“Okay.” His hand cups my sex. There is no way he can't feel that his words are turning me on. He closes his eyes and groans.
“Still not scared?”
“No.” I breathe, wiggling in my seat.
“I have you followed. I always know where you are.” I whimper. “I have to know. It’s a sick obsession of mine.” He leans over close to me as his finger starts to part my folds. It clicks together then. The man in the department store comes to mind. He was a bodyguard. “It hasn't been since you came here either.” My mouth parts as another piece slides into place. The woman who saved me from Conner Smithfield.
She’d come out of nowhere. Conner had me cornered in the girls’ locker room. He’d been on me for weeks about going to prom with him. He didn't like being turned down. His hand had wrapped around my throat as he tried to pull on my clothes. I had tried to scream but he had placed his other hand over my mouth. Before I knew what was happening, a woman came out of nowhere and handled him. It all happened so quickly that I never had the chance to thank her. I’ve thought for so long the woman was an angel or something. Sent to protect me. She had been. But she was sent by Reed.
“Why?” I whimper when his finger finds my clit. “Because you think you have to protect me?”
“No.” He leans in more. “Because you’re mine.” His mouth takes mine as my heart nearly comes out of my chest at the possessive growl in his words. I am his. I grab a hold of his shirt as he takes his kiss. He pushes two fingers inside of me. His palm rubs against my clit as he takes the orgasm from me the same way he did the kiss.
In fact, he can take everything from me. I’ll let him have it. It belongs to him. It has from the moment I met him. I cling to him as the pleasure explodes throughout my body, leaving me breathless. I fall back into my seat and he slowly pulls his fingers out from inside of me. I watch as he licks his fingers clean before dropping back into his own seat.
“You don’t get to leave me.” He reaches down, adjusting his cock in his pants before putting the car back into drive. “Ever. I won’t let you.” He looks over at me and I can tell from the look in his eyes he means what he’s saying. His words are like balm to my soul.
“Because you’ll come after me.” My body starts to heat all over again. It’s not a question. I can tell from the look in his eyes he will. My pants are still wet from my last orgasm.
“Every fucking time,” he responds before pulling back onto the road to take us home. “Scared yet?”
I am a lot of things right now. Scared is not one of them. I bite the inside of my lip knowing one thing for certain. Reed is more than in love with me. I think he’s obsessed with me too.
21
Reed
I feel like I can breathe again. I finally snapped. She finally pushed me to the point of no return when it came to making her mine. The minute she tried to leave me pushed me over the edge. My first thought had been that she must have found out the things I’d done over the years. That she’d been turned off by the obsession that I have with her. One that should have me inside of a jail cell. But when I found her and told her the things I’d been doing, surprise showed on her pretty face. She had no idea.
I still haven’t gotten to the bottom of why she’d run. I want to push, but first I need her back at home. I’ll be able to focus once I know she’s back where she belongs. I’ve already had to pull over to touch her. To calm myself down. It didn’t really help, but it took the edge off. I felt her pussy grow wetter with every word I said. She enjoyed hearing the things I’ve done to keep her close to me. The things I thought would turn her off had done the exact opposite. Instead of pushing me away, she’d spread her thighs wider for me to get at her cunt.
When I pull up to my building, I find myself barking another order at her to keep her ass still. I get out of the car, coming around to open the door for her. I don’t miss how her little ass wiggles in the seat at my words. She enjoys my bossy side. I open the door for her, taking her hand to lead her inside. I hold her hand tight in mine. The feel of it comforts me the same way it always has. It calms me in a way that nothing else can.
“I’m not going to run, Reed.” She lets out a small giggle that goes straight to my dick. I pull her onto the elevator with me. The doors barely close and I’m on her again. I can’t stop now. I lift her, pushing her up against the wall. Our mouths meet in a frenzy, both of us starved for one another. I press my cock against her, needing to feel her heat. I can feel how wet she is for me through her pants. She rubs herself against me, trying to get the friction she needs.
“Reed.” She breaks our kiss. She’s practically panting in need. “I need more.” I am going to give it to her.
“You’ll wait until my cock is inside you to come.” She whimpers. I want nothing more than to make her come again, but I need to be inside her when I do it. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before you leave the house without panties on.” I step back, letting her slide down my body. The elevator dings, letting us know we’ve arrived on our floor.
“So you’re punishing me?” I can tell she’s turned on by the thought. I kiss her without answering her. Then I pull back, straightening her clothes before we get off the elevator. No one should be here right now, but you can never be too sure. I never want anyone seeing her like this. I grab her hand, leading her inside.
“If you consider me pleasuring you with my mouth, my hands and my cock until you’re screaming my name punishment, then yes.” I swear I can smell her arousal. I watch as her eyes heat. Her mouth parts and she licks her lips. She’s letting me know that she wants that. That she trusts me. That turns me on even more than I already am.
“What are you waiting for?” She lets go of my hand, running toward our bedroom. And I do exactly as I promised her I’d always do. I chase her. Her laughter fills the hallways before she disappears into our bedroom. I pull my shirt off as I follow her.
As much as I want inside her, I need answers. I am a bastard because at the end of the day it doesn't matter why she ran. She isn't going anywhere. When I enter the bedroom, she is falling back onto the bed already naked.
She lies on the bed looking up at me as I come to stand on the side of it. She comes up to her elbows to look at me. Her eyes trail down my bare chest to the top of my jeans. She bites her lips. I fight not to pounce on her.
“Why did you run?”
She releases her lip as if she’s remembering. “You were on the phone.” She sits up more. She licks her bottom lip. She starts to cover her breasts with her arm, getting self-conscious. I snag her by the wrist to stop her. I want to see all of her. I want both of us to be laid bare, not only physically but emotionally.
“Don’t hide from me.” I come down over her. “I think that’s a lot of our problem. No more hiding.”
She nods in agreement. “I heard you on the phone.”
I shift, freeing her wrist to turn her head to look at me. I need to look into her eyes. “With your dad.” Who may or may not be on a plane here. He was pissed, but Tinsley is an adult. She can do whatever she wants.