He grabbed my wrist without missing a beat and pulled me in the direction of his bedroom. “Bedroom, now.”
“In a hurry much?” I giggled after him.
“Unless you want it bare in my kitchen, I think it’s best we come in here,” he replied. Pushing me back to the large, cloud bed, he brought me down on my back moving his massive body over me in one movement. He ran a hungry gaze over my skin, lighting each inch of me on fire in his wake. “You are gorgeous,” he breathed before taking a brown nipple into his hot mouth again. I sucked in gasps of air as he moved his tongue over me, sucking and tasting. I squirmed under his weight enjoying the feel of him atop me. His hands never left my breasts as he trailed kisses down over my belly working quickly to slide my panties down my legs with his teeth. “As sexy as these are, they are in my damn way.” I heard him murmur.
“Can’t have that.” The words came out breathy as he kissed up the inner side of my ankle and licked and sucked his way up my leg.
“Yes, I don’t want any hindrances from having what I want.” I sucked in a breath a his heated words and the feel of his hands and mouth on my skin were ever so close to where I needed him most. “For the love of God, kiss me there, Reid. I want to feel your mouth on me.”
“Yes, tell me exactly what you want, baby. I’ll give you whatever you need,” he groaned as his fingers found and teased my wet opening. “Oh, Reid, yes…” I pleaded. “Touch me…” I could barely get the words out my mouth. He slid a finger into my wet heat. “Like this, baby? Is this what you need?” he asked, stroking that internal spot sure to send me soaring.
“Oh, God. Yes.” I moved against his hand as he pressed his digit inside me. “Just like that!” I felt him smile against my leg.
“How about this?” he asked, letting another finger join the first. I squeezed my eyes tight riding the wave as he moved two fingers in and out of me twisting and hitting my G spot. “Baby, you are so wet for me.” His fingers felt amazing, but I know what awaited me with that thick appendage between his strong thighs. I wanted to feel him buried inside me again, balls deep, as he drove into me without mercy. I moved my hips in the exact rhythm I needed.
My eyes popped open when he stopped his movements. I watched him as he moved to his full height in front of me. I was not shy about dropping my gaze to the very thing I wanted, bobbing hard and proud for me. “Why’d you stop?” I pouted.
“You seem like you may need something else,” he said, reaching for his bedside table to pull out that foil wrapper I knew was hidden within.
“Let me help with that,” I said.
I sat up and moved to the side of the bed just in front of him. I felt his dark gray eyes follow my every move as I snagged the wrapper from the fingers that had been buried inside me moments before. I placed the foil in between my teeth and ripped it open with one attempt. Pulling the rubber from its confines, my fingers immediately came in contact with his silky smooth skin. His engorged erection jerked under my touch as I stroked him once, then twice. His hand reached for my wrist stopping the movements. “Look, sweetheart you keep stroking me like that, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to control what I do,” he said, putting his forehead to mine.
“What, you mean this?” I cooed while my fingers continued their assault.
“I can, and will, have you on your back and this dick deep inside in a matter of seconds, baby. Do not tease me,” he warned.
“You promise?” I tightened my grip and looked up into his steely gaze.
“Keep it up…” He whispered across my jaw trailing kisses to my mouth.
“I am.” I breathed. “Very up.”
His warm hands found my breasts again, kneading me until my nipples formed a stiff peak. “Put the condom on, Addison. No more games,” he ordered.
I did as I was told, not losing eye contact with him as I slid the latex over his stiff erection. His jaw tightened as I stroked him again and again. I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his cock placing the condom over the bead of precum forming there. I lowered my head as he watched me engulf the head of his erection and use my lips to move the condom down over his dick.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned out. “You are going to be the death of me,” he murmured.
“No, Reid. I need you very much alive. I need you inside me, now.” I moved back from him onto his bed, lying against his pillows. I spread my legs to him as a buffet. He obliged, coming after me, stalking me across the bedspread until he hovered over me.
His warm hand moved up over my belly capturing one of my breasts. He moved his mouth over the nipple again. He was clearly a breast man, and I didn't mind it one bit. However, right now, I was impatient. I wanted more and needed it, now. “Reid, don’t make me wait,” I whined, wiggling under his touch.
The cocky bastard had the nerve to chuckle, as he nuzzled my breasts. “Do you want me?”
“You are the one that said stop playing games.” I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling his erection move against my wet opening.
“Tell me you want me, Addison. Talk dirty to me, baby,” he said, running his tongue in circles over my already engorged nipples.
“Reid, for the love of God… will you just fuck me? Damn it. What do you want me to do? Beg! I want to feel you inside me, balls deep buried. I want to scream your name. I want your goddamn neighbors to hear it,” I said, digging my fingertips into his arms.
I was unable to say another single thing more, because he took me at my word and thrust into me with one fluid motion, taking my breath away. No words could be found, his dick so deep it captured my very vocals. He then pulled out and buried his cock in me again. I arched off the bed taking him deeper. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” he asked, while rotating his hips and hitting my G spot with each thrust and rotation. “Ahhh, God… Fuck, yes! I yelled, holding onto his arms for support. A life line of some sort. This was gonna be quick and raw, and I needed every bit of it. He rocked into me again anchoring my body with one solid arm while the other held him from crushing me with his hulking weight. “Look at me, Addison,” he grunted in between thrusts. His arm wrapped under my waist, squeezing tighter. I opened up to look into his steel-colored eyes filled with lust and longing staring right back. “You feel so damn good, baby. I could spend all night in you; fall asleep buried inside you.” His mouth closed over mine. “It’s so fucking good.” I felt the first of my orgasm coming fast. I tried to vocalize, but he devoured my screams with his mouth. “Yes, come for me, baby. Give me that orgasm,” he groaned as I gave him just what he asked before he too released.
Chapter 14
I moved a hand over my eyes and down my face.
Oh shit.
I woke with a start, blinking my eyes.
Damn, it’s bright as all hell outside.
I moaned, my aching body making it hard to roll over to look at the clock on the bedside table.
6:00 am.
God, I needed to get up and shower; I had to be at work in three hours.
I noticed the side table drawer was slightly open. Reaching to close it, I remembered why it was opened in the first place, and why it wasn’t my nightstand, or my bed.
Reid… Oh God.
Lunch had turned into dinner and dinner had turned into spending the night. We had sex so many times, I couldn't even count. The lower regions of my body deliciously ached in every spot possible, where his hands had touched me and his skilled mouth sucked me. A dull ache radiated through the insides of my legs where he’d spread me wide and plunged to the hilt without mercy…
A sly grin passed over my face. He was everything I thought he’d be in bed and more.
He’d now taught me more things than just Employment Law, that was for damn sure. His bedroom was a whole other classroom. I was here for every part of this lesson. My body would show visible signs of his nips and sucks to go along with the aches in my joints. Hopefully, I’d feel this way again soon. After waking up from a night of pleasure with Reid Matheson, I wanted more.
I rolled to my left where he had laid last night, but he wasn’t there, just empty, rumpled sheets. I closed my eyes and listened. It sounded quiet in the house. I wondered where he’d gone. I pushed myself away from the bed and tiptoed across the bedroom and opened the door. The sound of silence met me. I looked down at my body and realized I was still naked. I grabbed for one of the robes on the back of the door instead of his comforter like I had the night I was with him before, when Arlene had showed up. Thank God we didn't have the exact scenario again. The last thing I needed was for her to catch me here after the dramatic performance she put on in the office yesterday. I'd have to face her soon enough, but the thought of facing her naked, creeping from Reid’s bed is not a thought I wanted to have before coffee.
Speaking of which, the delicious scent of Arabica beans assaulted my senses as soon as I opened his bedroom door. I wrapped the robe tightly with the belt around my body before nearly floating toward the kitchen, seeking out the very nectar of the gods.
I spotted a full pot of coffee on his kitchen counter, but no signs of Reid. I looked around his space, knowing there were only so many places he could be. He wasn't in the bedroom, obviously. Maybe he went out on the patio, but why would he leave the bed and go out there at this hour? I could see the rest of his living space from where I stood, unless he was in the game room. I called out his name, but the silence of his home echoed back.
Hmm, okay.
I turned and looked at the refrigerator where I spotted a note tacked to the stainless steel by a magnet. On it I noted Reid’s perfect scroll writing.
Good morning, Gorgeous.
Went for my morning run. Have to get my cardio in before the day starts. If you want to use the shower to get ready for work , please feel free. Make sure to call Hank to take you home. I'll see you at the office.
Thinking of you,
-RM
After dinner last night, he had told me he was an early riser so he could get his daily jog in. This was after he convinced me I should just stay the night and leave in the morning for work instead of trying to rush home in the middle of the night. I had agreed because I was freaking exhausted and his arms felt so good around me. I didn't want to get up to call an Uber or a Hank, not while he was pulling me into his hard chest after the second round of love making.
Love making?
Who in the hell was I trying to fool?
That was a roll in the hay, Addison. Good old fashioned sex.
“Awesome, mind blowing sex,” I groaned aloud. How in the hell was I gonna face him at work today or at class tonight after rolling around in his bed all night until we were both physically worn out?
Not a smart move.
However, a very satisfying mistake. I won’t live with regrets. I loved every minute of my time with him and could go for round two. But for now, I needed to do the walk of shame out of here and get home, shower and get ready for work. Though I loved that he offered to let me use his shower and driver, I didn’t want to go down that road. We weren’t quite to the ‘using his personal things’ stage, yet. I quickly dressed in my clothes from the day before and ordered up an Uber with deft fingers. I wanted to get out of dodge before Reid showed back up and made me change my mind.
Exactly two hours and forty five minutes later, dressed in a dark blue power suit, I stepped into the office. Reid had texted several times asking why I left before he got back from his run. My answer was short and sweet.
I had to get ready for work.
He didn’t much care for that response. I was sure I’d hear about it when he made his way in this morning. Maybe if I was lucky, he’d make me pay for it behind closed doors. My cheeks warmed at the thought of the possibility of that payment. Reid was very skilled...mouth, fingers, tongue…dick.
I fanned the flush away with my hand as the young receptionist smiled and greeted me. “Good morning, Ms. Mitchell. Are you warm?” she asked, looking me over.
Shit.
“Uh, morning, Brittney. Just a little...winded is all. I’ll be fine.”
Not if he gets his hands on me in my office, I won’t.
I cleared my throat, erasing the thought. Taking my mail from the girl, I asked, “Do I have any messages?”
Kayla came around the corner at that minute and spotted me. “Cute outfit,” she said, looking at me from head to toe. “Something is different about you.” She eyed me quizzically.
“What do you mean?” I asked, adjusting my suit and standing a bit taller.
“Hmm. I dunno…”
Kayla ‘hmm’d’ me.
“She does have a glow,” Brittney chimed in.
Christ, I was being sized up by the office assistants. Surely they couldn’t tell I had mind-blowing-fuck-me senseless sex the entire night.
Could they?
I know I felt well satisfied. Who knew I looked like it too.
Kayla waved a dismissing hand. “Anyway, Mr. Matherson is in with Joe right now, but he wants to see you as soon as he is done. He requested a meeting with you if you are free.” Kayla typed away at the tablet in her hand. “It looks like you have some time this morning—”
“What is this meeting regarding?” I asked, cutting her off hoping the butterflies flapping their damnable wings in the pit of my stomach wouldn’t bubble forth in a bout of nervous giggles. One and a half nights with him and he had me giddy and feening for more.
Though, we were at work. This could very well be about the merger since he was in with Joe before he wanted to talk to me. That was it. Just work, I reasoned.
The girl at the desk looked at me with a twinkle in her eye. “Who needs a reason to meet with him? He is something to look at. Am I right, ladies?” The girl’s dreamy tone caused a pang of jealousy to rear its ugly head in me. I didn’t know where it came from. A few romps in the hay didn’t mean I held stakes.
Kayla must have noticed my facial expression. She swooped in and handled it.
“Brittney, you’re talking about one of the senior consultants here. He’s also Addison’s and John’s law professor. You are making Addison uncomfortable. We can talk about his tight ass later,” she hissed, looking around to see if anyone had heard. I narrowed a glance at Kayla. Who said anything about his tight ass? Obviously she’d been checking him out, too.
Hmm. It wasn’t beyond me to throat punch two teeny boppers today...
“Oh, right. Sorry.” Brittney blushed and stifled a chuckle.
Kayla continued, “So, he didn’t say what the meeting was about. I would assume a case?”
Unless he wanted to talk about the wild sweaty night we had between his sheets...
This could be casual, though. We were both adults. We didn’t need to bring the romp to the office especially when these two young sleuth detectives seemed to be onto me.
I flipped through my mail quickly. “What is this?” I asked, eyeing the gold envelope with red ribbon tied around it.
“Formal invitation to the fundraiser gala at the Chateau Cruzer,” Kayla responded.
“That place is amazing,” Brittney said, dramatically rolling her eyes shut and putting a hand to her ample bosom. “I am so excited, but I need to find a date.”
“It’s a must, I have to get a new gown for this,” Kayla said in a gossipy tone.
“Was the whole office invited? Never mind, I’m not going.” I made a face placing the card back on top of my mail stack.
“What? Why on earth not?” Kayla asked, her tone monotone. I looked back up at her and realized what I said may have come across snobby. It’s not like I wasn’t going because they were going. This was about Arlene and Reid. I didn’t want to deal with that shit, if he was showing any ounce of attention to me in her presence. If the clients and investors were at this event, Arlene was sure to show her crazy ass, and no one had time for that.
“Kayla, I didn’t mean anything by it.” I attempted to smooth things over but the girl’s attention was no longer on me.
I looked over as John H
uber, the other paralegal and my law cohort, came up to the desk. He was handsome enough if you were into the Clark Kent vibe; black rimmed glasses and dark hair. A real beta type. He was nice enough and we studied together on occasion while we were in the law library. He was another one of Joe’s paralegals, though Arlene liked to pull him in on her cases when I was working bigger projects.
I hadn’t really noticed it until now, but the way Kayla was looking at him like her mid-morning snack, could be why he was sniffing around more than usual.
“Not going to the event, Addison? It’s sure to be a good time,” he said, stopping near us.
“Not really my scene,” I lied. I liked a chance to dress up pretty just as much as the next girl, but I didn’t need another fiasco like the other night at the cocktail hour. It was bad enough I had to see them at the office. I didn’t need to be tempted by the forbidden fruit outside of these confines.
Reid would be the type to have no problems pulling me into a dark room and having his dirty way whether Arlene was around or not. Someone had to use their head in all of this; the one on our neck and not in our pants.
Before I could protest further, an office door opened and Reid whisked through. His gorgeous face was serious and unsmiling. My heart stopped momentarily when his dark gray eyes met mine. He didn’t acknowledge me, thpugh.
“Good Morning, Mr. Matheson,” Brittney cooed. She made a show out of standing and leaning over her desk to sort through the mail offering Reid a view of her cleavage. “Your mail, and your messages,” she said, handing him the papers. Reid was not oblivious to the show the girl was putting on for him and rolled his eyes. “Thank you…uh...”
“Brittney,” the girl provided.
“Right,” he responded absently, looking down at the invitation, eyeing it suspiciously.
I wondered if he’d say anything to me after the night we shared. I don’t think he would in front of this small crowd. “Good morning, everyone,” he said, looking at Kayla and then John. My heart sank a bit. I don’t know what I wanted him to say. There wasn’t much he could right now. But, the lack of even a simple greeting had me so conflicted.
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