her body responded to his close proximity.
Callie glared at him, hating that she was so transparent. “I’m not jealous, don’t be ridiculous.”
“Liar. It’s burning you up to think I might have been talking to a lover, asking her to get you some clothes.” Callie kept her mouth shut, not trusting herself to speak. “Do you really think I would do that to you?”
The truth was she didn’t, but the green-eyed monster wasn’t a reasonable thing.
“I care about you, Callie, and would never disrespect you like that. I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I know it’s something I want to pursue. I won’t and can’t make you any promises about the future, but I do want us to get to know each other better and see where this goes.”
His statement was unexpected, and she didn’t know what to say. She wanted that too, but she wasn’t prepared to share him. “I don’t share,” she bit out, still feeling a little out of sorts.
“Good, because neither do I. Unless you want too that is.”
His smile told her he was joking, and she slapped his arm lightly. “Jerk.”
“Yeah, maybe I am, but just for the record, Pax is Blake’s woman and probably the most organised and efficient person I’ve ever met. I swear she could arrange a coup within an hour and do it while still running the gallery where she works.”
“Sounds like an amazing woman. I can’t wait to meet her.”
“So, we going to do this?” he asked.
“I don’t want to tell Clay just yet. Can it be just us for little while?”
Reid rubbed his lip as he gave it some thought, but eventually nodded. He had a feeling there wasn’t a lot he wouldn’t do for this woman. “Yes, for a short time. You good with that?”
“How about you stop talking and kiss me?”
Her heart thudded in her chest at her boldness but then his lips were on hers, and all she felt was a barrage of pleasure as he kissed her until she was clawing at his back, her leg wrapped around his thigh.
He pulled away and looked at her through hooded eyes as he wrapped her hair around his fist and tipped her head back. Callie was in a daze of desire as she looked at him.
“I want nothing more than to fuck you until neither of us can move, but we don’t have time. When I get inside you, I want to take my time and savour every inch of this delectable body.” Her clit throbbed at his words, her pussy clenched, and a needy mewling sound came from her throat.
Reid growled at the sound. “Fuck, woman, you make me crazy.”
With those words, he dropped to his knees and pulled down the waistband of her yoga pants, revealing her bare pussy to his hungry gaze. His eyes travelled up, and the lust in them made her feel wanton.
“Take off your top. I want to see those gorgeous tits I’ve dreamed about.”
Without question, Callie drew the top over her head, revealing her bra covered tits to him. He lifted his hand and slid it around her back, releasing the catch, and her breasts spilt out. He caressed the soft skin, skimming her aching nipples with his thumb.
“Perfect.”
He groaned before dipping his head and placing a kiss on her mound, making her arch her body into his touch. The sight of this man on his knees did beautiful things to her, and she knew it wouldn’t take much for her to climax.
Reid hooked her left leg so it was over his shoulder, opening her up to him. Her fingers speared through his hair as he placed both hands on her hips, lifting her so she had both legs wrapped around his neck, her back against the door, held in place entirely by his strength. It was heady and a significant turn on. A moan slipped from her as he licked her pussy, sucking on her sensitive clit until she was writhing against his face with complete abandon.
Callie felt her orgasm barrelling toward her and knew it would be powerful and earth-shattering. “Reid,” she begged.
Reid squeezed her ass cheeks and bit down on her clit gently, and she exploded in his mouth. Her body seized as her climax rocked her. She screamed his name with no thought for anyone or anything else, except Reid and how he made her feel.
She’d thought that one night with this man would never be enough, and now she knew a lifetime with him