The Entitled (The Entitled Duet #1) - Cassandra Robbins Page 0,110
soaping my body quickly. And because he’s Reed, he starts to stroke my pussy.”
I grab his hand and hold it tightly. “Don’t even think about it.”
“Oh, I’m going to make you come again. So lean back in my arms and relax. The quicker you come, the faster you can go do your stuff.”
His hand dips inside my wet core, the other gently holding my leg up.
“Please, Reed… I…” My mind is latched on to the pleasure, so I stop pleading. His slick fingers are so gentle, rubbing my clit lovingly. His tongue is in my ear, my neck, sucking and licking. Doing what he says, I lean back, resting my head on his hard chest.
“Look at this beautiful pussy respond to me,” he grunts in my ear, causing me to shiver. My breath is ragged and harsh sounding as the water pelts my neck and stomach. He rubs me harder, dipping in and out, circling my clit.
“This pussy is mine, Tess. I love it…. let go, Kitten. I want to feel you strangle my finger and come on my hand.” His dirty words send me over. My body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure courses through me. Reed holds me tight, and his fingers stay inside me.
Slowly I stop jerking. “Why? Why couldn’t I have left the first round. Now I can barely move!” My head is on his shoulder. His hands caress my breast.
“I have to go… Lana and Brance are waiting.”
“Go. Have fun. Spend lots of money.”
I smile at him. Opening the shower door, I step out, wrapping a red fluffy towel around me.
Looking at my Tag Heuer watch, I groan. “Reed! Lana is going to kill Brance and me! We’re going to be so late. This is all your fault.” I reach for my dress and force my legs to work since I need to grab fresh panties from the bedroom. I don’t bother with makeup. Reed’s still in the shower, so I peek my head in.
“I’m going. I love you.”
He lifts his head, and blue eyes like the clearest oceans greet me. His full lips grin. “I love you too.”
God, he’s hard to leave. Racing down the stairs, I scream for Brance. Silence greets me. I pull out my phone tapping my foot like a crazy person.
“This is Brance.”
“Where are you?” I grab my purse in a bit of a frenzy.
“Downstairs in the garage.”
“I’m coming. We are so late. Lana’s called like a dozen times.” I hang up on him. For once, I’m happy to have my own elevator.
I spot Brance laughing and talking to Jay and run over to them. “Thank God. Let’s go. She’s going to kill us.”
“Relax, Tess. Get in. I’ll drive you guys.” Jay chuckles and opens the door of the Range Rover. I hop in, sliding to the right so Brance can get in. Looking over my shoulder, he’s simply standing, texting on his stupid phone.
“Will you get in? Lana is going to freak about us being late.” He arches a dark brow at me as he sits. “Now, Tess… whose fault is it that we’re late?”
“Reed’s!” I snap. Laughter fills the SUV.
“Stop laughing, you two! Just drop us off at the salon.” Ignoring them, I push on Lana’s number. It rings once. “Where are you two?”
It’s noisy in the background. Feeling crappy, I figure it’s clear she’s already at the salon.
“Sorry… traffic is awful.”
“Knock it off, Tess,” she snaps. “I already talked to Brance.”
“Well, I guess we’ll be there in ten.”
“Fine.” The line goes dead.
I throw my phone in my purse disgusted as I lean back.
I glare at Brance. “Don’t even.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Biting his lip, he looks out the window. “I’m assuming since you have a huge hickey, you will be wearing your hair down tonight?”
Horrified, I reach for my bag, trying to find my compact with a mirror. “What? No, no, no.” I gasp. Sure enough, there is a bright red hickey on my neck.
“Unbelievable!” Pulling my long, wet hair down, I shiver as I toss my compact back in the bag and cross my arms.
“Let’s not blame all of this on Reed. I had no idea you were so vocal.” His lips twitch. “I figured Reed would fuck like a champ, but my sweet, darling Tess…”
I cover his mouth with my hand. “Brance!”
He sticks out his tongue. I jerk my hand away. Both he and Jay start laughing again.
“Shh. I’m mortified. I had no idea you could hear us.”