Page 33 of The Lies We Told Ourselves

Reece leaned forward, and I groaned. She kissed me, twining her tongue with mine as she threaded her fingers through my hair. “Just feel, Booker,” she whispered as she slowly lifted her hips, her lips trailing across my jaw as she did.

Reece slowly slid up and down my length, her lips kissing across my face as she set a maddening pace.

My grip on her hips tightened as I fought to keep myself under control. She needed this. She needed to be the one with all the power in this situation. I could see it in her eyes. There might also be a small amount of payback coming my way for edging her before.

“I like seeing you like this,” she told me, her fingers tightening hard enough in my hair to tip my head back slightly. “I like seeing you fighting the need to snap.”

“I’m all yours, baby. However you want me, whatever you need, I’ll always give it to you.”

Reece lowered her lips to my ear then. “Fuck me, Booker,” she whispered.

And the last of my restraint was gone.

I cupped her ass in my hands as I flipped her again, holding myself over her so I wouldn’t put my weight on her ribs. She hooked her thighs over my hips and grinned.

Rising onto my knees, I lifted her hips as I did and sank a fraction deeper inside her, which had us both groaning at the sensation.

The rhythm I set was fast and hard, and when Reece’s hands reached for her breasts, and she started to work her nipples, I nearly lost it.

I could feel the muscles in her pussy fluttering around my cock, and I picked up the pace to an impossible speed. I knew she was getting closer to a second orgasm, and I needed it more than I needed my own. I wanted to watch her expression as she fell apart beneath me, knowing that I was the one giving it to her.

My jaw clenched as I held my release back. I couldn’t lose it yet, not before she did.

“Yes, Booker! Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she panted.

How could I ever deny her?

I watched in fascination as Reece’s lips slightly parted, her breaths coming faster as her eyelids fluttered closed. I felt the muscles in her thighs quiver, and then it was like the entire world held its breath as every muscle in her pulled tight.

Reece’s beautiful pussy locked down on me as she came with a shout, and I was powerless but to follow her over the edge. I thrust home one, twice, and then lights exploded behind my eyes as it felt like a sliver of my soul broke free and joined with hers.

I sagged to the mattress, thoroughly spent, scooping Reece up in my arms to hold her while we both came back down to earth.

“That was incredible,” she whispered, patting me lightly on the chest with one hand like she was congratulating me.

I huffed out a laugh, and Reece shifted slightly, making herself comfortable.

The guilt hit me then. Had I been too rough with her? Had I hurt her more than she already was?

“Are you okay?” I asked in concern, loving the way she fit so perfectly against me and hoping like hell that I deserved it. “Did I hurt you?”

Reece leaned up on one elbow and suddenly flicked my earlobe.

“Ow, what was that for?” I asked, rubbing my ear.

“I’ve decided every time you ask me that, I’m going to flick you,” she told me seriously as she snuggled back in against my side.

“And why does my concern for you warrant this heinous assault?”

“Because I’m done being a victim, Booker. I don’t want you to look at me and see some broken woman. I know I went through a horrible experience, but compared to some people, it was nothing. I was manipulated by a man, and when I tried to say no, he assaulted me. So I left. That’s it. It’s behind me now, and I don’t want him to have the power to steal anything else away from me.”

A part of me knew she was right. And if Reece had been any other person, I probably would have agreed wholeheartedly.

But she wasn’t any other person.

I wanted her to bemy person.

I wanted to push her for details. I wanted to demand that she take me to his door so I could rip out his heart and see how he liked it.

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