Page 103 of Broken Promises

“I should worship you and take my time.”

“Or you could fuck me and do that sweet shit later,” I answered, already reaching for his pants to push them off his hips.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m soaked. Trust me, I’m ready,” I promised as he kicked his pants off the rest of the way. My legs moved around his waist again, trying to encourage him closer.

“Condom,” he said firmly, reminding himself to slow down and use his brain.

“I’m on birth control now.”

“I don’t care. Condom.” The tone told me we were discussing this later, but I didn’t want to ruin the mood by arguing any longer, so I waited for him to grab his wallet and pull one out.

The second he rolled it on, I grabbed a fistful of his hair to force him down on me, biting his lower lip and rolling my hips as I felt him right at my entrance.

The sound we both made as he pushed inside was something out of a damn porno, and I couldn’t do much else other than hold on as he fucked me almost through the damn floor. My nails cut up his back, his teeth marked my throat, and I was definitely getting carpet burn all over my back.

It was frantic, and everything I knew sex with Reid was supposed to be.

This was what I’d wanted from the very beginning.

My climax was intense, and I swore he somehow fucked me even harder when he heard how wet I was.

“Fuck, Rae. Did you squirt?”

“Yeah, I seem to do that a lot,” I joked, not expecting him to pull out of me. “What are you?—”

He grabbed my thighs and buried his face in my pussy, moaning as he tasted me. I squirmed as he pushed two fingers inside me and pumped them hard and fast, the screams leaving me making my voice crack as he forced another orgasm from me and made me squirt everywhere.

How the fuck did we clean this from the carpet?

My limbs were weak, but I managed to push him onto his back to straddle him, surprise in his eyes as I sank over him and started bouncing. His surprise turned to annoyance, telling me he realized just how much practice I’d been getting recently.

Jealousy had him gripping my hips and fucking up into me like a man possessed, and I let him move me how he wanted as he stood with me still in his hold. He dropped my back down on the couch, my ass hanging over the edge as he started fucking me while rubbing my clit, giving me one final orgasm before finishing himself as he practically gasped for air.

My body was trembling, but I was more worried about him when he pulled back and winced.

“Shit, did you hurt yourself?”

“It’s fine.”

“Reid,” I scolded, forcing my legs to work as I stood. “What hurts?”

“My leg’s a little pissed at me right now. It’s just aches and pains,” he insisted, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

“Sit. I’ll get some ice,” I offered, making him snort.

“I’ll survive.”

“Sit the fuck down and stop being stubborn,” I bit out, his eyebrow quirking as he eased himself onto the couch and pulled the condom off to tie.

“You’re bossy after sex.”

“Only when I wasn’t the one in charge,” I joked as I took the condom from him, wandering into the kitchen without getting dressed, and returning with an ice pack once I’d tossed the condom out. “Can you ice it yourself, or do I need to kneel between your legs and lick your cock the whole time so you sit still?”

“Jesus, Raven,” he chuckled, managing to look a little awkward. “If you think I’ll be able to sit still with your mouth on me, you have another thing coming.”

I smirked, placing the ice pack on his thigh and making him jump from the chill of it. “Next time, let me do all the work. I might not be that good at it yet, but?—”

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