A FILTHY Enemy - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,43

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I curled my fingers over the thick head of his cock and pulled my hand back.

Reed then moved to one knee before me.

I looked down at him.

When he looked up at me… waterfall.

The back of my legs tightened all the way up to my butt.

My hips inched forward, knowing what he wanted to do to me.

He grabbed my jeans and panties and pulled them down in one quick move.

I stepped out of them and his right hand touched my thigh.

His left hand moved to my inner thigh as I parted my legs for him.

Everything was fast and wild.

Which was good.

There was no room or time for emotion or thought.

This was about need.

I needed him to…

His tongue lapped between my legs.

I shut my eyes and gasped.

There were no subtle and sweet moments with Reed.

He went in for the kill.

My right hand grabbed his hair as he thrust his tongue into me.

My toes curled as I drove my hips forward with force.

He buried his face between my legs, moving his hands to my ass.

He kneaded my skin, pulling me closer even though he was as close as he could be.

And he flirted with me.

He knew what I liked. He knew my spots. He knew how to take me to the edge and pull back.

That made me… well… it made me hate him even more.

I couldn’t just get off.

Reed was fucking with me.

But I didn’t stop him.

I couldn’t stop him.

It felt too fucking good to stop.

His tongue moving up and down against my body. His lips coming together, suckling, pulling away, making obviously loud noises that made me blush because it made me feel like we were doing something so wrong.

And when he wanted me to come, he just moved up enough and latched his lips to my clit.

The second he did that, the hallway started to spin.

I slapped my hands to the wall and shut my eyes.

The lower half of my body began to shake.

I groaned over and over, almost wishing I could come without such theatrics because I didn’t want Reed to get too full of himself.

But I couldn’t help it.

I lost myself for a minute or so as I came again.

Reed held me tight to his mouth, taking my pleasure as it came in waves.

He moved up and kissed my body up to my belly button.

He paused and flickered his tongue to make me giggle.

I pulled at his hair to get him away from me.

Again, I hated that he knew where to flick his tongue to tickle.

As he stood up, he looked at me, his eyes telling me he knew everything about me.

That was the scariest part of it all…

He scooped me up into his arms and carried me toward the bedroom.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

He refused to stop grinning.

I looked over his shoulder and saw my clothes scattered across the hallway.

I shut my eyes and blushed.

I could still stop this from going too far.

Except I wanted more.

Reed had the biggest bed I’d ever seen in my life.

It could easily fit five people or more.

That made my heart burn with jealousy.

I knew that the bed was used for that.

It was never just Reed sleeping in the sheets.

But I didn’t care.

Tonight it was my turn.

He lowered me down to the bed and I grabbed the back of his neck and brought him with me.

He reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra.

It was the last piece of clothing on my body.

A second later it was on the floor.

Reed dipped his mouth down to my chest.

I pushed my breasts together for him to enjoy.

His sloppy tongue ran left to right with speed, kissing from nipple to nipple.

His right hand touched between my legs where I was still extra sensitive.

I gasped and jumped.

Reed laughed.

“Shut up, Reed,” I groaned.

“You’re tender, honey,” he said. “Are you sure you can handle me?”

“Go put on a condom and see if you can handle me,” I said.

“Oh, that’s a challenge I’ll take,” he said.

He nibbled at my nipple and made my cry out.

I slapped at his face and he laughed again.

He walked to his nightstand and I rolled to my side.

I grabbed the back of his jeans and pulled them down.

He didn’t care.

And goddamn did he have a nice ass.

I hated that everything about one man could be so perfect.

I listened to him mess around with the condom wrapper.

Then he turned as he rolled it on his length.

I bit my lip at the sight of him.

It had been so long… yet it was still so familiar