Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Reid’s voice, calling her name, dragged Rusty out of a deep sleep, followed by a slap on her ass.
“Time to get up. We both have work.” His voice was still rough with sleep and extremely sexy.
Laying on her stomach, she cracked her lids and looked up at the naked, highly aroused man standing beside the bed.
He was grinning down at her, and as usual that grin sent a zing of pleasure through her system.
She glanced at the alarm clock and groaned.
“Go away. I don’t care how hot you are. It’s only six-thirty in the goddamned morning. ”
The blankets were flung off and hands slid around her waist, lifting her to her feet. “Nope. I have to leave for work in half an hour, and I’m not going anywhere till I’ve fucked you at least once. We need to multitask.” He slapped her ass again. “Shower, now.”
A shiver moved over her, lust hitting hard and fast. “How much sex does one man need? We’ve been going at it for two days straight.
” He’d made her stay Friday night after their talk, then they’d spent all of Saturday and Sunday lazing about, making out and having sex in between eating and sleeping.
But now Monday was here, and they had to get back to the real world.
“You complaining?” he said, sliding a hand over her bare ass and squeezing.
“No. Just making an observation.”
“Good. Make your observation in the shower.”
They walked into the bathroom, and Reid turned on the shower.
When the temperature was right, he lifted her off her feet and climbed in.
His mouth was on hers a second later, hard and urgent.
“Woke up this morning, you pressed against me, my hard cock nestled against that hot ass, and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.
If it wasn’t for the snoring, I’d think you were an angel. ”
She reared back. “I do not snore.”
“It’s more the occasional snort and grunt really.” He nipped her lower lip and sucked. “It’s cute.”
She tried to wriggle away, and he growled low when his erection slid against her wet stomach. “Admit you’re full of shit or else.”
One of those big, rough hands moved over her hip and down between her thighs, toying with her slit. “Or else what…Jane?” He kissed along her jaw, nipping and sucking the skin there, turning her on so easily it was embarrassing.
“You did not just call me Jane.”
“What you gonna do about it?”
“I’m going to torture you,” she whispered.
“You’ve been torturing me for weeks, woman.”
Water cascaded over both of them, between them. He slicked his hair back and stared down at her. God, did the man look good wet. She trailed a finger over the tattoo covering his wide chest, then leaned in to nip one of his flat nipples, making him hiss. “I think I could do better.”
Beneath her hand, his chest started to pump faster, and the unrestrained hunger in his eyes made her inner muscles clench. “Yeah?”
She pushed his shoulders, making him take a step back until he hit the tile behind him.
She’d never given anyone a blow job before, but she figured it couldn’t be that hard.
And…she wanted to. The sight of him standing in front of her, all naked and inked.
Defined muscle and strength. Big hard, beautiful cock.
He made her mouth water, made her want to learn his taste, feel him on her tongue, discover the sounds he’d make when she took him into her mouth.
She stared up at him. “I want to try something I’ve never done before.
” She took his hot, hard flesh in her hand and slid her palm over the smooth, slippery skin, loving the way his breath hitched, the way his face grew pensive, jaw hardening, cheekbones becoming sharper, more defined.
He always reacted so strongly to her touch, and it boosted her confidence, made her feel beautiful in a way that was more than just physical.
“What do you have in mind?” he rasped.
“I want to suck you. Take you into my mouth. Do you want that?” she whispered.
He licked his lips, nostrils flaring. “Yeah, I want that.”
“You might have to tell me what you like. If I’m doing it right. Since this is my first time, you’ll have to be patient with me while I figure it out.”
A deep sound rumbled from his chest, a sound that made her think of an untamed beast.
He took her mouth, kissing her hard, urgent.
His hands slid around the sides of her neck, then down to her shoulders, and when he lifted his head, the piercing, intense way he looked at her had her pulse racing.
“I can guarantee I’m gonna like anything you do.
” He gave her shoulders a light squeeze.
“Now on your knees, Foxy, before I explode.”
God, she’d never been more turned on than she was in that moment, seeing the effect she had on him, how much he wanted her, it made her wetter than she’d been in her life.
She held his gaze as she lowered to her knees in front of him, watching the pupils in his eyes dilate, swallowing his light brown irises.
Wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft, she leaned in and dragged her tongue across the wide head.
Reid hissed, and one of his arms shot out, hanging on to the wall at his side.
He didn’t take his eyes off her as she wrapped her lips around the fat head and sucked gently.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That’s it. Now suck me harder.”
She did as he asked, and his hips bucked forward. She lifted her head. “You like that?” she asked.
“Yeah, I fucking like it.”
Still holding his shaft, she moved back in, dragging her tongue down his length, to his balls, giving them some attention, then back up. He cursed. “What about that? Do you like that?”
“Yes,” he panted. He was trying to maintain control, every muscle rock solid, and every time she lapped at him, his abs and thigh muscles twitched and bunched.
She teased for a while longer, until his chest was pumping hard, breath hissing out between his lips. “Do you want me to slide you into my mouth now? Would you like that?”
He nodded, teeth gritted. She smiled, then parted her lips over the head of his cock and slid down over it, taking it as deep as she could.
His groan was low and loud in the enclosed space and egged her on.
She used her hands around the base of his cock, squeezing and twisting, moving them in time with her mouth.
“Fuck, Rusty. Shit.” One of his hands came down on the back of her head, tangling in the wet strands, as if he was afraid she’d stop. But that was not going to happen. She loved every damn minute of it. “Massage my balls, baby.”
Cupping his now drawn up sack, she upped her efforts, hollowing her cheeks and sucking harder.
His fingers tightened almost painfully in her hair, but she didn’t care, she loved that she could please him this way, make him feel good, to the point he lost control.
And God, it made her feel good as well. She groaned when he thrust his hips forward, like he had no choice but to obey his body and what it wanted.
Salty fluid leaked from the tiny slit onto her tongue. She moaned and sucked harder.
Suddenly, his hands were under her arms and she was hauled to her feet. Reid stared down at her, eyes wild, so full of heat. A moan slipped past her lips. He had a condom open and rolled onto his painfully hard cock a second later, then she was up, and her back met cool tile.
His mouth came down on hers as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then his cock slammed up inside her, stretching her, filling her, making her cry out.
Reid buried his face against her throat.
“You did this to me.” He groaned against her wet skin.
“Made me lose my shit. Knowing that you’ve never sucked anyone but me.
That I’m your first. Jesus, you turn me inside out, baby. ”
“I know the feeling,” she panted. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
She didn’t care how exposed saying those words made her, she wanted him to hear them, to understand that he meant something. She’d known him for such a short time, but she knew she was falling for him. This, what they had, it was too good, amazing.
He slid out, almost all the way, then slammed back inside her. “That’s right,” he rasped. “You’re mine, Rusty. Only mine. Say it.”
He didn’t let up, expression fierce, hips pounding into hers, cock going so deep she didn’t know where he ended and she began. She felt her orgasm building hard and fast, and her legs started shaking, muscles tightening. “Oh, shit.”
“Say it,” he said again, then thrust harder, hitting her right where she needed him, that bundle of nerves deep inside.
“I’m yours!” She hung on, riding him through the most intense orgasm of her life, that beautiful cock planted deep inside her as she cried out and writhed against him, completely out of control.
Then with a shout and a long, low groan, Reid came, shaking and cursing against her.
After a few minutes, when she could catch her breath, she became aware of the way he was kissing her neck, her jaw, the way he'd wrapped himself around her, and she knew she wasn’t just falling for the man. She’d already hit the ground.
She mentally shook herself before she thought too hard about what that meant, before she freaked out, and grinned at him. “Well that’s one thing ticked off the list. I think it was a success, don’t you?”
He lifted his head and looked down at her, amusement dancing in his eyes. “List?”
“You’re my sexual guinea pig. I have a heap of firsts I need to tick off, and you’re it, buddy.”
She felt his cock twitch inside, start to harden all over again, and she knew he was totally on board with that idea. “Babe, I’ll be your guinea pig anytime, though after that I may not survive it.”
She squeezed his ass. “But what a way to go, right?”
His booming laughter filled the room, then he started moving again—and they both shut the hell up.