I’m going to do it. He’s seen me naked. Most of me, at least. I scoot over more, laying my head down on his chest. One hand comes down to rest on my shoulder. We sit in silence watching the movie. It’s hard to pay attention when he’s now playing with my hair. All of this feels natural and comfortable. I roll over so I can face him.
He picks up the remote and the TV goes quiet. “You okay?” he asks.
“Yeah.” I smile at him. “I’m always happy when it’s you and me.” He goes back to playing with my hair.
“About yesterday,” he finally says after a few seconds.
“You’re changing your mind.” I start to sit up, but he stops me.
“I didn't say that, dimples.” I smile at him calling me that. He hasn't said it since we were kids. I’m sure they are showing right now. “This could change things.”
“Why?” I want him but I don’t want things to change. I don’t want to risk losing each other, but I also want more.
“Sex does that.”
“Is that what happened with you and Shelly?” He stares at me, looking confused. I smack his hard chest. “Your ex. If we have sex and you forget my name I’ll chop your dick off.” He stares at me shocked. I kind of am too. I can’t believe I said that. He bursts into a deep, rich laughter that has me smiling from ear to ear. “It’s not that funny,” I mumble.
“Don’t get mad at me,” he starts. My stomach drops. That never leads to anything good. “Shelly isn't real. I think I said it because someone was pushing about my dating life or something. I don’t even remember saying it.” That someone had been me. I was always trying to poke him for information about his dating life.
“So no Shelly?”
“No Shelly.” He shakes his head.
“I don’t think you should see anyone if we’re going to do this.” I sit up, feeling a little more bold. I slide my legs over his, straddling him. My knees burn for a second but it fades quickly. So worth it.
His hand comes to my hips, holding me in place. I can feel his sweatpants press against my sex. It reminds me that I don’t have panties on.
“Are you thinking about seeing someone?”
I shrug. He grips on to my thighs. I feel myself grow wet. I worry it might get on him but I can’t control it. “I’m not thinking of seeing anyone right now but one day I’ll want a husband and kids. Don’t you?”
“Well, I don’t want a husband but I’d like a wife and kids at some point. With the right person, I suppose.”
I smack his chest. “You know what I mean.”
He smiles. That gorgeous, panty-melting smile that does funny things to me. His words of finding the right person resonate with me for a minute. Making me wonder what exactly he’s looking for in someone.
“You think I should wait. Save this for the man I marry?” He releases his hand on my left hip, bringing it to my mouth. His thumb traces my bottom lip.
“I told myself I’d always do what was best for you.”
“What if this is what I want?” I shift, unable to help myself. It’s getting hard to think with my bare sex pressed right up against him. I can feel his erection through his sweats. The urge to rub myself up and down him to stop the ache between my thighs is almost unbearable.
“I also told you I’d give you anything you wanted.”
“You did,” I agree. My words come out breathy as I shift myself again. I bite my bottom lip to keep from letting out a moan, but it doesn't work.
“Babe.” Both his hands grip my hips. I’m scared he’s going to say we should stop. I think I’ll come undone. The slow throb inside of me is getting more intense and I don’t think there is a chance that I can turn back now.
“Kiss me,” I say before he can say anything else. He moves, sitting up, his mouth taking mine as one of his hands tangles into my hair. He pulls my head back to deepen the kiss, his mouth dominating mine. This kiss is so different from the last one. This one is filled with promises. Ones that say he’ll take care of what I need. That he’ll stay true to his word and give me anything I want.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asks. I nod my head before taking his mouth, this time kissing him the same way he kissed me. A deep groan comes from him. He rolls us, pinning me to the bed. I lift my hips, wrapping my legs around him, needing him back against me. “Let go,” he orders. I shake my head no. I move from his mouth to kissing him down his neck.
“Tinsley. I gave you an order.” I suck in a breath, pulling my mouth from his neck as I slowly let my legs fall away. Something in his tone has changed. It is not one I’ve ever heard from him. “That’s my good girl.” His hand tilts my head so he can kiss my neck now. I jerk when he gives me a small bite. “I gave you your kiss. Now you’re going to give me what I want.” I nod my head. I have no idea what he wants, but I do know that whatever it is, he can have it.
I feel a tug as my shirt is being pulled up. Then Reed grabs it. In one hard pull it is gone. I guess I wasn't moving fast enough. I now lie in the bed under him completely naked. This time there is nothing to hide me. I want him to see all of me.
“Fuck.” His eyes trail down my body as he gets to his knees between my legs. I bite my lip, unsure of what he thinks. A little bit of shyness tries to creep its way in. I’ve never been naked in front of anyone. “Don’t,” he snaps at me. My hands freeze. I hadn't noticed I’d been moving them to cover me. “Do you want me to stop or can I have what I want?”
“Take it.” He closes his eyes like he’s in pain. His hand slips into his sweatpants as his eyes slowly open again. It moves slow at first and then quicker. His other hand pushes my thighs farther apart. His eyes remain trained on my legs. My hips start to rise up and down as my nipples grow painfully hard. He moves his hand faster inside his pants.
His other hand travels down my thigh to my sex. So close to where I need it. My hips keep moving.
“Please, Reed. Please,” I beg.
“Anything for my girl.” His thumb pushes down onto my clit firmly in fast motions. It’s all it takes and I’m coming while crying out his name. Warm liquid hits my stomach and tits as Reed keeps jerking himself. He lets out one more groan as more of his warm seed drips down onto my stomach, rolling off onto the bed.
“Reed.” I breathe his name. His eyes come up to meet mine.
“Not done” is all he says before his mouth is where his hand was. I lose count of how many times he makes me come for him. But I know it was until I passed out.
13
Reed
Tinsley clings to me in her sleep, her small body wrapped around mine. I can still taste her on my tongue. How could she have been sweeter than I thought? What if I’ve gone too far? I’ll never be able to let her go now. I hate to think what I’ll do if she tries to leave me.
To her this is about her testing the waters. It will never be that for me. I don’t need to test anything. I already know that she’s meant to be mine. That she is the only one that I’ll ever want. I’m going to have to make her fall in love with me so she’ll never want to leave.