Chapter 6
MAYA
Reed pulls away from our kiss, his breath hot and rapid as he holds my face gently in his hands and looks into my eyes. The ferocity I’ve seen in his eyes as he works to solve everything happening is replaced by a wildness that I want to embrace.
His hands frame my face, thumbs stroking my cheekbones. “What do you want?”
“I want you,” I say, looking up at this man who has made me think maybe I’ve found in him what no other man has shown me—unconditional support and respect.
I tilt my head and kiss him, my tongue pressing against his lips.
His body stills for half a heartbeat, then surrenders with a groan that vibrates through my entire body.
His mouth claims mine, demanding everything I have to give.
He threads his fingers through my hair and tilts my head back, deepening our kiss and making my knees weak.
His other hand is on my back, sliding lower as he pulls my body against his.
I gasp at the full-body contact, vibrating with a need to have him inside me.
“Reed.” I bite his lower lip, and he groans. “I need you.”
He takes my hand and leads me quickly to the main bedroom, kicking the door closed behind us. We stop when we reach the side of the bed, and for a moment, we just stare at each other, breathing hard.
“Maya,” he says, voice rough.
Then his mouth crashes into mine, and his hands are everywhere. He unzips the hoodie and reaches for me, his hands gliding over my ribs, my waist, the curve of my breasts through my bra. I arch into his touch, desperate for more.
“This.” He pushes the hoodie off me, his eyes filled with a fire that matches my desire. “Off. All of it. Now.”
The command floods my core with a white-hot heat. I reach for my bra clasp, fumbling to undo it. The cool air hits my skin for a second before his hands cover me, and I gasp at the contact.
“You are so gorgeous.” He backs me toward the bed. His mouth trails hot down my throat, and I shiver as his teeth scrape my sensitive skin.
I fumble with his belt, hands shaking. “I need—Reed, I can’t think when you—”
He makes a sound between a laugh and a groan. “Good. Don’t think. Just feel.”
He helps me with the buckle. He strips fast. When we’re both finally done, he pauses, gaze raking over me with an intensity that makes me feel more naked than just skin.
With Reed, I have no hesitation like I have with other men.
Reed looks at my heavy body like he’s never seen anything so perfect, and he makes me believe it.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” His rough voice scrapes over my skin, and I shiver with anticipation.
He lowers me to the bed, covering my body with his. The slide of skin on skin is overwhelming, every nerve ending firing at once. His hard, thick cock presses against my thigh, and I squirm with the need to feel him moving inside me.
“Patience.” He catches my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. “I’ve wanted you since we got here. I’m taking my time.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, trying to pull him where I need him. “I need you now,” I moan, pushing my hips against Reed’s body, my core yearning to feel his cock inside me.
“What you need,” his free hand slides down my body, between my thighs, “is this first.”
His fingers find me wet and ready. He groans against my throat. “Jesus, Maya. You’re soaked.”
“It’s what you do to me,” I gasp, my back arching off the bed as he slowly circles my clit and teases me. “Please—”
He slides two fingers inside me, and stars explode in front of my eyes at the delicious friction.
“More,” I demand, rocking against his hand, chasing the building pressure. “Harder. Reed, I need—”
He gives me what I need. His fingers curl to hit that perfect spot while his thumb works my clit in tight circles, faster now. Pleasure ricochets through me, my thighs shaking, breath coming in gasps. But it’s not enough. I need all of him.
“Inside me. Now.”
He positions himself at my entrance, the head of his cock pressing against me. “Look at me.”
I do. His eyes are dark with an intensity that takes my breath away. They burn with fiery intent. I want to surrender my sanity and run straight into that fire.
Reed pushes into me, and I cry out. It’s not just that he’s big, but that every stroke he makes hits my G-spot and makes my body light up like exploding fireworks.
I open my legs, needing him as deep as possible.
I want this to last, but my orgasm is already building, and I know I’m going to explode faster than I ever have before.
“I need more,” I moan. “Don’t hold back.”
“Dangerous words.” But he gives me what I want. He works his hips faster, his breath jagged as he lowers his head and claims my mouth in a hot, probing kiss.
I can’t think past the pleasure building with each stroke.
“You are mine,” he growls.
The possessiveness in his voice pushes me closer to the edge. Something in his expression cracks open.
He pulls out suddenly, flipping me onto my stomach before I can protest. His hand presses between my shoulder blades as he enters me again from behind, the angle letting him go deeper. Each stroke of his thick cock hits my G-spot, making me cry out.
“Oh, my god!” I moan into the pillow as Reed moves faster and harder, one hand gripping my hip as he slams into me.
“Is this what you want?” He leans over me, his voice thick and raw as he whispers in my ear.
“Yes.” I push back against him, meeting each thrust. “More—”
He shifts his grip, pulling me up onto my knees, my back against his chest. He braces me with one arm around my chest, the other sliding down to my slick and throbbing core. His fingers find my clit, and I cry out as he teases it roughly.
The new position has him hitting impossibly deep, and combined with his fingers circling my clit, I’m seconds from coming. My head falls back against his shoulder, and he sucks my earlobe.
“That’s it.” His fingers speed up, matching the brutal rhythm of his hips. “Come on my cock, Maya. Let me feel you.”
Reed holds me tightly against his body as he thrusts into me, and I lose control.
My orgasm explodes, making me shake as it expands through me.
I come so hard that my vision whites out, every muscle clenching his cock as pleasure floods my system.
I hear myself crying his name, feel him groan against my neck as I pulse around him.
He thrusts twice more, then pulls out, flipping me onto my back again. “I need to see your eyes.”
He enters me again before I’ve fully come down from the first orgasm, hooking my knees over his shoulders and looking down at me with an intensity and awe that makes my heart race even faster. He keeps driving into me as my orgasm pulsates through me.
“Reed, I can’t—too much—”
“You can.” He pins my wrists above my head again, face inches from mine. “Give me another one.”
“I can’t—” But even as I protest, I feel it building again.
He presses me into the mattress, and for the first time in my life, I understand what it is to be fully vulnerable and open to a man. He’s not taking from me, he’s giving—and I want to give everything to him.
The second orgasm hits even harder than the first, my body bucking under him.
“Maya—fuck—” He slams into me one final time, going rigid as he comes, my name a hoarse moan on his lips.
Reed moves and lowers my legs, then collapses next to me, grinning and breathing hard. He pulls me tight against his body, nearly crushing me, but I don’t want him to move. I need to hold on to him, to this moment, this bliss for as long as I can.
“Maya.” His voice is rough.
I press a kiss to his chest, right over his heart.
My mother would be horrified, I think as I snuggle against his skin. A security contractor she’s never met. Someone who isn’t a doctor or lawyer. Someone she didn’t choose or approve. But I’ve never, ever been happier than I am right now with Reed.
His arms tighten around me. “Maya—”
“Hey...” My voice is a whisper as I lift my head to look at him.
His eyes are soft in the fading light, his face open and vulnerable in a way that pierces my heart.
I think I’m falling in love with this man.