Page 24 of Point of Infinity
I reached between us, but he took my hand and laid it on his chest. I shivered, and he held me tighter.
“Shhh. You’re okay.”
Why is he shushing me?
I blinked again, and my eyes blurred. Tears fell down my face and pooled under my cheek on his chest. Oh, my God. How embarrassing. Crying after sex. What a fucking cliché.
His arms wrapped around me made me feel safe and protected. I’d been doing it all on my own for so long, I could take a minute to let someone else be in charge for a while. I had no reason to, but I trusted Reid. With my past and my secrets. The future, well, none of us were promised anything beyond the here and now. I had no idea what my future held beyond destroying those who hurt me.
Reid was one of them. Not him specifically, but the men he considered brothers and family.
“You want to talk?”
“Nope.” At least my eyes stopped leaking. “I can finish you off if you want.”
“We’ll get to that.” He scoffed. “I’m more interested in where you went just now.”
“Well, apparently, your dick is so powerful, it sends women to other dimensions.” I laughed.
“Don’t do that.” He shifted to his side and faced me. He lifted my chin. I had no energy to face him eye to eye and hold on to my sanity.
I shifted in his arms, scooting back until our bodies aligned. Guiding his arm over me, I pressed his hand against my chestand held it there. He slid in closer, tucking me against him as if I belonged there.
“You can’t hide forever, princess.” He kissed the side of my head and lay down.
I can try.Was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.
I wokeup from a weird dream.
I dreamed of the night my mom died often, but for the first time in my dream, the strangers who saved me had a face. Shadows danced across the ceiling. Reid’s cock remained semi-hard, rubbing up against my ass. I wiggled closer, and his cock sprang to life and nestled between my thighs.
“Someone’s awake.” He gripped my hip to keep me from moving, but his cock had a mind of its own.
“Give it to me,” I whispered, grabbed his hand, and sucked his middle finger into my mouth. “Please.”
I had an enormous sense of gratitude I wanted to pour into him, and I wasn’t sure why. I was also horny as hell and wanted him inside me. That’s the thing about sex; when you don’t have it, you don’t miss it but get one taste and you want more.
He slid into me only halfway and then stopped. With his hand on my hip, I couldn’t move.
“I’m going to need you to be as still as you can be.” He pulled out and slid back in halfway. “Can you do that for me, princess?” He slid all the way in.
I gasped and held on to him, digging my fingers into his forearm. “Oh, my God.”
“That’s it, Kenzie.” He slid out slowly. “Stay still and let me give you what you need.”
A whimper escaped my lips. I had to concentrate to keep from moving, but he felt so good pushing in and out of me, and I didn’t want him to stop. He picked up speed. His cock filled me, and I shut my eyes and felt him moving in me, over me, and around me.
He pressed me onto my stomach and covered me with his hard body. He held himself up on his elbows to keep from crushing me. I wanted him to crush me.
I ran my nails down his left forearm. My fingers graced the hint of a scar. It was covered with a tattoo I couldn’t make out in the dim light. I tilted my head and kissed it. Felt the indentation with the tip of my tongue. I wondered what other wounds he had on his body. I couldn’t wait to find each and every one of them with my tongue. I kissed it again. Reid froze mid-thrust. His body tensed. I turned to ask him if he was okay, but he pressed the back of my head into the bed, suddenly sat up on his knees, and pounded into me. He dragged another orgasm from my body before finding his own release with out-of-control thrusts and a loud grunt.
The move was degrading and made me feel used.
I loved it.
He collapsed beside me and closed his eyes.
I kissed his chest. He flinched.
