Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
I feel a tug as my shirt is being pulled up. Then Reed grabs it. In one hard pull it is gone. I guess I wasn't moving fast enough. I now lie in the bed under him completely naked. This time there is nothing to hide me. I want him to see all of me.
“Fuck.” His eyes trail down my body as he gets to his knees between my legs. I bite my lip, unsure of what he thinks. A little bit of shyness tries to creep its way in. I’ve never been naked in front of anyone. “Don’t,” he snaps at me. My hands freeze. I hadn't noticed I’d been moving them to cover me. “Do you want me to stop or can I have what I want?”
“Take it.” He closes his eyes like he’s in pain. His hand slips into his sweatpants as his eyes slowly open again. It moves slow at first and then quicker. His other hand pushes my thighs farther apart. His eyes remain trained on my legs. My hips start to rise up and down as my nipples grow painfully hard. He moves his hand faster inside his pants.
His other hand travels down my thigh to my sex. So close to where I need it. My hips keep moving.
“Please, Reed. Please,” I beg.
“Anything for my girl.” His thumb pushes down onto my clit firmly in fast motions. It’s all it takes and I’m coming while crying out his name. Warm liquid hits my stomach and tits as Reed keeps jerking himself. He lets out one more groan as more of his warm seed drips down onto my stomach, rolling off onto the bed.
“Reed.” I breathe his name. His eyes come up to meet mine.
“Not done” is all he says before his mouth is where his hand was. I lose count of how many times he makes me come for him. But I know it was until I passed out.
13
Reed
Tinsley clings to me in her sleep, her small body wrapped around mine. I can still taste her on my tongue. How could she have been sweeter than I thought? What if I’ve gone too far? I’ll never be able to let her go now. I hate to think what I’ll do if she tries to leave me.
To her this is about her testing the waters. It will never be that for me. I don’t need to test anything. I already know that she’s meant to be mine. That she is the only one that I’ll ever want. I’m going to have to make her fall in love with me so she’ll never want to leave.
We’ll still have the obstacle of her parents. I’m not sure how they’ll take to all of this. I know there will be whispers all over town and in our circles. People love to gossip. I don’t give a shit what they say about me. I’m not so sure Tinsley will be the same. It is why she left home. She couldn't take all the staring and hushed whispers about what had happened to her. It was a constant reminder to her that her life had forever changed.
I try not to think about it because I get enraged. Some fuckers said she was asking for it. Others said she’d been dating Kurt. I know that all of that is bullshit. I’d kept a close eye on Tinsley even when she was thousands of miles from me. She still doesn't know that it was my security team that stopped the attack. I’ve always had eyes on her. It was the only way for me to keep my distance.
If I knew she was safe then I could fight the temptation from afar. I might be a dick for doing it, but I guaranteed that no other fuckers would get close to her. I’m still not sure what I would have done if she had tried to date someone.
Her trusting me means the world to me. I only worry that she wouldn’t feel the same if she knew that I had kept an eye on her over the years. Would it make her mad? Would she lose her trust in me? I don’t regret it and I wouldn’t change it. Ultimately it saved her from being hurt. Yet the thought of losing her trust would kill me.
“Reed.” She mumbles my name in her sleep as she throws a leg over me. I hear her suck in a breath, alerting me that she is awake. How is she going to feel after what we did last night? I lost control. It was supposed to be all about her, but I cracked. The need to mark her rode me hard, and I did it. She sits up a little, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. “Hi.”