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down to his thick root and I pumped.

My right hand stayed at his tip.

I felt him thickening some more, rocking back and forth, his eyes never leaving mine for a second.

“This is what you want, honey?” Reed asked.

“Shut up and go,” I said. “It’s my turn, Reed.”

Reed fell forward, his hands hitting the bed.

“No, Abby, it’s always my turn,” he said.

I opened my mouth to argue back but he kissed me.

He shut me up.

His mouth inched down to my chest.

At my left breast, he groaned and his teeth flirted with my nipple.

He pulled his cock away from my hands and touched between my legs again.

I gasped and grabbed at the sheets.

“Say it, honey,” Reed said.

“It’s okay,” I said. “Do it. We’re okay.”

Reed thrust forward.

His hard cock, bare, moving in and out of me sent me right back over the edge again. The muscles in my legs and my stomach started to burn from clenching and releasing.

Who needs exercise… just jump into bed with a rock star…

Reed moved with speed and force.

His mouth moved from my one breast to the other.

Then he flickered his tongue up to my neck and stayed there.

“Almost time,” he said. “Be ready, honey.”

“I’m…”

I lost words.

Reed was right there.

He pulled himself away from my body and he grabbed my right hand and placed it to his cock.

One quick pull and he let go all over my stomach.

I gasped for breaths as I looked down and saw him making a mess.

The faster I moved my hand the more he came.

His hands were locked tight around sheets as he thrust at my hand.

That… may be the wildest bedroom moment for me, ever…

Like I was the one in control of Reed. Which always seemed to be impossible.

My hand slowed.

I was covered in… Reed…

I looked up at him and he came down at me to kiss me.

He pressed his body against mine, against his own mess of pleasure, and he didn’t care.

I needed to stop kissing him though.

Before it was too late.

We both came.

The night was over.

Any kissing after coming was… about feelings.

There could never be feelings again with Reed.

I hated him.

He was good in bed.

End of discussion.

Reed broke the kiss.

And I went in for one more kiss.

15

REED

We slept on opposite sides of the bed.

Well, Abby crashed hard.

I didn’t.

I ended up sitting on the edge of the bed for a little while.

Staring down at my own dick, wondering which head I was going to think with going forward.

Abby was always…

Fuck. She was Abby.

She was her own kind of person.

From the day I met her, she just wanted to be wild and free.

I never tried to contain her or anything like that, but she and I just gravitated to one another.

Until we didn’t.

It took a couple shots of whiskey to shut my mind off and I dozed off for a little while.

I woke up well before Abby and had my morning drink.

Sometimes it was needed.

And when I saw Abby on her back in my bed with my covers on her body… I needed a shot of whiskey for breakfast.

It also didn’t help that the covers were pulled down on the left side of her body, exposing her left breast.

Her tits were always amazing.

And her tit showing left me licking my lips.

I thirsted for her.

Her nipples were small and round, always gently plump looking.

I stared forward and groaned as I pulled the covers up to cover her body.

That got her attention and when she opened her eyes and looked at me, she grabbed the covers.

“Reed. What the hell are you doing?”

I leaned toward her. “Covering your tits, honey.”

She swallowed hard. “I’m in your bed.”

“Yeah, you are.”

She shut her eyes for a second. “I need a shower.”

“I can arrange that,” I said. “First, let’s get some coffee and food.”

“After I shower.”

“No. We eat first. Then we shower.”

“We…” She shook her head. “Reed, I’m kind of a mess under here.”

“Sheets are stuck to you?” I asked with a grin.

Her cheeks turned red. “Very funny. I’m not drunk anymore, so the stupid charm isn’t going to do a thing. Please don’t ruin last night for me.”

“I don’t think that’s possible,” I said. “You can’t take it back, Abby. You can scrub my cum off your belly all you want, but we both know the memory is there. One thought of my dick and your pussy will be throbbing, nice and wet…”

I slipped my left hand under the covers and touched her hip.

Abby threw an elbow to knock me away.

The covers fell down her chest and she