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He trailed soft, warm kisses up to my ear then down my throat, my heart racing.
“Reed?” I whispered.
“Hmm?” He nipped the skin at the base of my throat.
“What’s happening right now?”
He licked a trail up my throat then lifted his head, his mouth inches from mine. His piercing gaze was hungry and dark, his voice a husky rasp.
“Anna.”
“Huh?”
He cupped one side of my face, his hand gentle but his voice rough and harsh when he said, “I’ve waited for years for this. I’ve fantasized about taking you so many times and in so many ways, you should probably be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid.” My chest was rising and falling quickly, but it wasn’t fear that had my heartrate spiking.
“Tell me now if this is what you want,” he demanded, “because I’m not letting you go once we do this. Your brothers will have to beat me till I’m dead, Anna, and I’m not joking.”
There was a primal gleam in his eyes that should’ve put me off, made me push back. I realized then I was seeing the secret side of Reed he held in check and hidden from the rest of the world—an obsessive, possessive side focused entirely on me. All I wanted was to have all of him, take all of him.
“This is what I want,” I finally confessed, then I reached up and combed my fingers into the back of his hair.
A flicker of heat skated over his expression before he slanted his mouth over mine and groaned into my mouth. His tongue stroked deep, and I whimpered beneath his invasion. Because that’s exactly what it felt like when his hand at my hip roamed to mound my breast and squeeze, his leg slid between my thighs, and he kissed the breath out of me.
I gasped when he broke the kiss and then arched my neck as he made his way down my throat with teeth and tongue and mind-hazing kisses.
“So fucking sweet,” he murmured against the top curve of my breast before he slid the strap off my shoulder, trailing his tongue along the top edge of my bra.
Then he shot up onto his knees, staring down with feral fixation. I pushed the hem of his T-shirt up, showing him what I wanted. He didn’t hesitate but reached back and pulled it off in seconds.
He lowered both my dress straps and eased them down, bunching the dress at my waist. I lifted onto my elbows and managed to unhook my bra, then slid it off both shoulders and tossed it to the floor as I eased back down.
His eyes glittered in the darkness of the room, the storm blowing and pounding hard outside. He picked up the remote and turned the television off, removing all sound but the thunderstorm crashing down around us.
Reed lowered again, planting one hand by my shoulder on the sofa, one leg still between my thighs. He coasted light fingertips over one breast and then the other, flicking his thumb over each nipple then pinching lightly on the right peak.
“Unh,” was all I managed to say, one hand gripping the edge of the sofa, the other wrapped around his forearm.
He kept his torso above me as he explored, his free hand roaming along the side of my ribcage then over my stomach, skimming the bunched fabric of my dress to the hem at my thigh. That’s when his heated gaze returned to mine.
He watched me as he parted my thighs, trailing lightly up my inner thigh. He slid his two fingers up my slit and arched a brow. “No panties.” His gaze darkened with a wicked gleam, and his mouth ticked up on one side. “So wet, Anna.”
I clawed into his muscular forearm; my only other response was my hips lifting toward his questing fingers. He strummed my clit with his thumb, and then with his jaw clenched, eyes fierce, he slid two fingers inside me.
His arm collapsed, then he lowered himself onto his elbow as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to mine.
“Yes,” I whispered, gripping his shoulders and rocking up, riding his fingers.
“Goddamn, Anna,” he ground out. “I’m trying to regain control here so I don’t fuck you too hard.”
“You can fuck me hard, Reed. You can fuck me however you want.” When I fisted the back of his hair, his eyes went flinty.
He pulled his hand free and licked his fingers clean. I whimpered at the sight. Then he flipped up the skirt of my dress and stared down, making a primitive sound in his throat as he lifted me under my arms and shoved me up till my shoulders were propped on the sofa arm. Easing onto the floor, he shifted my body diagonally, his hands cupping my ass. He lifted my hips and opened his hot mouth on my pussy.
“Ah!” I cried out, digging my heels into his back.
“So fucking good,” he murmured against me before flicking with his tongue then sucking on my clit.
