Chapter Eleven
Reed
No gag reflex.
She has no fucking gag reflex.
I’m sitting in a meeting, staring at the woman who is fast becoming my obsession, and I can’t concentrate on anything other than the way she deep-throated me last night.
Let’s be fair, since she walked into my office on her first day of work, I haven’t been able to concentrate on anything but her. But last night was unexpected. She’s inexperienced, she’s innocent — she shouldn’t have given me the best damn head of my life.
Part of it was the fact it was her, the woman I’m realizing is meaning more to me already than anyone ever has before.
But it was also how fucking phenomenal she felt, how she sucked me down like an absolute pro, how she took every thrust I gave her and more, and how she swallowed every drop of cum — and there was a lot of it.
I subtly adjust myself under the table, trying to draw as little attention as possible to the fact I’ve got a hard-on for the woman sitting across from me.
We’re leaving for L.A in a couple of hours and I have no idea how I’m going to make it the six hour drive without pulling over and fucking her on the side of the road.
Enough! Get your head in gear, Reed. You’ve got plenty of time to look at your girl, but right now you need to concentrate on this meeting.
My little pep talk works.
Kind of.
***
I’ve found a flaw. There is something she can’t do. She’s a fucking awful singer. My God, it’s like someone let an injured feral cat loose in my car.
Fucking awful.
Yet, I’m smiling like the absolute sap I am as she belts out Luke Combs, singing her own version over the top of what’s playing on the radio.
“Baby, has anyone told you that you’re a fantastic singer?”
“No, people don’t normally like my singing.” She gapes at me, thinking I’m being serious.
“Good. They would have been lying.” I can’t help the laugh that bursts from me at her expression, she’s adorably outraged.
“Hmm, maybe I should occupy my mouth another way, then.” She turns her body to face me, her eyes focused on my crotch and the hard outline of my cock.
We’ve been on the road roughly an hour and I’ve been hard the whole way. Her scent flooded the car the minute we got inside and I was a goner from the start.
“Did you wear sweatpants for easy access? Or just because you know women love a man in them?”
“Do you love me in them?” I may have heard a thing or two about women having a thing for a man in sweatpants, and that may have influenced my decision. They’re also really fucking comfortable.
Her hand slides inside her leggings and I can’t take my eyes away — not great when you’re currently flying down the highway.
What the fuck is she doing?
She withdraws her finger and brings it to my lips, her scent hits me first, tangy and sweet all in one.
“You tell me, Reed. Does it seem like I like them?” I open my mouth and her finger slips past my lips. I suck her arousal from her, her taste like nothing I’ve experienced before — she’s so fucking sweet. I’m convinced she’s on to something with this pineapple crap.
I see a sign up ahead and make a quick mental decision. Within minutes I’m pulling off the highway and into a wayside set back from the road and hidden by trees. There’s a couple of portable toilets and a few picnic tables, but just like I hoped it would be, the place is deserted.
Bella is looking around at our surroundings. Her hand is still in my pants but she’s paused her massaging of my very hard cock, something she’d been doing since I released her finger.
“Reed, where are we?” she queries, still looking around the empty lot. I grab her chin, pull her face to my own and stamp my lips to hers, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She whimpers into the kiss, her small hand tightening its grip around the base of my shaft.
“I need to fuck you,” I groan against her lips. Pulling away from her, I find the controls and move my seat back as far as it will go. “Take your leggings off and come straddle me, baby.”
Her hands make light work of her pants, removing them in record time and leaving her in what can only be described as dental floss.
She moves over the center console of the car and climbs into my lap, her knees settling either side of my hips. We don’t have much room, but there’s enough for what I have planned.
“Finally,” she moans, as I pull her down to grind onto my cock.
“Has someone been desperate for me to fill them again?” I chuckle.
“Yes, I need your cock, Reed. I need to feel you inside me. Now.”
Fuck me. She has no idea the effect she has on me, I’d do anything she asked.
“Take me out,” my voice is gravelly, I’m as desperate as she is. “Rub yourself over me, get us both nice and wet.”
“Let me just put it inside me. I’m already wet.”
“Not yet, baby. I’m not going to be gentle with you this time and it’s still going to hurt a bit. I need you as ready as possible. Now, do what I said and rub yourself all over my cock.”
She rises slightly and pulls the sorry excuse for panties to the side, exposing her glistening pussy to me. Lowering herself back down, her wet heat glides over my cock and we both groan. I grab her hips, moving her faster over me, the sound of her wet cunt filling the car.
Every time she reaches the base of my cock, I thrust up, stimulating her clit, getting her close to orgasm.
“I need you to come for me,” I whisper just before I take her mouth in a searing kiss, my tongue stroking hers, claiming her, stealing her every breath.
I’ve never been one for making out, always finding it too personal, but with Bella, I can’t get enough. I could spend every minute of the day with my mouth on hers. Her hips speed up and she whimpers into my mouth.
“That’s it, baby, come all over my cock,” I groan, feeling her body shudder its release at my words.
While she’s still riding her high, I lift her hips slightly and thrust my cock into her, balls-deep in one thrust, swallowing her cry of pain.
Ah, shit.
I’ve never felt anything as good as Bella’s tight cunt wrapped around me. Her walls squeeze me as they try to adjust to my size, her body telling her I’m too big — and I am, far too big for her tiny little body, but fuck if that doesn’t turn me on even more.
“Reed,” she whines against my lips. “It’s too much, you’re too big.”
“You can take it,” I say as I lift her hips and slam her back down on me.
The control I had the first time I took her is gone, vanished, nowhere to be seen. In its place is a need to mark her, own her, and let the whole fucking world know she’s mine.
I hold her hips still as I repeatedly piston my cock into her tight heat, fucking her like a feral beast. I’m being too rough with her, in my mind I know this; it’s only her second time and I’m by no means small but my body isn’t paying any attention to my brain — it only cares about coming and filling her up.
“Fuck, baby,” I choke. “Rub your clit for me, do what you need to do to come. I need to feel you strangling my cock.” Her forehead presses to mine as her fingers find that slippery little nub and rub.
“Good girl,” I groan.
My orgasm is so close. Her walls flutter at my praise and I can’t help but groan again at the thought of her being my good girl. “Be a good girl, baby, and come for me.”
I pull her hips down hard, thrusting so deep inside her and grinding her down on me, rubbing her clit on the base of my cock.
She cries out, my name coming off her lips and echoing around the inside of the car. Her walls squeeze me so tight, there is no way I can move; she’s clamped around my cock, her orgasm pulsing through her and milking my own.
“Fuuuck,” I moan into her neck, biting down on the skin there. My cock jerks, spilling rope after rope of cum into her eager cunt.
A final shudder racks through her body and I wrap my arms around her, pulling her to rest on me.
“Wow, Reed,” she murmurs. “I had no idea it could feel like that.”
“For most people it doesn’t,” I breathe. “What just happened? What we have? That’s special.”
“So it’s not normally like that for you?” her voice wobbles, betraying her nerves or maybe it’s jealousy. I like the thought of her being jealous, of her wanting me as much as I want her.
“Baby girl, I have never experienced what I do with you. It’s like you were made for me, only me, and I’m addicted to you.
” I place a gentle kiss to her lips and lift her hips, my cock slipping out of her and my cum trying to do the same.
I quickly pull her thong back into place and pat her cunt. My cunt.
“Keep that in there, where it belongs. I’m going to spend the night buried so deep inside you, pumping you full, you’ll feel me for days afterwards.”
“I don’t think my parents would be too thrilled about that.”
I snort, my eyes widening at her words. “Baby, I’m not inviting them to watch.”
“And you’ll explain being in my room, how exactly?”
Her room? What the fuck is she talking about?
She’s moved back over to her side of the car and is pulling on those sexy leggings.
“I won’t be in your room. You’ll be in mine, in my bed, in my house.”
“Reed, I live at home, with two very overprotective parents. How am I supposed to explain staying at yours?”
“You don’t tell them it’s my house, not yet. Tell them you’re with a friend for the weekend.”
“The whole weekend? Reed, that’s impossible,” her voice is rising with her agitation.
“No. What’s impossible is you thinking I’m going to spend a night away from you.” I’m getting pissed now. Is she honestly trying to tell me we’ll only spend the night together when we’re in San Francisco?
“Reed…” Her voice wavers. “What is this? What are we doing?” Before I can answer her question, she continues talking. “From what I’ve heard and seen, you’ve never been a relationship guy. What are we doing? Is this not ‘just sex’ for you?”
What the fuck? Is that what she’s thought these past few days? Is that what she wants?
Fuck! No!
“Is that what I was? Just someone to break you in?” My words come out harsher than I meant them to, but the thought of that being all this is, hurts.
For the first time in my life I want more, so much more.
“NO! Reed, no! I told you I’ve been crushing on you for years. I’ve wanted this for so long. I just don’t understand what’s happening between us. I can’t get attached to you, Reed. Not if this is casual for you. I can’t start thinking this is more than it is and get my heart broken.”
Thank fuck.
This I can deal with. I can show her how serious we are, but her not wanting us? That would have destroyed me.
“Oh, baby girl. It might have taken me longer to get here than you, but I’m all in. I told you once I started this that I wouldn’t be able to stop. I’ll never get enough of you, Bella. Do you understand? You’re mine now, and I’m never letting you go.”