Page 53 of The Pretenders of Copper County
I don’t want other men.
I shook my head to rid myself of the thought, but Reed must have misinterpreted it. Because he stopped approaching me and frowned.
“No, yes!” I barked. “Yes! I want this. That was… that was a, um, head shake about something else.”
He grinned. “What were you head shaking about?”
I scraped my lip with my teeth and decided to be honest. “I know I’m not a great catch. But I appreciate you?—”
Reed’s face turned stormy. “Stop talking. Stop talking right now.” He stalked closer and pulled back the coversuntil I was completely exposed. My manhood was noticeably unmanly, and my legs looked like spaghetti noodles.
“You are fucking gorgeous, and I’m going to prove it to you.”
He ripped off the towel from around his waist and dropped it on the floor before stroking his obviouslyvery manly… manhood. “Oh,” I squeaked.
Instead of climbing onto the bed so I could give him a blowjob… or attempt one, rather… he knelt at the bottom of the bed and leaned over to press a soft kiss to the inside of one of my ankles.
“Oh,” I breathed.
He took his time about it, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses into my skin as he made his way up the inside of my leg to my most private places.
And then he pressed open-mouthed kissesthere. Over and over again until I was thrusting into his mouth in mindless desperation, clutching his hair with greedy fingers and babbling incoherent commentary.
My body convulsed as my release hit, and my brain went completely offline the way John Ruffian’s communication devices all died in episode… episode…
“Baby?”
I snapped my eyes open and saw Reed’s smug face above mine. “You okay?” he asked with a teasing grin.
“Please tell me I didn’t call you John Ruffian just now,” I blurted. It had always been one of my biggest fears, and considering I’d just thought of the man…
Thankfully, Reed let out a laugh. “No. But you did call me the greatest lover of all time, which I think I’m going to have printed on a T-shirt and noted on my Grindr profile.”
I sighed happily. “Do with it what you will. Ten out of ten. Excellent service. Will come again.” As soonas my unintended pun hit my ears, my face ignited. “I d-didn’t mean?—”
Reed’s laughter filled the room and immediately put me at ease. His eyes danced as he gazed at me. “You’re beautiful when you come,” he said, reaching out a hand to caress the side of my face.
My chest hitched. “Can I… it’s only… I’d really like to see what you look like, too. When you c-… release, I mean.”
He leaned in and kissed me slowly. The salty edge to his kisses seemed debauched and forbidden. Knowing it was my taste in his mouth made me feel worldly and experienced and… happy. Just really, really happy. Happier than I could remember in forever.
“You can do whatever you want with me,” he said, shifting to lie on his back next to me. “I’m at your mercy.”
He was big and muscular. His chest and belly were covered in dark hair. I tentatively reached out my fingers to feel the crinkly texture. As soon as I touched him, he sucked in a breath. His nipples tightened, and his stomach clenched.
I watched his cock as I leaned in and pressed a kiss to one of his nipples.
It jumped off his belly.
I tugged his nipple between my teeth and flicked it with my tongue.
His cock jumped again.
I was fascinated by his reactions. I kissed and touched and tasted him, all the while alternating between watching his cock and watching his face. Reed’s eyes darkened, and his cheeks flushed, but he didn’t say a word.
His chest raised and lowered with rapid breaths, and his cock seemed painfully hard.
He still didn’t say a word.
