Chapter 38 #2
As he gets down on his knees, he shoves me up so I’m resting on the hood of the van. “I haven’t gotten to taste you yet.”
My shorts fall to the dusty ground as I kick them off. He plants torturous kisses on each of my hip bones before gently hovering his tongue over my sensitive clit.
I’m dripping wet now, and I almost feel embarrassed by it, until he pauses to look up at me through heavy eyes.
“Addie, you’re so wet for me. So deliciously wet.”
Reid keeps looking at me as he rubs my clit in soft, slow circles with his thumb.
He doesn’t break eye contact for a second as he removes his thumb and sticks it in his mouth, humming with enjoyment.
I almost come right then. He doesn’t even give me a moment to breathe before his tongue is on me.
It’s slow and gentle, but there’s a certain primal quality to it that’s driving me crazy—as if there’s no place he’d rather be than between my legs.
My thighs clench around his head as my hands wander through his soft curls.
He runs his tongue over me one more time, and I’m covering my mouth in an effort not to scream.
The orgasm rakes through me until I’m a mess of limbs, slowly sliding off the hood before Reid catches me and gathers me in his arms.
“Van or tent?”
That’s all he has to say after giving me the most earth shattering orgasm I’ve ever experienced?
I choose the latter. Something about tonight is making me want to be as wild and free as I can be. He carries me bridal style through the zippered opening. Somehow, he manages to get down to his knees without dropping me as he lays me down gently on the mattress.
It’s filled with soft down blankets and tons of pillows I know for certain weren’t here before. I’m laying flat on my back, trying to recover my breath from that orgasm as I look around and take in all of the effort he put into this.
“Reid, this is really beautiful.”
He shrugs again, brushing it off as if it were nothing. “It’s the least I could do.”
I pull on his shirt, dragging him to lay beside me. It’s my turn to take charge. My eyes trail down his chest, finally soaking in his abs the way I’ve always wanted to.
A smudge of black catches my eye. My fingers dip messily below the edge of his pants to inspect it. “What’s this?”
Reid leans down like he’s going to cover himself up. I shove his hands away and plant a single kiss to the mark. “Ah ah, don’t hide the view, Hastings.” Finally, I get a good look at it—it’s a sunflower.
He has a tattoo of a single sunflower in stark black ink against his hipbone.
A blush creeps up my cheeks again. Is that for me? It can’t be.
He sits up and pulls me across his lap to straddle him. Reid kisses me deeply, letting my lower lip slide between his teeth with just the right amount of pressure. “You know, I got that for you.”
A searing kiss hits my collarbone as he punctuates that earth-shattering statement.
He keeps going, caressing inches of my neck between every couple of words.
“After the summer we went backpacking in Crested Butte. You danced in that flower field, and I swear I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. ”
I pull his lips to mine in a kiss that says everything I can’t right now, pouring all of my hidden feelings and bliss into him. Every nerve of mine meets his touch in a dizzying dance I never want to end.
My hips grind down into his, and I can feel him hard against me. It gives me the boost of bravery I need to move this along. Slowly, I pull his shirt over his head. “You know, you’ve really been torturing me being shirtless so much this summer.”
He blushes this time. “That was kind of the point.”
This whole time, I thought he was showing off for random girls. It feels impossible to wrap my head around the idea that he’s been wanting me all along.
I kiss my way down his torso, savoring every second of this. As I reach that alluring V, he tilts my chin up to look at him and says, “Show me how you ride, Baddie Addie.”
Brief laughter consumes us both. I worry for a second the moment has passed and we’re back to just being friends, giggling like usual, but he seamlessly pulls a condom out from his pocket and rolls it onto himself, positioning my hips over his.
Slowly, he inches inside me, giving me time to adjust. He’s bigger than I expected.
Not that I didn’t expect him to be big, but still. This is something else.
A small moan mixes between us as we kiss each other gently. I can’t quite tell where he stops and I begin. He starts to rock his hips into mine, lifting himself slightly off of the mattress. My hands crash into his chest.
“Don’t be hasty!” I wiggle my pointer finger at him for dramatic effect, and we both fall into a fit of laughter again.
This time I’m not holding back, and I let it tumble out of me. I fall forward, covering my laughter in the side of his neck. The angle change feels good—damn good. I moan, fully and unabashedly.
Riding the waves of pleasure, I rock my hips against him in a steady rhythm. My head hangs back, and my free hand trails up my breasts. Reid replaces my hand with his own. He pinches my nipples gently and rolls them between his thumb and forefinger.
That turns me molten. My rocking quickens, and he matches my tempo. I’m losing myself in him, and I’m pretty sure I never want to be found.
Right as I’m about to finish, he flips us.
He’s leaning over me, and I let my hands explore his abs the way I’ve always wanted to. His pace is tortuously slow, and I bite my lip, trying to avoid demanding he fuck me harder.
Reid pauses entirely, and I can feel him twitching inside me, but he doesn’t move, not even a fraction of an inch. “Addie, tell me what you need.”
My chin drops to my chest. He might be inside me, but it’s still hard to say it.
“Whatever you want.”
Reid starts to pull out, and my legs dart out instinctively to wrap around his ass and pull him inside me. I finally admit, “I need you.”
He starts to pull out again and asks, “How Addie?” His pace quickens. “Like this?”
I moan a little and nod. He tests me again and shifts one of my legs until my knee is pressing into his chest. His stroke is languid as he smirks at me. “Like this?”
I’ve officially lost all control of my body. My moans answer for me, and I claw at his back. He presses a kiss to my forehead as we tumble into a synchronized orgasm.
“You look so pretty all flushed like that.”
He pulls back and stares at me. I fight to hide my face in the pillow, stifling my reply. “So do you.”
Reid climbs off of me and cleans himself up. Once he’s done, he softly swipes a cool wet wipe across my inner thighs. He tosses the rags in the corner of the tent and slumps against the pile of pillows next to me with a satisfied sigh.
His hand is resting across his chest, and he’s taking deep breaths with his eyes closed. The shake in his voice is sexier than it should be as he says, “That was fucking earth-shattering.”
My face is cradled in his hands as he plants a soft kiss to my lips and whispers, “I love you.”
It’s so quiet I can’t tell if I should reply. I let it lie between us, trying to believe this is actually happening.
I want to lay here and explore these feelings I’ve been holding in for most of my life, but I’m exhausted from today’s competition and all of the anxiety I’ve worked through. Reid’s soft touch is hypnotic, and I drift away without even realizing it.