Dating the Boss (Blue Harbor #2) - Jaclyn Osborn Page 0,61
under his arm. “So, about those donuts…”
I dove on top of him, and he squealed beneath my weight as I tickled his sides. The laughs subsided when he kissed me, though. Reed was always incredibly horny when he first woke up. And oh, what a sacrifice it was to satiate that horniness.
I smiled against his lips and gripped his hair in a tight fist, intentionally being a little rough. He groaned and pulled at my sweats, releasing my half-erect cock. The lube was where we’d left it the night before, and he snatched it up, along with a rubber, and straddled me.
I barely had time to put my hands on his waist before he was coming down on me. I bit back a groan and shifted down a little more on the bed. I would need a more stable position for what he had in store for me. I sensed he was about to fuck me stupid.
Which wouldn’t be the first time.
“Hope you don’t mind a quickie,” Reed panted, pulling me deeper into his tight heat. His cock was rock hard, the tip gleaming with precum. “I had a dream about fucking you, and I woke up before the good part. Talk about blue balls.”
I liked his honesty and inability to hold back what he was thinking now that we were closer.
“We don’t want that,” I said, giving his cock a nice, slow stroke.
Being inside him was indescribable. Not just physically, but emotionally too. I stared up into his beautiful face, one set with soft features, high cheekbones, and a perfectly angled jaw. He lasted all of four minutes before he hit his climax. As his body started to tremble, I flipped him to his back and pinned him beneath me before driving my hips into him hard and fast.
“Fuck!” Reed’s nails dug into my upper back. “Right there.”
He whimpered and held on to my neck, burying his face against my jaw. My orgasm hit shortly after his, and my thrusts faltered as it did.
“Just what I needed.” He kissed my neck and sighed happily. “Thanks, big guy.”
“You’re welcome,” I said with a raspy chuckle and rolled off him. I inhaled a shaky breath as my heart hammered against my ribs.
“Did you work out this morning?” he asked, turning to his side and facing me. “Your hair has that sexy, windblown look.”
“I went for a run.”
“That’s so damn hot.” He nipped at my shoulder. “Almost hot enough to make me wanna go for another round.”
“You’re going to kill me.”
“There are worse ways to die,” he said before trailing kisses along my collarbone and up to my mouth. He kissed me once, twice, and then sighed and slumped back down. “I’m hungry.”
“I’ll make you breakfast,” I said, unwinding from his arms and getting out of bed. “Eggs and bacon okay?”
“If there’s bacon involved, it’s always okay.” Reed sat up and ran his fingers through the messy strands of his hair, trying to tame it. “What time are you going to your mom’s today?”
“Not until four thirty,” I said, pulling on my sweats and throwing on a long-sleeved shirt. I smiled at him over my shoulder. “You have me for most of the day.”
“I wonder how we can pass the time.” Reed wiggled his eyebrows. “But first, I need to eat. I think I’m dying.”
“Are sex and food all you care about?”
“I like cuddles too.” Reed hopped out of bed, and I checked out his naked ass as he gathered his clothes from the floor. He had long legs, a lean torso, and delicate shoulders I loved to kiss.
His looks had first reeled me in, but it was his personality and sense of humor that had kept me hooked. Reed was beautiful, inside and out.
After I cooked breakfast, we sat at the kitchen table and ate. As he talked about a time when he and Quinn attended a jousting tournament at the renaissance festival, I felt so damn happy. Where I used to hate being at home because of the oppressing loneliness, I now loved being here.
Reed had brought light into my life, chasing away the shadows and cobwebs. It was hard to believe that a month ago, we’d been nothing more than business associates.
Around four that afternoon, I got ready to leave for my mom’s house.
“Will you be okay for dinner?” I asked, putting on my coat.
“Yep. I’ll order something for delivery.” Reed adjusted my collar before rising up on his tiptoes to kiss me. “Don’t worry about me, big guy.”