The Perfect Emotion (Book Two of The Perfect Series)

by Rolka, Melissa

  “Me too. More.” With those words I run my hands down her sides to her hips and latch my fingers into the lace of her thongs ripping them as I pulled them down over her hips. I kiss at her shoulder, neck and throat while one of my hands moves up to trace her breast. Gently I pinch her nipple and she moans while her head falls back. I move myself off to the side in order to pull her ripped thong down all the way. When my fingers trail down her abdomen to her core I eagerly slip into her causing her to thrust herself down against me.

  God, in the past I had never felt this need to please someone else like this before. Kate’s moans and body silently begging me for more only charges me on. It’s not that I was a selfish lover before Kate, but never had I felt something like this. I didn’t like to leave any of the girls I was with before without something in return, but there was never a mental and physical connection like this. This is what Katherine does to me. She pushes me into unchartered waters emotionally. Now all I can focus on is her needs and desires. I’m secondary and this is how I prefer it for the first time.

  “Ah, Reed,” she exhales in between her panting. I can tell she is close to the edge of bliss. I maneuver myself down her and spread her legs and let my tongue find her sweet spot. Her thighs shake in my grasp and I quicken my pace alternating my finger and tongue. Within mere seconds she arches back and presses down on me letting out the sexiest moans and gasps I have ever heard. Thank God, my other roommates are not here because I don’t want to share one bit of her pleasure with anyone else. I let her rock against me until the waves roll off. She lays back with her eyes open only a slit and I wink at her knowing that I am not even close to finished with her. Again I think back to her mocking my good behavior at her parents. She was right though; I was good with her, but that’s going to change. If she thinks I am going to let her bask in the aftermath of her orgasm like I had done in the past then she is sadly mistaken.

  I kiss my way up her abdomen taking my time to suck and nibble on each of her breasts. Her hand lazily glides through my hair. When I get to her throat I can feel her wiggling beneath me, her body awakening again. “Mmmmm,” she murmurs. I get to her ear and I teasingly flick my tongue against it.

  “I’m not done with you, Katherine. I’ll show you just how good I am now.” I reach over and pull out a condom from the drawer in the nightstand next to my bed. She leans up onto her elbows with her eyes focused on me, watching me put the condom on. Carefully, she inches herself back more onto my bed and she looks breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair fans over her shoulders down over her breasts. Eager to feel her skin I crawl up on her being cautious not to put all my weight on her. I don’t give her a chance to take her next breath when I ravish her pretty lips against mine. I nibble down on her bottom lip and grip her hip with one of my hands. This kiss is more forceful and carnal than I have ever been with her, but I can tell by each of her whimpers and moans she likes it. My hand digs in a little more into her slim hip and I can feel part of her ass. My other hand wraps into the back of her head and into her hair. Pulling gently on her hair her head goes back and I kiss down her chin to her throat as I tell her, “Wrap your legs around me, Katherine.” She complies instantly. I reach my hand around her hip into her and stroke my finger over her sensitiveness. She gasps and then moans out of shock I think. I’m sure she isn’t expecting to be feeling this build up again so soon. I move my face just above hers staring intently into her eyes. “Don’t look away from me.” She doesn’t look away. I don’t hesitate a moment longer to sink myself into her because I can see her eyes and that she is feeling everything she should be.

  “Ah, yes,” she says against my lips as I growl out into hers.

  “This is not you taking advantage of me, do you understand?” I ask her as I settle into her with little movement. Her eyes widen in surprise and I hold onto her face forcing her to keep her eyes trained on me.

  “Y-yes,” she rasps out breathlessly.

  “Don’t run from this again. This is more. This is me giving myself to you.” When she shakes her head in compliance I kiss her tenderly and softly. “You mean so much to me, beautiful girl. Don’t ever doubt this.”

  “You mean more to me, Reed. Th-thank you.” She arches into me and our mouths collide again.

  I start to pull back and move myself in and out of her at a pace I can tolerate. If it wasn’t for this condom this moment would have been over the second I entered her. She’s tighter than I remember and it feels like this is the first time. Her hands run up and down my back over my ass roughly with her nails scratching at me every so often. Caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples I can feel her building up and I just pray I can last long enough to let her release before me. When she tightens her legs around my hips and locks her ankles around my back my head falls into her neck feeling lightheaded.

  “Reed, please, pl-please,” she whispers into my neck.

  “What baby? Tell me. God Kate, I can’t last much longer.” I rock back and grind into her harder each time.

  “I need you,” she tells me and that just about sets me off. I reach my hand down between us eager to help her find release. I put just enough pressure and movement on her. Just as she starts to let go I let myself release making sure we have this experience together. “Reed, Reed, Reed,” she chants over and over again lightly against my lips and face. I know that this is something I will never ever have enough of. She’s mine and I don’t think I’ll ever want that to change.

  CHAPTER 20

  My bare feet padded lightly across the wooden floor of his bedroom, down the hall and into the bathroom. It was just after eight in the morning and I slept soundly. Reed had cleaned me up after our intimate experience was over just like he had done last semester, but I was eager to take a shower. My hair felt matted and my make-up had smeared under my eyes. Luckily, none of his roommates were back yet. I turned the shower on and let it build up steam. I’m relieved to see a bottle of conditioner in here because otherwise my hair would never be manageable. Stepping in and moving under the direct spout of the shower I closed my eyes enjoying the way the hot water beaded down over my body. I ache a little this morning, but it’s a welcomed feeling because I know it is because of Reed. I find a bar of soap and lather my hands up when I hear a creak and start to panic knowing I didn’t lock the door.

  “Hello?” I ask into the steam.

  There’s no response and I practically scream when Reed opens the curtain and slips in behind me. “You scared me!” I shriek and swat him from behind even as his arms twine around me and his face settles into the nook of my neck.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” He kisses my cheek and then continues, “You should be scared. What if that was one of my roommate? I’d have to kill them if they saw you.” I giggle at his teasing words, but find myself seriously happy it had only been him. His hands move into mine from behind lathering up with soap and then he begins to roam my body freely cleaning every inch of me. Embarrassment passes over me quickly as he pays extra attention to my breasts. I press myself back into him loving that he is excited for me and a soft moan slips past my lips. Continuing to press my backside into him he starts to growl and groan into my ear.

  “Good morning,” I move my hand up to his face that is pressed into my neck kissing me.

  “Mmmm, hmmm, I’d say so. I like waking up to you in my shower.”

  “I want you, Reed,” I say as I rub my backside up and down his length. Boldly, I reach for his hand and move it down to the front of me and he begins to stroke me softly.

  “Are you sore, baby?”

  “Y-yes, a little, but I don’t care. I’ve n-never…” When his finger strokes over my most sensitive spot I whimper against him unable to finish my sentence.

  “Never what, Katherine?” He flicks his tongue against the back of my ear as he begins to thrust his finger over the length of my throbbing core. I practically buckle from the pleasure it brings me.

  “I’ve n-never … taken a shower with anyone before,”
I heave out the words in between my heavy breaths.

  “Damn, baby. I think I’d like to hear you say I never … about everything and anything as long as I get to be the one to make it your first from here on out.” The thought that Reed could make so many things for me my first excites me even more. One of his hands stays at my core while the other explores my wet my body

  “Reed, please make this my first,” I beg. He pushes me up against the opposite wall of the shower forcing my hands to lay flat against the wall while pulling my hips back a little and spreading my legs.

  “Don’t move, I have to get a condom.” Thank God, one of us is thinking clearly. Even though I am on birth control I have never crossed that line. Before he gets out his hands caress my ass and he whispers, “You look stunning like this.”

  I do as I’m told and anxiously wait for his return. I can hear the cabinets under the sink opening and the foil packet being ripped open. Then before I can take another panting breath Reed’s hands wander over my breasts and around my ass. When he grips my hips tightly and pulls my ass back a little further and pushes my back down and I comply with excitement. He’s bent over me moving my hair off to one side with his lips kissing my shoulder, neck and then brushing against my ear. The warm water spraying over us keeps the tingling sensation from prickling my skin.

  “Are you okay with this?” He whispers while running his hands over my frame. I stop to think for a moment about how I have never done anything remotely close to this sexually, but that I like it. I especially like that it is with Reed. Before I realize that I am taking longer to respond than I should Reed says, “We don’t have to do this. I would never want to do anything that you don’t want to do or don’t feel comfortable doing.”

  “No, I do, I want this. I want this because it’s with you. And because I feel good like this in your hands,” I say as confident as I feel.

  “Good baby, just promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much.” He’s already pulling back and his hands have moved into my folds positioning me just right. He enters me from behind and I instantly feel the difference in this position. I bite down on my bottom lip and suppress a groan. It feels tighter and I feel even closer to him. He moves himself into me further and I push my hands against the wall to keep myself from hitting my head. “Yes, Katherine just like that, brace yourself.”

  He rears back and then thrusts into me hard and fast. It’s deep and pulsating, which causes me to moan out “Oh God”. This increases Reed’s speed and the rising feeling of warmth and tingling nerves spreads over me. His hands hold onto my hips and breasts pinching my nipples every so often. I can feel my urge to find release and know it’s coming soon.

  “You ready, baby?” He asks as his fingers find their way back down and over my most sensitive area. Lightly he moves them in time with his thrusting and soon I’m right on the cusp of ecstasy.

  “Y-yes… please … Reed, Reed, Reed,” I beg out and then my vision blurs and my body’s pent up desire spreads through me as Reed falls in suit releasing himself into me. He murmurs how good I feel and look from behind me. Then he lies gently against my back holding me up by my waist, but I start to slowly lose my control to hold myself up. My legs and arms are weak. Reed moves us around and down onto the bottom of the shower floor so that I am sitting with my back against him in between his legs. The shower beats down on our legs keeping the warmth on us and when Reed’s hands wrap around me I snuggle myself into his chest listening to the rapid beat of his heart.

  We lie in this position until the water starts to run cool, neither of us wanting to let go of the other. We keep our hands roaming over each other even as they prune. Finally, we stand and Reed takes time to wash my body again and then my hair. I do the same for him and then we get out of the shower. He pulls out two towels from the linen closet and drapes one around me. It feels like the softest richest cotton I’ve ever felt, maybe it’s pashmina. He kisses my nose before he wraps a towel around his waist. The way his longer strands hang around his face dripping with water remind me of when we play tennis. He looks deliciously sexy, like always.

  Before we exit the bathroom he checks to make sure no one else is in the house. Once in his bedroom we both dress. I put on my yoga pants, tank and a hoodie. Reed throws on jeans and a long sleeved T-shirt. It’s funny how he can go from a sleek suit to jeans and look just as good. I continue with my routine while he lays on his bed with a book, but I catch him eying me. Brushing my hair out I regret that I forgot a hair dryer and decide to wrap it up in the towel to help it dry faster. Reed laughs at my new display and tells me he could go look around for a dryer, but I tell him not to bother. I finish up by putting on my face cream and a little make-up.

  “You don’t need that,” Reed says with his book in his lap.

  “Huh? Make-up?” I question him.

  “Yeah, you don’t need any. I like you all natural. You are beautiful either way.” I laugh at him.

  “Please, yes I do. Really I don’t use that much except when Quinn get her hands on me.” I make my way over to him and straddle his lap while laughing.

  “Well, don’t do it for me because I like to see this beautiful face without it just fine,” he says with his hands cupping my cheeks. We kiss and let our tongues explore all the dips, grooves and ridges of our mouths. When Reed pulls back from me his eyes sear into mine not allowing me to look anywhere but into the depths of his ocean blues.

  “You okay with what happened in the shower?” I close my eyes wanting to hide into the pillows, but his hands are still cupping my cheeks forcing me to stay in front of him. My neck heats and then my cheeks flush. “Don’t be embarrassed, Kate. I just want to make sure it wasn’t too much.”

  “I’m okay with it… I actually liked it,” I whisper and then open my eyes again. “Did you like it?”

  “You’re kidding, right? Yes, God, more than liked, baby, but I’ll be honest I prefer to have you when I can look into your eyes and see your beautiful face.” My breath hitches and my pulse races at these words. The embarrassment starts to fade and I push myself through his hands to bury my face into his neck hugging him tightly. His arms curve around and hug me just as tightly.

  After snuggling we head out to grab breakfast at a bagel shop on campus. I order a coffee with a flavored creamer and a plain bagel with cream cheese. Reed gets the same, but he takes his coffee with only a little cream. We talk about our schedules for the week and what we want to do today. When I tell him my schedule I leave out my weekly therapy session with my mom. We’ve talked and dealt with many things during our relationship, but I’m just not sure how to approach this one yet. I look at my phone and see a few text messages from my friends that are already back on campus. I smile when I see Derek’s goofy text and when I look up I meet Reed’s stern and questioning eyes.

  “Is it Kyle?”

  “No, just my friends, Derek, Maggie and Quinn are back at the dorms.”

  “Ok, you’ll tell me if it’s Kyle though, right?” I bite down on my bottom corner of my lip for a mere second and then stop. “I’m just worried that’s all. Promise you’ll tell me.”

  “I promise,” I tell him and then smile at him and lean over to put my hand on top of his. Soon his fingers hold onto my pinky. Lightness takes over my chest and I breathe easily.

  “Derek’s with Kelly, right?” He asks with a squint in his eyes and his face pursed. I giggle because I know where he is going with this.

  “Yes, stop Reed, we are just friends, I promise.” He chuckles and then pulls me from my chair to sit on his lap. We kiss a little more passionately than we should in public, but there really isn’t anyone in here yet.

  “I just want to make sure that he knows you are mine and that he knows he doesn’t have a chance,” he says in between our kisses.

  “Yours, hmmmmm,” I tease him.

  “Yes, baby all mine now.”

  “Okay, I guess if you insist.” I pull back from our kiss and bat my eyelashes innocently.


  “You bet I do,” he says with a grin and pinches my ass causing me to jump up and squeal.

  We walk back to his house, but I tell him I want to head over to the dorms because I want to catch up with everyone, especially Maggie. I don’t like the thought of separating from him and neither does he, but we agree to play tennis later tonight. I pack up my stuff and glance back at the neatly picked up room loving the memory of last night that flashes before my eyes. Reed walks me back holding my hand and carrying my bag. On the way to my room my heart starts to feel heavy, but then when I open my door and see Maggie, comfort spreads through me. Maggie is unpacking her things, but throws her folded shirt once she sees me.

  “Mags!” I screech and run to her. We hug and spin around. She has a little color to her normally fair pale skin.

  “Kate! Yeah! I’ve missed you!” She says and then stops as she takes in Reed’s presence in the doorway. “Reed, hey there!” She practically runs over to him and hugs him and then kisses his cheek. He chuckles as he hugs her back.

  “How was your spring break? Did you two get to see each other? Dude, Reed, what happened to your lip?” Maggie fires off like a firecracker full of curiosity. Reed raises his eyebrows while looking at me. He strides across the dorm room to reach me and latches onto my hands pulling me to him. He kisses my forehead and the imprint of his lips lingers across my skin.

  “I’ll let you handle this,” he says with a chuckle. “I’ll come get you for tennis later.” We kiss on the lips and I lean into him to deepen it. Running his hands up my back and then down he gives me a teasing little pinch on my ass. Then he turns to head out the door. He says goodbye to Maggie and winks at me on his way out. I stare out at him with a grin plastered across my face.

  “Okay, spill it girlfriend, I need to know every little detail!” Maggie encourages. She’s ruthless with me sometimes, but I love her for it. I always feel comfortable opening up to her. Plus I know she has had a big part in bringing Reed and I back together. She’s been Reed’s biggest fan.