Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
Reese woke up a few hours later, disoriented by the twilight and the weight on his chest.
He looked down at the tousled head tucked into his shoulder in the early morning light, and his heart skipped a beat with happiness.
I haven’t felt like this in a long time.
She shifted with a soft sigh, her hand twitching on his chest.
He pursed his lips to keep his chuckle from waking her, wanting to simply enjoy the warmth of her body next to his.
Can’t believe it finally happened.
He wanted to say he was surprised, but he wasn’t. Their chemistry was there from the start, and it was only a matter of time before they couldn’t fight it anymore.
Reese was glad it was before the big game, though. The tension was killing him, and he really needed to focus on the game.
Sutton ended up being the distraction you didn’t want.
But Reese was totally okay with it.
“Oh, hello,” Sutton whispered, interrupting his thoughts. She looked up at him with sleepy eyes, the blue grayer in the morning darkness.
“Good morning,” he said, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
“Is it morning already?” she asked, shifting a little to look out the giant windows of his bedroom. She pointed to the glass. “Do those have curtains?”
He chuckled. “They do, but I rarely close them.”
“Why not?”
He motioned to the skyline of downtown Knoxville—the city bathed in pink light. The penthouse was high enough off the ground that he didn’t have anyone peeking into his bedroom, or at least not as far as he knew.
“Because look at that view.” He slipped from the bed and padded over to the window. “Why would you want to cover that up?”
He turned to look at her and was surprised by the heat in her eyes. “What?”
“I have to say, you look damn good in sweatpants,” she said, slipping from the bed to join him by the window. She wore his favorite vintage Knoxville Kings shirt and a pair of his boxers; the scrap of lace she arrived in was lost somewhere in the aftermath of last night.
“You’re not shocked?” he asked, a grin kicking up one side of his lips.
“I’m not sure why, though. Maybe because I’ve imagined you this way a few times since that day.”
Reese felt his cock stir at those words. “You’ve imagined me in sweatpants?”
“Maybe,” she replied, pink tinging her cheeks. “I couldn’t help it after Izzy said it. And after what happened that day… it was impossible not to.”
She placed a hand on his chest, the digits warm against his body.
“You are a beautiful man,” she whispered, tracing his chest with her fingers. She ran a nail over his nipple, and he twitched. She glanced up at him, but he remained still, waiting for her to explore.
“Thank you,” he replied, a grin kicking up the side of his lips.
She giggled nervously, her hands lingering on the waistband of his sweatpants.
He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, as they had collapsed into bed as soon as they were done with their shower.
His dick pressed against the thick fabric as it hardened further, and a shiver slid down his spine when she slipped her hand beneath the pants.
At the first touch of her fingers, a curse escaped, the firm pressure on his cock as she wrapped her hand around him, heat pooling in his groin.
She started slowly—caressing his shaft with leisurely strokes, rubbing her thumb of the head when she got to the top.
He jumped when she cupped his balls through the sweatpants, the rough fabric on his skin more erotic with her hands on both sides of it.
After another minute of this delightful torture, Sutton sank to her knees, taking the pants with her as she did—releasing him to her gaze.
His cock twitched under her perusal, and he released a deep breath when she enveloped him with her mouth, taking him deep. He placed his hands on her head, gently entwining his fingers in her hair as she moved on him.
She sucked him deep, then pulled away, and goosebumps rushed over his arms as the cool air hit his wet shaft. Taking him back into her mouth, she pumped the bottom of his cock as her lips moved on him.
A small gagging sound came from her when she took him as deep as she could, and he almost came in her throat. Reese had never had anyone attempt to take his full length before, even though he was an average size.
Increasing her speed, Reese threw his head back, his fingers in her hair tightening as she drove his desire higher with each stroke of her mouth. She pulled back and ran her tongue over his head, dipping down to tease the veins on the bottom of his cock.
Fuck. This is fantastic.
He had never met someone like Sutton before, and he was constantly surprised by her. She was selfless, sweet, and kind and…
She hit a sensitive area, and he jumped, ripped from his musings. She released a muffled chuckle as she took his long length back into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his shaft as she drew back to the tip, then engulfed him again.
He moaned softly when she fondled his balls, the tips of her fingers teasing his taint while she cupped him.
When he felt the familiar tightening in his balls, he gently tugged her off him, her blue eyes glazed over with desire as she stared up at him.
“My turn,” he said.
He released her hair and took her arms to help her stand.
Kicking the pants off, he stripped her of her clothes, dragging her lips to his for a kiss as he walked them to the bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked, breaking the kiss as he sat. Her lips were swollen, and she looked so beautifully disheveled that it gave him pause.
“You are amazing,” he said, dropping a kiss on her nose. “I am so glad we met that night at the house party.”
Tears welled up in her eyes, and a watery smile appeared on her face. “Me too.”
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her softly, releasing her face to lift her off the floor to sit on the bed, her knees coming to rest on either side of his hips.
When he leaned back on the bed, the soft duvet meeting his back, she gave him a curious look.
“Come sit,” he said, her eyes widening as she gathered his meaning.
She hesitated, and he leaned up to grab her thighs in his hands, gently tugging her up his body until her pussy hovered above his face.
Her pink lips were plump with arousal, and he could see her clit peeking out between her wet folds, begging for his mouth.
He leaned up and ran his tongue over her sex, and she cried out, throwing her head back. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he used his thumbs to part her further, giving him a better look at the delicious pink pussy.
She whimpered when he teased her nub with his finger, circling it ever so slowly, and he looked up to watch a flush spread over her face, her hands cupping her breasts—teasing her nipples to hard peaks.
“Oh God, Reese,” she muttered, groaning as he drove his tongue into her slick passage. Pulling out, he circled her clit with his tongue, then dipped back inside her, repeating the motion multiple times before she quivered above him.
He pulled away and admired his work, his cock hardening as he drank in the sight of her.
She looked down at him, her blue eyes ablaze with desire. Struggling to speak, she asked, “What are you looking at?”
He grinned. “Your beautiful, pink pussy.” He accented each word with a lick of his tongue, her body twitching with each swipe.
“You are a devil,” she said, a small smile tipping up the corners of her lips.
He chuckled, then drove his tongue back into her body.
She grabbed his hair with one hand and leaned back on his chest with the other, riding his face as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Yes, right there,” she cried.
He grabbed her thighs with his hands and held on as she ground her hips into his face, the sheer act of giving her pleasure sending his surging.
I’m going to come, and I’m not even inside her. Goddamn.
Sutton’s grip on his hair tightened as she came apart on his mouth, her body shaking violently on top of him as her orgasm hit her.
She planted her hands on the bedspread above his head, her breath coming in heavy bursts as she came down from the peak.
He kissed her navel and slipped out from under her and off the bed, walking to his nightstand to grab a condom.
Sliding it down his pulsing cock, he stroked it a couple of times to ensure the condom was on tight, then walked back over to Sutton, still on all fours on the bed.
Kneeling in front of it, he asked, “Are you all right?”
She looked up at him. “I’ll be okay in a moment.”
He chuckled. “Sorry if I overdid it.”
She shook her head. “You didn’t, I promise.”
He dropped a kiss on the top of her head, then laid his head on the bed.
He drew a little heart on her hand, and she smiled down at him, dropping down to her elbows and onto her stomach.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” he replied, tucking an errant curl behind her ear.
She scooted closer to him and leaned down to kiss him. “I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded, watching as he stood.
He held out his hand, and she took it, Reese helping her from the bed.
Drawing her toward the windows, a concerned look came to her face.
“Are you sure it’s safe?” she asked, looking out at the city. The red rays covered her face in an ethereal glow as she looked back at him.
“It is. But we can move back to the bed if you want.” He ran his thumb reassuringly over her hand.
“No one can see us this high up, right?” she whispered conspiratorially, making him laugh.
“Only the clouds and the birds,” he replied with a wink.
She looked out at the city, then back at him.
“Okay.”
He cupped her cheek in his hand. “You’re sure?”
She slid her arms around his neck. “Yes.”
He leaned down and kissed her, running his hands over her body as he backed her up to the windows. Breaking the kiss, he turned her around to face the view.
She placed her hands on the glass in front of her as he slid his hands over her legs, one hand coming to the apex of her thighs to draw them apart as he moved in to tease her clit.
She shuddered against him and threw her head back, tossing her hair over his shoulder as he touched her.
He moved his other hand to her breast and gently rolled it between his fingers as he dipped his middle finger into her pussy, her moan echoing through the bedroom.
Thrusting the long digit in and out of her body, he teased her to readiness.
Once he felt she was ready, he bent down and angled his cock against her entrance, rubbing it up and down her slit before he thrust inside her.
“Oh yes,” she whispered, her head falling forward to rest on the glass.
He took his time, leisurely thrusting in and out of her, letting her adjust to the new angle. His fingers teased her clit and nipples as he took her from behind, and he could see her breath hot against the glass in front of them.
She made a sound and leaned over, moving her body back against him.
He grabbed her hips and held her still for a moment, trying to regain control of himself.
“Let go,” she said, looking at him over her shoulder, her blue eyes dark with desire.
He groaned and thrust deep into her; a cry ripped from her throat.
Filling his hands with her breasts, he pulled almost all the way out, then buried his cock back inside her. Picking up the pace, he fucked her, the sound of their bodies coming together filling his ears.
“Yes!” she cried, moving one hand from the glass to her body, rubbing her clit furiously as he pressed into her. Her body shook, and he felt her come, her pussy squeezing his cock as she crashed into her orgasm.
His balls tightened, and he thrust once, twice, three times into her and emptied himself into the condom with a groan. He laid his head on her shoulder, his heart racing as he rode out his orgasm, his body twitching as he came.
They stood against the window for a few minutes, their heavy breathing the only sound in the room.
When Reese felt steady enough on his legs, he pulled out of her, his cock already softening from their exertions. He tugged her back against him and dropped a kiss on her shoulder, her only response a soft sigh.
“That was unbelievable,” she whispered. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
She laughed and turned around to face him. “Another shower?”
He nodded and took her hand, walking them into the bathroom.