“That’s enough, Reese. Go find some else to pick on.”
“Oh Reed, I’m just teasing with her. How can I not?”
“Walk away, Reese.”
“Well, when you are all done with her you know where to find me, sweets.” She flips her hair over to one shoulder and makes a move closer to his face and I think she is going to kiss him.
“Back off now, Reese. I’m not interested. At all.” He steps towards me and grabs my hand to lead me back to his room.
I feel awkward about the confrontation and I wonder if Reed feels like that about Kyle. He said he didn’t date her though. My mind starts spinning and I wonder if he lied to me or if it happened several times. The way she talked to me it is as if she knows him well enough.
We get back into Reed’s room and he shuts the door and then locks it for good measure. When he turns back around to face me I see that his face is red, but I’m not sure if he’s embarrassed or mad.
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” I say to try to sidestep the awkwardness I feel.
“No it’s not. I’m sorry.” He reaches for my hands and rubs both of my pinky fingers. “She has no right to confront you like that, and she does not know me like she thinks she does.” He holds my gaze and his eyes are vibrant.
I bite down on the bottom corner of my lip because I’m not sure what to say. A light pressure starts to build in my head from the confrontation, but I don’t let on that my head hurts. I’d be lying if I said the things she said did not bother me. They do. However, I don’t want to dwell on this. I just want to be with Reed and focus on him tonight… leave all of our problems to the side for… tomorrow.
I lean up on the balls of my feet to reach up to his lips. I press my lips into his with hope to distract him from this conversation.
Chapter 32
My kiss only alludes him for a moment, but he doesn’t further the conversation. He pulls back his comforter and helps me into his bed. He props the pillows up for me so that I can sit up. Then he asks me about my head and I tell him I am fine. It is only a little white lie. He gives me a bottle of water and then heads off to the bathroom.
Once he is back we lie facing each other in his bed with the comforter pulled down. He is lightly stroking my cheek and then runs his fingertips down my neck all the way down over my hips to the bottom hem of my shorts.
“These are too much. Almost as good as your tennis skirts.” He tugs the bottom hem playfully. I smile and let out a little giggle.
“You like? Hmmm, hardly seems fair that you are still in your jeans, Reed!” I pull at one of the belt loops and cause him to move closer to me.
I push him back against his pillows forcing him to lie on his back. Then I carefully climb on top of him straddling his hips. We stay still in this position for a moment. Any awkwardness from before has disappeared. His eyes say so much. It’s as if I can see desire, lust and passion burning in them. I know I feel those emotions and long for his hands to be on me. I’m ready to get lost and distracted. It seems only Reed can do that for me. Thoughts of the past and the future are pushed to the back of my mind. Right now, the present is all that matters to me. My lips part slightly with my intake of a breath. The right words escape me when his hands run up my bare thighs sending a current throughout my body. One of his hands caresses my hip and the other runs across my cheek with his fingers brushing over my parted lips.
“I don’t know what this is Katherine.” His voice is a bit husky and it sounds like heaven to me.
“Me neither, but I like it.” I speak through his fingers that now move back to my other hip.
“I more than like it… you do something to me that is foreign and goes against all past experiences and emotions.” I tilt my head to the side as I take in his words. For a moment I allow myself to really believe that I mean more to him than… anyone else.
“I want you.” It’s bold and forward, but I don’t care. My goal of losing thought of everything is all I can think of. I slide myself down to his thighs and drag my finger tips from his chest down to the top of his jeans. I don’t allow any hesitation as I start to unbutton his jeans. At the sight of the top of his Calvin Klein boxers I bite down on the bottom corner of my lip. Partially exposed are his muscles from his abs and I can see the definition that follows downward. I run my fingertips slightly under the band of Calvin Klein and Reed’s head leans back as he licks his lips and presses them firmly together.
“Katherine. You have no idea what you do to me.” He lets out a hum from his throat that comes out masculine and deep. “I’m worried about you though. I don’t want to risk you feeling worse.”
“Reed, I don’t think you could make me feel worse. I remember too much of how I felt with you on Friday and Saturday.” I blush deeply, but he grins up at me looking devious and wickedly sexy. Yep, that’s the panty dropping smile. “I want you. I want to get lost in this. I want you to distract me from everything else. I need that.” I’m being brutally honest with him. I’ve never done that before and I can’t tell if it’s words of passion or just selfishness. He doesn’t respond. Then he moves me from him gently and gets up to adjust the lights leaving only the lamp on low by his nightstand. He reaches for a remote to play his iPod. Soon the soft guitar sounds of Stubborn Love by the Lumineers fills the room. I’m starting to feel like my confession was a bad idea, but then he stands to the side of the bed that I am not on and slowly removes his jeans. I’m thankful my boldness paid off. I decide to take a step further.
“Mmmmm. Thank you, since your taking requests, how about the shirt?” He huffs out a low chuckle with a smile that causes a dimple to appear on the left side of his cheek.
“Demanding little thing aren’t you?” The husky tone in his voice is more than appealing.
“Yes, I am.” I smile seductively keeping my eyes hooded. His eyes are crystal clear blue and never waver away from mine. In Reed style, he takes his time as he pulls the bottom hem of his shirt up and eventually over his head. I can’t hide my attraction to him. It’s pointless really. His taut figure is alluring and I can’t stop myself from blushing. His eyes sweep over me and I suddenly become hyperaware of my own clothing. I feel a warmth spread over me and I know that I am probably crimson red. I press my lips together firmly though and start to pull upward on the hem of my shirt.
“Oh no you don’t, that’s my job.” I release a grin and my blush slowly settles.
He moves towards the end of the bed and reaches up locking his hands around my ankles and pulls me to the end of the bed. I let out a giggle as I slide down towards him.
“I like hearing you laugh. It’s been too many days without it.” I don’t respond, but just smile at him. The comment is sweet, but it gets me thinking of how unfair it is again. He should never have had to see the things that he did over the last few days. He shouldn’t have had to see me distraught, broken and weak. I quickly push these dark thoughts to the back of my mind and remind myself what tonight is about… The present… Here and now.
My knees are pressed together bent upward with my feet still on the bed. Reed is bent slightly with his hands locked around my ankles still. His muscles across his chest and shoulders are flexed at just the right angle with a lingering tan still evident. Before he releases my ankles he gently spreads my legs open. His hands land on the side of my head with his body pressed between my legs. Yet his weight is minimal. I reach up to meet his lips and the force I press into them has his lips parting with my tongue gliding into him eagerly. I push my chest into his craving his touch. I want his hands on me. I want him to devour my need. Anticipation runs wild through my blood and I wrap my legs around his waist. Reed lets a deep and throaty groan out into my mouth, which only encourages me to wrap my legs tighter, pushing him closer to me. He falls into me closer causing him to drop to his elbows. I let my hands roam over his structured body from his shoulders down his back to his chest and over his taut abdomen. One of his hands threads through my hair to the base of my neck t
ugging my head and neck back. His lips run across my jaw to my ear and I throw my head back even more pressing my breasts tightly into Reed. He flicks his tongue between my neck and ear.
“Mmmmmm,” I moan out louder than I had anticipated.
“Beautiful. Katherine, I can’t get enough of you… just you.” His hand runs down to my stomach up the side and under my cami and shirt. His pace slows at the touch of my breast as he gently massages and roams freely. The tingles and shivers jolt me into a frenzy of anticipation. I’m eager for him to keep roaming and release the building pleasure. His lips stay kissing, sucking and flicking at my neck and ear. It’s almost too much as I rock myself into him.
“More, Reed… I need you,” I whisper out all raspy and out of breath. I let myself be wrapped up in the moment and push shame aside.
“Oh beautiful, I need you too, more than you know.” He flicks his tongue down my throat and I drag my fingers up his backside. I almost dig my nails into him out of desirous greed. “Katherine, remind me how you noticed me…” His words hum into the base of my throat. I had almost forgotten all about that conversation and laugh a little to myself that he is looking for some kind of reassurance I assume.
“My second night here at the party in the backyard…” His mouth moves further down and both of his hands move to the hem of my shirt. “Your eyes, I remember them glancing at me and then traveling over me from head to toe…” His hands start to pull my cami and shirt up in unison revealing the bottoms of my overly sensitized breasts. My breathing has become erratic going from slow to fast. I can’t talk as his fingers tips lightly stroke right below my breasts.
“Go on, Katherine.” His fingers pause as he waits for me to continue. I don’t care that this is a game because frankly, I’ll play anything just to keep his wandering hands on me.
“… Your eyes were covered by some of your hair, but I remember that they were clear, crystal, ocean blue.” His fingers continue to pull my shirts up revealing all of my bare breasts. He does this slowly and his fingertips brush against my taut nipples. My lips part and I’m breathing heavy and then I whimper. “It’s always your eyes…” I lift my arms over my head and he continues through pulling my shirts off throwing them to the floor. “I can always see intensity, curiosity, sadness, anger, and passion… so much passion in them.”
“Only for you, beautiful girl.” His mouth moves up to my lips and kisses them briefly. He is holding himself up slightly just on one elbow and his other hand begins to graze over one of my breasts while his mouth is on the other. His tongue lashes over my nipple while his hand caresses. The sensation is intense and exquisite. I run my hands through his hair tugging as the pressure inside me builds. I rock and rub myself against him begging for more from him. Like before, he is deliberate and in control. I feel myself losing control. My hands are crazed as they drift down to the hem of his Calvin Klein’s. He doesn’t let me get too far though as both his hands glide down to the sides of my hips. He latches on to the top of my shorts linking his thumbs into the sides of my underwear as he pulls them effortlessly down. There is a brief break in contact as he takes them all the way off, but before I have time to miss his touch he is back to me.
Crouched before my spread legs at the end of his bed, I feel overly exposed but the desire and passion I see in Reed’s blue eyes takes away any embarrassment I have. His hands move to my breasts cupping and stroking them as they slowly travel down to my stomach. His touch is feather light. He moves to my hips and grips them, pulling me up towards his mouth. He runs kisses across my stomach from hip to hip. Then he moves to the insides of my thigh gingerly kissing and licking. He moves my hips back down to the bed and pulls back while latching onto my ankles to spread my legs even further.
His lips start at the top of my core and suck over my most sensitive body part. It’s gentle and easy, but I thrash my hips up at the contact. My body is on sensation overload ready to explode. That’s exactly what happens with the slightest lick, suck and flick of Reed’s tongue over and over again. His expert fingers move into me in perfect unison with his tongue. I fist my hands at my sides into the bedding and moan out in pleasure. As his finger hooks into a spot of incredible pleasure and his lips slightly suck I let myself go.
“Perfect, beautiful.” I hear Reed whisper against my thigh and then press a sweet kiss to me.
I can’t respond as I still bask in the aftershocks. The waves of pleasure run through me slowly drifting away and I’m too weak to try to hold onto it. My mind and body are sated. There is no throbbing in my head and I feel perfect. The only thoughts in my mind are of Reed. I feel completely and utterly lost in him. Mmmmm. Thank you, Reed.
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I wake up hours later wrapped up in Reed’s arms. The last thing I really remember was Reed cleaning me again like last time. I tried to stay awake, but my mind and body were feeling no pain for the first time in a long time. Reed must have moved us up to the top of the bed and slipped us under the comforter. Our legs are tangled together and I am pressed against his chest. His arms and hands are in a tight protective embrace around me. It’s comforting and my heart sings a little. My arms are around his midsection lazily, but I move my hands and kiss him. I notice his underwear is still on and that I am still bare. I can’t tell if he is awake so I peek up at him and I see a pair of midnight blues staring at me. Tenderness is evident as he leans in to kiss me.
“Hey, sleepy.”
“Hi,” I say sheepishly.
“I’m glad you slept. How’s your head?”
“Good, really good. Thank you,” I say as I hug him to me. He reaches over to the side of the bed to his nightstand moving us up a little to an almost sitting position.
Handing me my water he says, “You need to drink so you don’t get dehydrated.” Between Maggie and him, my recovery has been ensured.
“Thank you for taking such good care of me. I don’t deserve this.” He takes my water from me to put it back on the nightstand. Then he rolls me on top of him raking his hands up the back of my thighs, curves of my backside and back. His hands tangle up into my hair gripping me towards him and then kissing me more forceful than usual. I match his force with the slashing of my own tongue. His exploration is deep with his lips opening and closing around mine, teeth nipping at my tongue and bottom lip as if he is trying to tell me so much more. I feel a heat race through to my heart and my breathing quickens. I moan into his mouth wanting more again. He slows the kiss and pulls back to kiss my forehead and then drags his lips and nose down to my lips. He hovers in front of me as he tries to slow his own breathing.
“Yes you do. You deserve more, Kate. I’m not sure I deserve you though… you are so pure and perfect. I know I’m not even remotely worthy of you. But God, when you let yourself get lost, I can’t help myself. I want all of you. I want to take all your pleasure. I’m lost in you, Katherine. I don’t even want to think about who I was before you… without you.” He hesitates for a few moments as I absorb the profoundness of his words. If only he knew how worthy he is. If only he knew that I want more from myself for him so that I am someone worthy of him. “I can’t stand the thought of Kyle having any ounce of you. “
“He never had me like this. Never.” It’s true. I used to feel an empty void when I would think about Kyle intimately.
“Did you have sex?” I can’t avoid his eyes even though I desperately want to as I feel a blush creep up onto my face.
“Yes.” It hurts for me to say it. I guess a part of me always regretted sleeping with Kyle. It was such a pressure and rush. I never felt like I gave myself to him freely and lovingly. I longed to always feel more out of the experience and it never happened. I blink my eyes closed because I don’t want to feel ashamed, but part of me does because I feel like I was used.
“Hey, don’t shy away. I just want… to get to know you more, that’s all. I’m not judging. I never would judge you like that, Kate.” Relief floods through me.
“He’s the only one I’v
e ever had any intimacy with and-and it was something that wasn’t easy for me. It was different and it happened very little.” I push my head down to the crook of his neck as a panic feeling races through me. “What about you?” I ask hesitantly. His hands wrap around me holding me close to him.
“God, I will never lie to you, but I’m so afraid I’m going to scare you away at some point. I’m not used to opening myself up and with you I want to because I want you, all of you to myself. I’m afraid the more you learn about me the less you will want to be with me.”
“It’s the opposite, Reed,” I whisper into his neck. The light circles he is rubbing on my back are soothing.
“My past is not perfect. Far from it. I’ve never felt like this about someone before though. I have only ever really used girls before you… Shit, I’m sorry. I hate telling you this. I didn’t always sleep with them and if I did I always used protection. I’ve been tested regularly. And now it’s been months since I’ve been with anyone.” He held me tighter and I can feel him let out a deep breath. I know this is hard for him, but I am thankful he isn’t lying to me. This isn’t as hard to hear as he thinks it is because I already know he has a past. I’ve known since the day I got here. I kiss his neck to let him know I am okay.
“How many?”
“A lot.” He pauses and I wait to see if he will give me more information. I want numbers, but I’m not sure why. “I haven’t counted, but there were more who I did not sleep with… just other stuff.” This last sentence he rushes out and I can tell he is bracing himself for a reaction from me. But as I lay there wrapped up bare in his arms, I just don’t care. He has been nothing, but sweet, kind, comforting and focused on me. I don’t have as long as a list as Reed, but I still have a past and as he knows all too well it isn’t any easy one.
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