Taking in his hard length, I become even wetter. He uses his fingers to roll the latex down his length, and saliva pools in my mouth with the urge to wrap my lips around him.
As soon as he has the condom on, he finishes sliding my panties down my legs and flings them over his shoulder.
Falling on top of me, his lips take mine and he slowly enters me as we enjoy a languid kiss. Once he’s fully seated inside of me, I raise my hips to meet him.
It’s not awkward like I assumed it would be. I thought we’d fumble to find the same groove. But I should have known things were different with Reed. That we’d connect in the bedroom the same way we do outside of it.
Somewhere between the moans and groans, the exploring hands, and found erogenous zones, Reed Warner showed me what it’s like to be a woman. To feel beautiful, wanted, sexy and treasured while in his arms as he moved in and out of me.
He takes his time, a slow dance until my body heats to levels that demand more. Knowing me well, his thrusts turn more eager, more demanding and soon our soft moans are replaced with grunts, groans, and dirty words. His gliding hands turned gripping and strong. Both our muscles tense and contract, desperate for a release.
My toes curl against the bed sheets, my insides contracting as I kiss his shoulders. Reed takes me to the edge and my teeth emerge like a vampire desperate for blood. Each cry from my lungs is louder than the one before until I clamp onto his shoulder and my body trembles with release.
His own pleasure-filled groans intensify before he stills inside me and comes with a sound I know I’ll never tire of hearing. Spent, he collapses on top of me after finding his own nirvana.
Our bodies are covered in a slick sheen of sweat, and I’m sure my hair must be a tangled mess. Reed grabs the top of the comforter, urging me to slide under, which I do. Once I’m tucked in, he kisses me briefly on the lips. “Now I feed you.”
He disappears from the room and I take the moment alone to flail my legs and arms on the cushy mattress. He’s just as great in bed as he is out of it. That hope for a happily ever after that was planted when we walked into the bedroom, now sprouts.
Reed returns to the bedroom empty-handed and goes to his drawers, pulling out a pair of track pants to cover his lower half. He grabs a t-shirt out of another drawer and walks over to the bed, passing it to me.
“Come.” He holds his hand out for me to take while I slip the shirt over my head.
Leading me down the hallway, I catch a glimpse of another bedroom and a bathroom as we pass by them. We reach the kitchen and he pats the counter. I climb up with his help and notice a plate waiting there for me. He grabs another plate and slides up to join me on the counter. We both waste no time digging in.
“You feeling okay?” he asks a second later, hopping down and moving to the fridge.
“Yeah.” I eat a few of the roasted potatoes. “I thought you said you couldn’t cook?”
“Turns out I can follow a recipe.” He shrugs, pulling out a bottle of wine and stepping to a cabinet to pull out two wine glasses.
His mannerisms are effortless as he opens the wine bottle and holds it just right, so the wine doesn’t splatter out of the glass. Handing me mine, he slides back up on the counter.
“It’s delicious.” I sip the wine and place the glass beside me.
“Not exactly how I expected tonight to go, but I have no complaints.” He leans over to kiss my cheek then gets to work eating his own meal.
“I’m sorry I ruined it.”
“I’m the one who spilled salad dressing on your blouse, which I’ll replace, by the way.” His eyes glance at my legs as I cross them.
“No, you won’t. If I didn’t do that detox cleanse I wouldn’t have passed out which means you wouldn’t have been feeding me in the first place.”
He leans forward and presses his lips to mine. “I’m having a great time.”
“Me, too.”
“I know you’re scared, Victoria. I know taking a chance and putting your trust in someone isn’t easy for you.”
My eyes want to fill with tears. How right he is.
“You’re the best chance I’ve taken in a long time.” I mean it. Reed has given me no reason to doubt his intentions or the type of man he is. My head falls to his shoulder. His strong shoulder that I know would try to carry the weight of my messy life. “You scare me,” I admit with a whisper.
“You scare me, too. Believe me.” He almost sounds defeated, but then he pulls away, setting his plate to the side and takes my head in his hands. His lips meet mine again—confident and sure. “For you, I’ll try,” he whispers. “I can’t sit here and promise this will end in a castle with fireworks bursting in the sky. We could both end up hurt, but I know you’re worth it. You’re worth the heartache that’s possible. All I’m asking is that you try with me.”
“Sounds so easy.”
“I’ll start. I’ve never had a long-term relationship. Never really found anyone I wanted to try it out with. I tend to work a lot. Some cases are so consuming I forget to have a life. For you, I want to try to change that.”
“My turn now, huh?” He nods. “My experience with Pete stole my belief in marriage. He buried the little girl who thought fairy tales came true. You’ve somehow managed to get her to poke her head above ground, but I don’t see it as an easy feat. For you, I want to try.”
He smiles at me using the same phrase as him.
“I guess I’m asking you for patience. There’s a big case coming to a head this week and it’s a make or break for my career. I’ve never been with a woman during a time where my focus needs to be solely on work. For you, I want to try.” He picks up his wine glass.
I pull my legs up to my chest and pull his shirt over my legs. “I promised myself after Pete that I would never put someone above myself again. My schooling and Jade come first. A man wasn’t part of that plan, but for you, I want to try.”
His finger tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “I’ve never wanted to win something more than I do your heart.”
“I’ve never wanted a man to hold on to it as much as I want you to.”
“So, it’s done. The terms are laid out. We’re both agreeing to try?”
“Do you ever stop being a lawyer?” I chuckle.
He leans in to place a chaste kiss on my lips. “No.” He slides down from the counter, opens the fridge and grabs a container. “Dessert and a movie?” he asks.
“Definitely.”
His arm circles my waist and he assists me in finding my footing on the floor. Then his strong hand is in mine as we round the counter and sit on his couch. He places a blanket over us and his big screen comes to life with the click of a remote.
“Reserve your energy because I’m not even close to being done with you yet.” He kisses my forehead, hands me a fork and we Netflix and Chill for the rest of the night.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Somehow, Reed swindled me into a four-way date on Saturday. As he dropped me off at home at six in the morning, he used his charm to convince me to go to the zoo with him and Henry, and to bring Jade along of course.