make a sticky mess all over them?”
We were so close, I could feel Lina’s breath catch in her chest. My thumbs brushed beneath her full tits. My own chest heaved—out of frustration, anger, irritation, and desire.
Her big, brown eyes found mine, and they were fucking heated, matching in anger and arousal.
Her tongue darted out across her rosy lips, and it was like a tether snapped.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I wanted Lina Larsen. I wanted all of her.
Slamming my mouth to hers, letting our teeth clash, I walked her backward until her legs hit the table behind her. She moaned into my mouth when I nipped her full bottom lip, her hands going to my shirt, gripping it, pulling me against her.
But I thrust her away from me to spin her around, my hand running up her spine to push her down against the table.
“I want you just like this, sweetheart. Your perfect ass in the air, ready for me.”
I wanted to claim her. To punish her. To fuck her until she was writhing, losing all semblance of power and control. I wanted her to surrender to me.
“What, you’re not going to gag me so I shut up?” Lina challenged, her cheek now pressed against the laminate tabletop.
“Is that what you want, sweetheart?” I gripped her hip while I ground against her, letting her feel how hard she made me. “You want me to fucking gag you while I fuck your pussy?”
“Do your worst, cowboy,” she challenged. “Make me shut the fuck up.”
I growled. “Not this time. I want to hear you scream. I want to hear every fucking sound you make while I fuck you against this table.”
“You think you’re going to make me scream?”
I ran a hand up her spine, my fingers threading through her long, brown hair until I could gather it in my fist. I thrust my cock against her ass again, gripping her hair so her head rose off the table, her eyes fluttering up to look at me.
“Just so you know, I prefer brunettes.” Her eyes narrowed on me, burning with such intensity that I could feel my control slipping.
That’s what Lina wanted, though. She wanted me to lose control, and she wanted to be controlled.
“You’re going to fucking scream. You’re not going to hold anything back. Do you understand?” I gritted through my teeth as I gripped a little tighter.
I tugged on her hair, forcing her head farther back while I leaned down to capture her mouth. This time, our lips molded together, gentle at first, then urgent, possessive. The heat of our breath mingling. Her lips were so fucking soft, yet firm and strong, ready to take everything I had to give.
She bit my lip. Hard.
“Fuck.” The taste of copper bloomed in my mouth.
“I fucking hate you,” she spat against my lips.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to hold back?
You think you can handle that? No man ever wants to hear the truth.
Bet you can’t make me come, either. Don’t worry, I’ll fake it so your ego leaves intact.
Oh, Reed, Reed. Just like that, baby.” She faked moaning as if she was on the verge of an orgasm.
I clicked my tongue in disappointment, wrapping her hair even tighter around my fist. “That fucking mouth. You don’t hate me, sweetheart, and I think I know exactly what you need to get you there.
” I returned her bite with my own, and she responded with a heady moan, her lashes fluttering as her eyes closed in pleasure.
“You like a bit of pain, don’t you, baby?
” I whispered against the shell of her ear.
A shudder ran through her, echoing through me while I pressed my chest against her back. “No,” she said.
“You fucking liar.” I licked up the curve of her neck to her pulse point, feeling her heart thrum against my tongue. “I’m going to ask you again.” I ran my hand down her side, finding the waistband of her pants. “If you lie to me again, this stops right here and now.”
“You’re an asshole.”
I chuckled, dragging a fingertip along her waist, the whisper-soft touch making her squirm.
“Now tell me. Do you like a bit of pain while you get fucked?”
“Yes,” she whispered so softly I barely heard her. But it was enough.
I reached beneath her, unbuttoning and unzipping her pants.
“Has no one ever asked you what you want?”
She shook her head. Panting.
“Don’t go all quiet on me now, sweetheart.” I ran my fingers beneath the waistband of her panties, teasing her. Her stomach sucked in with her heavy breaths. “Fucking fools.”
“What?” she asked, her voice breathy.
“Those boys you’ve been with. Selfish pricks who didn’t take the time to ask you what you want.
Who only cared about getting themselves off.
” I continued to draw my fingertips along her heated skin beneath her panties, inching closer and closer to her clit.
“You think I can’t fucking handle you? Give it to me.
Give it all to me. Tell me what you want, and I won’t come until I have you losing control. Is that what you want, Lina?”
She rolled her hips, her ass rubbing against my dick, tempting me. Fuck.
“Brat.” I pushed against her spine, putting space between us while I continued to stroke her skin inches away from her clit. “You’re going to make me a fucking liar if you keep rubbing your ass against me like that.”
“Reed,” she whined, her hand pushing mine closer to where she wanted it.
I pulled on her hair again, and she hissed between her teeth. “Use your words. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you. I want you to fucking make me come. I want you to rub my clit while you fuck me from behind. I want to let go and stop thinking. You ruined the first time. Give me the do-over I fucking deserve.”
“That’s right. You do deserve that. I fucked up, but I’m not going to fuck up this time,” I confirmed, rewarding her with a swipe of my finger over her sensitive clit.
She moaned, her hips rocking against my hand while her hands went to push down her pants.
“Hands on the fucking table, Lina.”
She hesitated for a moment, and a shadow of a smile flitted across her lips. I halted the circles I was starting to make.
“I’ll keep you on edge until you do as you’re told.”
“Yes, daddy.”
I growled, but she complied, gripping the edge of the table on either side of her. I hooked my fingers into the belt loops of her jeans, slowly, torturously bringing them over her hips and down her thighs.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” My hands ran up her thighs, kneading her ass that was covered in black lace, cut high on either side of her hips. “Were you hoping someone fucked you tonight when you put these on?”
“You can never be too prepared,” she panted, her sultry voice dripping with arousal.
I slapped an ass cheek, watching it jiggle and then turn a delicious pink at the edge of her panties. “Next time you wear these, I want to watch you fucking crawl to me.”
“Oh God,” Lina whimpered, arching her back and pushing her ass toward me.
I kicked her feet farther apart and pressed against her spine to force her chest against the table.
“Do you want me to fuck you from behind? Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers while I rub your clit or eat your ass while I kneel behind you? What do you want, Lina? Tell me what you need to come, and I’ll give it to you. ”
Lina moaned in desperation, her hips still rocking, needy for it. “Please, Reed. Please eat my ass while you fuck me with your fingers.”
I released a heavy breath. “Fuck, baby. I’ll give you anything you need.”
I ran my hands over her curves, dragging her panties down as I kneeled behind her. They were fucking soaked. I couldn’t help myself. My tongue darted out, eager to taste her.
This woman was driving me to my fucking knees.