Chapter Thirty-Six
Reid
The ride back down the mountain was just as torturous as the ride up it, and I was fucking aching by the time we pulled into the parking lot behind the shop. I wanted to take her to my bed, but there were cars parked out front, and I really didn’t want my employees to know what it sounded like when I made Hazel come.
Nodding toward the bar’s parking lot after I helped her off the back of the bike, I was thankful for small miracles because Hudson’s car and his bike were absent, despite him typically coming in by now to start on prep work. “Your place?”
But I couldn’t hold out any longer, and he would just have to fucking deal with it if I was fucking his little sister when he showed up for work.
“I don’t care as long as you have that hard cock inside me in the next ten minutes,” Hazel whispered in my ear, her hand gripping me through my jeans and sending a shot of adrenaline licking up my spine.
“Deal,” I grunted, pulling her hand away and kissing her cold lips before I snuck in the back of the shop to stash our helmets inside the door before I was grasping her hand and towing her across the parking lot behind me.
Hazel’s laughter surrounded us as I crowded against her back, watching her shaky fingers punch in the code on the lock. The sound warmed me from the inside out, and I wanted to keep her this happy always, but I was also in a hurry to get her naked .
Grasping her around the waist with one arm, I carried her toward the stairs with my hand sealed over her mouth, just in case someone was here that we didn’t know about. I wasn’t risking any more interruptions.
We crashed through the door to her apartment moments later, ripping at each other’s clothes as we stumbled down the hallway toward her bedroom. Her shirt was long forgotten, tossed over my shoulder as we passed the couch. She toed off her shoes and ripped down her pants as I tried to unzip my coat and unbuckle my belt. By the time we made it to her bed, my pants were around my ankles and her hands were tugging at my boxer briefs.
“Fuck,” I grunted as her chilly hand wrapped around my dick, but it turned to a loud groan as she pushed me to sit on the edge of the mattress and dropped to her knees. Her tongue darted out, tracing up the underside slowly. When she reached the tip, her teeth tugged at the little ring on the end before I could fully appreciate that she had her mouth on my bare skin.
The last time Hazel had my dick near her mouth, I’d come embarrassingly fast in my own boxers and this time wasn’t any better as she sucked the tip—her tongue playing with my piercing—and then opened her mouth, my hard cock disappearing between her kiss-swollen lips.
“Oh fuck, slow down,” I moaned, lacing my fingers into her hair and flexing my hips into the movements of her sinful mouth. My kitten was a natural and had me riding the edge within minutes, desperately trying to hold off, because this shouldn’t be all about me.
Using my leverage on her hair to pull her head back, I rubbed the thumb on my other hand against her bottom lip while she panted, enjoying the way she hummed against it.
“Get on this bed, because the next time I come, it’s going to be inside you,” I growled, pulling her up and spinning her around to sit on the bed. She lifted her hips, scrambling backward across her covers. She laid back against her pillows, spreading her legs and caressing her tits as she watched me yank off my boots and my pants, leaving them in a heap next to her bed.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I groaned, crawling up the mattress to shove my shoulders between her legs, hooking my arms around the backs of her thighs and yanking her hips toward my lips. She could suck my dick another day, because I had some apologizing to do. First on my list was her pussy.
Hazel’s back arched as I sucked her clit between my lips, her fingers diving into my hair and pulling me closer as she rocked against my tongue. If I would have known she’d be like this, I would have seduced her years ago. Because I was mentally kicking myself for watching her from afar for far too long.
“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come,” she gasped, yanking my hair as I lapped at her, concentrating the tip of my tongue on the spot I knew would send her over the edge. She moaned my name as her pussy pulsed against my tongue and I growled into her flesh as her fingernails scraped my shoulders in her frenzy to get me closer.
Kissing my way up her stomach, I nuzzled her neck, but she wasn’t having any of it, grasping my cheeks and shoving her tongue into my mouth despite the evidence of her orgasm all over my lips and beard.
My hips ground against hers as she kissed me, not so shy any longer. And I fucking loved that she was as desperate for me as I was for her.
“Nightstand,” she panted, blindly reaching to her side as I sucked on her pulse point. I was bound to leave a mark on her delicate skin, but I really didn’t care, so long as everyone knew she was mine. “Now, Reid, please.”
Leaning over, I pulled open her drawer, resisting a laugh when I saw she’d apparently put the thrusting vibrator inside of it after we were done the other night. I wanted to watch her with it, but that would have to be another time, because there was no way she was coming on a silicone toy when I was moments away from being inside her .
Pushing it out of the way, I grasped a condom, tearing the edge of the wrapper open with my teeth before I pushed myself up on one arm, our hands disappearing between our overheated bodies to secure it into place.
Hazel’s chest heaved as I settled over her, her eyes desperately seeking mine as I teased her entrance with the head of my dick, watching as the covered ring pressed against her clit. She ground her hips up into my teasing motions, riding the tip and covering the condom with the evidence of her desire for me.
She panted and gasped as I teased her, winding her up to where she was desperately squirming underneath me. A needy moan escaped her lips, cutting off with a gasp as I inched my way inside, grinding my teeth at how tight she was.
She’d been snug around my fingers last night, but she was about to strangle an embarrassingly early orgasm out of me at this rate.
“Breathe, kitten, breathe. I’ve got you.”
“I know,” she gasped again, tilting her hips and I groaned as I slipped inside further. “But it’s so big. I mean, I knew it was big, but now it’s big and inside me and it feels so… and…”
I smothered her rambling with a deep kiss, coaxing my tongue against hers until I felt her body melting into the mattress beneath her. It was understandable that she was nervous, and I knew she rambled when she was overwhelmed, but I needed her to relax. Because I only wanted to make her feel good. I had to make this something she’d look back on fondly.
She deserved to have a memorable first time, even if it was with a piece of shit like me who didn’t deserve this. Who didn’t deserve her . But I wanted to, desperately.
“Oh God,” she moaned against my lips, arching her back and pressing her chest against mine, the pitch of her voice almost as desperate as her hard little nipples dragging across my chest. “You’re everywhere. I didn’t know it’d be this overwhelming.”
“Being inside you is fucking addictive,” I murmured, tilting my hips and pressing forward until I didn’t know where she ended, and I began. “This feels so right. It’ s never…”
“Felt like this before,” she finished my thought, chasing my movements with her hips as I pulled back and then seated myself fully inside her tight, wet pussy—that was now mine. She was mine. And I was a selfish fucker who never wanted her to belong to another man. Ever. I was the only one who would ever touch her like this. The only one who would ever be inside her.
“And you were worried you wouldn’t know what to do.”
Her eyes danced along my face as I gazed down at her flushed cheeks, cataloging every nuance of her features. She was so beautiful, and part of me still didn’t believe that her feelings were as strong as mine.
“I…oh, fuck, right there…right fucking there…love this…you feel so…I didn’t know…I wanted it to be you…I…I…love you,” she babbled, her nails digging into my back as my hips faltered, the intensity of it all driving me way too close to the edge.
“I love you too. I told you whoever was lucky enough to be inside you like this would be hopelessly in love with you.”
Her eyes shined as I traced her temples with my fingertips, watching her every expression as I rolled my hips. My eyelids fluttered as her pussy squeezed my cock tightly every time I pulled away, clearly as desperate to keep me inside of her as I was to be there.
But the friction had me slowly losing my mind, driving into her harder. Craving every whimper and moan as I fought the urge to fuck her into the mattress until she screamed.
“I never wanted it to be anyone but you. Always you,” she gasped, turning her head and moaning into her pillow. Needing to get closer, I wrapped my arm around her back, holding her tightly to my chest as I drove into her. My mouth rested on her neck, her pulse thrumming against my lips.
“I knew being inside you like this would drive me insane.”
“Harder,” she whispered, her hips bucking into mine. “I need it harder. Want to feel you for days.”
“I’m gonna come if I go harder. You’re too tight. It's too much.” She murmured agreements as I kept up the steady pace of deep thrusts, feeling her body light up as my cock dragged against a place inside her that made her clench each time my piercing grazed it.
Despite only watching her come a few times in person over the last several days, instinctively I knew she was close.
Pushing away from her, almost laughing when she tried to drag me back down, I pressed my knee forward and angled my hips, my chest rumbling at the surprised moan that escaped her at the change in angle.
“Again. That felt so good. More. Please. Fuck… Reid. I want to come so bad. I can feel it building but…”
My hips rolled in firm but fluid movements, her stream of words punctuated by her desperate moans as I felt her riding the edge. Desperate to fall over but not getting quite close enough.
“Breathe,” I exhaled, bringing my hand to where we were joined and slowly rolling my thumb across her clit the way I’d seen her do to herself.
The way I’d been desperate to at the time but so lost in a haze of arousal that I’d been simultaneously chasing my release as I watched her fall apart on the couch across the room.
But I couldn’t think about the times I’d watched her come in the last week. The way she sounded when she pulsed around her own fingers instead of mine.
Because I needed her to get there.
I needed her to come.
Now.
“Fuck. I can feel how close you are. You’re so fucking wet. And tight and I want you to breathe and let go. I need you to come on my cock, kitten.”
“I…I…” she gasped, her eyes rolling back and her neck arching as she bucked into my movements.
“That’s it. Feel it. Feel how fucking spectacular we are together. How right this feels. ”
“Harder,” she whimpered, and I gritted my teeth, doing as she asked and barely holding on as I tried not to let how amazing she felt drag me under before her.
“Whatever you want. Just want to make you feel good.”
“So good,” she sobbed, a tear rolling from the corner of her eye as she stared up at me through glassy eyes.
I knew if I kept things up at this angle, I could get her there, but I needed her closer.
Cradling her to my chest, I rolled my hips, driving her up the mattress with each thrust. She clung to me, her chest heaving as she let the pleasure drag her under, crying out into my neck as she came.
“Fuck, Haz. Yes . I didn’t know it could feel like this. I don’t want to stop.”
“I want you to come inside me,” she whimpered, her short nails digging into the center of my back, urging me to join her.
I tried desperately to drag it out, to feel her for just a moment longer, but I couldn’t hold on, my release spurting into the condom moments later while I crushed her to my chest, clinging to the woman who I couldn’t imagine my life without.