Her hands fist in my hair as I lick her clit over and over and she wiggles so much I have to grab her ass and hold her still so I can do more. She’s putting out such heat, I know she’s going to cum several times.
I put my mouth on her and lick, suck, and nip at her clit and folds. She’s moaning and making little purring noises and it sends me into a frenzy, trying my best to please her.
She lets out a little shriek and her body goes tense. “Reed! My God! Reed!”
I run my tongue inside her and find her pulsing, so I move my body up hers and ram my throbbing cock into her. It feels so good, I nearly scream with the intensity.
“God, Jenna. Goddamn, you feel so good. So fucking good!” I make a stroke.
Her nails run over my back. “Reed! I can’t stop the orgasm!”
I move and ram my thick and long cock into her again as she holds on tight to me and screams my name again. Over and over, I ram into her, with a need I’ve never had before. And she screams my name with each thrust.
My body is hot and shaking with need. The need to please her. The need to be pleased by her. The all-encompassing need for her.
Her body is shaking and wiggling underneath mine as she continues to orgasm. Her walls are squeezing my dick and it’s nearly impossible not to let go, but I want her to cum for as long as she can before I let mine go.
The poor thing has been without for a long time, after all!
Kissing her neck, I can taste the saltiness of the sweat escaping as her body can’t stop and I won’t let it as I pound into her sweet, wet depths, something I’ve fantasized about doing for so long.
Her tits are squished under my chest, another thing I’ve wanted to feel for so damn long. Her stomach smashes under mine as I drive my cock into her.
My name on her lips as her body comes undone is a thing I never thought I’d get to hear. Yet here she is with me, screaming my name. And then I can’t stop and I flood her with my cum.
My dick can’t stop jerking into her, sending her even further over the edge as she arches up to me. “Yes! Yes! Finally! Reed!”
“Jenna,” I mumble against the skin of her neck. “My Jenna.”
Her body is still shaking as her hands glide over my back. “Your Jenna,” she whispers. “Always yours, Reed.”
“Forever,” I whisper. “Forever, Jenna.”
“Forever, Reed.” Her words fall soft and then she takes my face and pulls it back and she has tears running down her cheeks. “I love you more than I could ever imagine loving someone.”
I run my fingers over her cheeks. “Don’t cry.”
She sniffles. “I have to. I’ve never been a part of something so beautiful before.”
I know she hasn’t. “Neither have I.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “Jenna, this is more than I knew was possible. I can never let you go now.”
“I don’t want you to,” she says. “Because I can never let you go either.”
With a deep sigh, I look into her green eyes and see the light there. A light that has never been there before. I put that there. I helped her become this woman. This beautiful woman.
And I will always strive to keep that light there from now on.
Pulling out of her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. The urge to stay inside her is overwhelming, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
And the whole way I feel about her is a little frightening. Like if I lost her I would never be the same again.
I shake my head to get rid of the thought.
I’m not going to lose her. She feels just as strongly as I do. I can feel it and see it in her eyes and the way she holds me to her.
This is no dream, no lie. This is real, and she feels it too. I have to have faith this will last forever.
“Reed?”
“Yes?”
“That wasn’t normal, was it?”
“I’ve never experienced anything like that.” I lie back and put my arm around her and pull her to me, then kiss the side of her head. “Ever!”
“I only have the one to compare to and that was beyond comparison.”
The fact I know the only other one was my brother makes me kind of grossed out, but at least she said I was beyond comparison.
“Good to hear,” I say with a chuckle.
“This is so weird,” she says, and I flinch as if she’s punched me.
“Weird? I wouldn’t use that word to describe what this is.”
“I guess weird isn’t accurate. This is just a thing I had a few fantasies about over the years and it happened and it was better than any of them.”
“I had more than a few fantasies about this, and you’re right, it was way beyond any I had too.”
“Think it’ll stay this great?” she asks as she runs her hand over my stomach.
I run my hand up her arm. “I do. And I can promise you I will do my best to make sure it stays this way and that you’re always happy. You’re my angel, and I will always treat you like one.”
I can feel her smile against my chest. “You’re my prince, and I will always treat you like one.”
At least we’re on the same page!
“You want to get up and eat or get something to drink or anything like that?” I ask her.
“I’d really like to stay right here in your arms and fall asleep, if you don’t mind. I’ve never felt more relaxed and comfortable in my life.”
My heart fills with what I suppose is joy that this woman finds my arms the most relaxing and comfortable place for her.
“Then here we shall stay for as long as you want, Angel.”
“Good. I want to stay like this for as long as we can. I want this time to be etched into my brain for all of eternity. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.”
Me too!
Chapter 17
JENNA
Each one of Reed’s breaths falls softly against the back of my shoulder as he holds me loosely in his strong arms. I fall into the deepest and best sleep I’ve ever had, and it’s all because of him.
With the love we made, I know I have to tell my parents about him and face his own parents. The fact is, I’d face anyone and let them know I am with this man.
I feel like he’s a part of me now. And it makes no sense. That was the first time we made love and I’m ready to marry the man. I’m ready to get on to building a life and family with this man.
Everyone we know is going to freak out and tell us we’re moving way too fast. But the fact is, we’ve had this thing simmering just beneath our surfaces for many years.
A chill runs through my body as Rod’s face makes a brief appearance in my mind before I send it away. The fact is, he will be mad when he finds out. But the chances of us being in Jerome when he finally makes an appearance there are very slim.
And then there’s the matter of the contract and what that might mean to him. The thought has often plagued me that he would go to great lengths to get me back under his control.
With Reed though, I do feel safe. For the first time in a long time, I feel safe.
And to find out this man is a billionaire is mind shattering. I have no idea what that really even means. No financial worries to bog down a relationship. No waiting for paychecks to come in before we can buy groceries. No more tiny houses that are falling apart.
But that life went away when Rod did, anyway.
Reed’s body shakes a little. Then he groans and his lips touch my neck. I run my hand over his head. “Ready to wake up?” I ask him.
“Not if this is a dream, I’m not,” he says with a light laugh.
I turn in his arms and run mine around him. His short blond hair shines in the light coming through the windows. Sheer tan curtains hang over them but let in just the right amount of sunlight.
His dark blue eyes blink a few times as he looks back at me. “I want to take you somewhere.”
“K,” I say as I run my hand through his hair.
“I want you to find a job teaching here. I know there’s a p
rivate school not far from here, and I bet you could get a job there. If you want one. If you don’t want to work, of course, you don’t have to. It’s all up to you.”
“You sure are making plans quickly,” I say with a smile.
“I know. If I go too fast, tell me. But I’ve wanted this for so long, I feel a need to get to where we would be if I had made you mine that summer when you turned eighteen.”
I close my eyes with the reality of my eighteenth summer. The introduction to Rod’s needs.
It’s been a long time since I allowed myself to go back there. It’s a place that makes my heart ache for so many reasons.
I open my eyes. “So where is it you want to take me?”
“If we take a shower and get dressed, I can show you.”
“A shower with you sounds pretty great.”
His hand moves over my arm. “Everything with you sounds pretty great.”
A mere three hours later Reed has me in his red BMW and we’re pulling into the parking garage of some downtown place in Los Angeles. “Let me get your door, Angel.”
Reed gets out and I wait so he can be the gentleman he wants to be. This gentleman stuff is pretty awesome, and I’m loving it.
After he helps me out, we walk into the side door of some business and, once inside, I see we’ve entered a jewelry shop. I hesitate, and he looks at me. “Too soon?”
“Reed,” I say, and he puts his finger to my lips.
“I want you to wear my ring. We can get married whenever you want, but I want you wearing my ring and everyone knowing you’re taken.”
“I’m not in the kind of demand you may think I am,” I say with a laugh.
“I just want you to wear it. I want you to have a constant reminder of what I want for us. A happy life together. That’s all. So pick out the engagement ring you love and later we’ll buy our wedding rings.” He ends his sentence with a kiss on my cheek.
So I let him lead me to the first glass covered showcase of expensive rings and we begin the process of trying to find the most gorgeous thing I will be looking at on my finger forever.
A gorgeous saleswoman wearing heels and dripping in diamonds comes out of a backroom. “Hello. How can I help you today?”
Reed gives her a smile. “By showing us what you have in her size.”
She reaches out for my left hand, so I hold it out and, with one glance, she says, “A five. It is an engagement ring, right?”
Reed nods. “So what do you have in that size?”
She moves around from case to case and gathers up a nice assortment of engagement rings and comes back to us. “All of these are fives.”
“Wow! That’s a lot of shiny rocks right there.” I look at Reed. “You sure?”
He nods. “More than sure.”
The saleslady says, “I can slim down the choices if you have a price limit.”
Reed shakes his head. “Anything she wants. And do me a favor, don’t tell us any of their prices. If she knows them, she’ll go cheap, and I don’t want that.”
He does know me!
The lady gives a nod and steps back to let me look at all the gorgeous rings. After a mere hour, I pick out the one ring which will stay on my finger forever. Once Reed slides it on, that is.
It’s a nice large solitaire. It’s grand enough for a billionaire’s wife, yet subtle enough for a girl like I am.
Reed lets the woman put it in a box and a bag, then he takes it and we leave. As he opens the car door for me he stops me before I get in. “Jenna, am I doing this all too fast?”
“I suppose we could slow way down. I could take a job here and get my own place.”
He shakes his head. “You’d never be able to afford a place here. Even a shitty one. And I want you in my bed from now on.”
My heart speeds up. “Oh, yeah?”
He nods. “I want to fall asleep with you every night and wake up with you every morning from now on, Angel.”
“Then I think the pace we’re going is fine. We can be engaged for a decent amount of time. Say a year, and we can start to make our wedding plans. How does that sound to you? I mean, we aren’t roped into anything with being engaged. If things aren’t working out, I’ll simply give you your ring back. No hard feelings.”
His lips quirk up to the left as he frowns. “Don’t even say if things don’t work out. They will. I’ll make sure of that.”
I get into the car and he closes the door behind me. Maybe it is moving fast. Maybe it will be like a storm that forms too quickly and blows fast and furious only for a short time.
But whatever this is, I want it all for as long as I can have it.
Reed gets in and I just go for broke. “Okay, so we have things to talk about, you and I.”
He looks over at me with a nervous smile. “Shoot.”
“How many kids are we having, and how long are we waiting to have them? And how many years are we going to put between each one?”
He laughs. “And for a second there I thought you were going to talking about something hard. That’s easy. Four kids, spaced two years apart. Next question.”
He starts the car and pulls away. As I look over at him, something inside me tells me this is going to work.
Maybe my first love didn’t work out, but my second will. So what if the loves happen to be brothers? There have to be odder things.
I think I saw on some trashy daytime television show once where there was a woman who left her young husband who she had children with, married his father, and had kids with him too.
That made the kids she had with her first husband the siblings and nieces and nephews of the kids she had with the second husband. At least I have no kids who will be siblings and cousins.
But there will be this very angry brother-in-law for me.
A very, very angry one!
Reed pulls up at some cool looking place and goes to the valet service. He looks over at me. “Ever try sushi?”
I shake my head. “Raw fish, right?” I know I’m making a face, because he starts laughing.
“Not all of it.”
Some guys open both of our doors and we get out. Reed has me scooped up next to him quickly and in we go to my first California culinary experience. “You sure about this, Reed? I’m a small-town girl you know.”
“I’m a small-town boy, if you will recall, Angel. And I like it, so I bet you will too.”
“Mr. Manning, hello,” a tiny Asian woman greets him. “Who do you have on your arm?”
“Shimota, let me introduce you to my fiancée, Jenna Foster. Soon to be Jenna Manning.”
Her eyes go wide. “Fiancée? Congratulations! You must use us as your caterer for the wedding. You must!” She claps her hands and kind of hops up and down a few times.
“Well, if you can impress the bride to be then we just might do that. We haven’t got that far into our plans yet. But a memorable experience tonight might put your place in the forefront of her mind,” Reed says, and she gives him a knowing nod.
“You two follow me to our VIP private dining area. It’s romantic and secluded. And allow me to get our chef to prepare you something memorable.” The little woman leads us through the crowded restaurant and back to a curtained off area.
When she pulls the black curtain back I can see a small square table and two chairs on one side of it. Soft music drowns out the noise of the other diners and the lights are low.
She lights a candle on the table. When she turns to us, she looks right at me. “May I say to you that Mr. Manning has been our valued customer and friend for years? And he even sold my husband and me a home for a very reasonable price. He’s well loved by our family, and I have never seen him this happy. He glows. I cannot wait to get to know you, Jenna. We will all be great friends.”
I give her a smile. “Thank you. I’m sure we will. Tell your chef I’m a newbie at this sushi stuff, so take it easy on me.”
Reed pulls out the chair for me. “Don’t tell him that. This woman will love
whatever he makes. She’s never had anything like your chef makes yet and she’s timid about it. But she and I love almost everything the same. Let him do as he wants. I want to see what he comes up with for us on this special night.”
She bows and leaves as he sits next to me. I look at him, as we’re so close our shoulders are touching. “Kind of an alpha move there.”
His arm moves over my shoulders and he kisses the top of mine. “No reason to be afraid of food. And I am kind of alpha. How do you think I got to be where I am?”
I sit back and have to really think about things. In an effort to never repeat my mistakes, I think it’s important to be acutely aware of what I’m getting into.
Rod had me unable to trust other men not to take control of me. This is more than just another man. This is another Manning. His brother. Raised the same.
Though I never saw a thing in their parents’ marriage to think any kind of controlling behavior was bred into them, it is odd to have two alpha-male boys in one family.
So I ask what I honestly want to know, “Reed, do you think, because of what you’ve seen me do with your brother, that I’m still that weak young woman who you can push around like he did?”
The hurt in his eyes makes me feel instantly bad. But I stop that quickly. This is my well-being here.
“Jenna, no. I mean, I am who I am, but I’m not mean. I know what I want, and when I see someone who has no idea what they want then I do kind of jump in and lead them. Not in a bad way, though.” His hand moves over my cheek. “And if I get too pushy, let me know. I am a salesman, after all, and I can be pushy.”
“The real estate thing. Yeah. I get it. Helping people find what they want, even when they aren’t sure what it is they want,” I say with a smile.
He nods and presses his forehead to mine. “But I know you were led down a dark path, and I swear to you I’m not trying to lead you anywhere you don’t want to go. No bad things, Jenna. Only good. Trust me, Angel. I only want to be a good person in your life.”
“I should probably stop being so afraid and untrusting, huh?” My eyes hold his.
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