Page 40 of Reckless Storm (San Francisco End Game #3)

Reed

J esus Christ. “Do with me what you will.”

“Fuck, Hayls. You’re asking for more than I can give you.

” It takes everything in my power not to release my cock and fuck her into oblivion.

But we had a deal and I’m sticking to it.

My plan is to act now and process the consequences later.

Although judging by my pounding heart, I think I already know.

“Then give me everything you can.” Hayley sits up and lifts her feet to the counter before lying back and opening herself wider for me, giving me a clear view of my fingers working her core.

My cock throbs against my zipper, begging for action.

After twisting my fingers inside her, I take a chance and tease her back hole, letting my finger linger as she moans.

Her hole puckers but she cries out, lifting her ass to get closer to my hand. “Yes, Reed. God .”

Resisting the urge to finger her ass—yet—I continue my pursuit on her pussy, pumping inside her as she meets my hand thrust for thrust.

Our ragged breaths fill the air as I work her, my eyes locked on her expression, watching what I do to her, marveling at how beautiful she is when she silently comes apart.

I brush my thumb against her clit and her lips part as she mewls, drawing my eyes to her mouth.

My heart slams to my chest and in that moment, I want to kiss her more than anything else in the goddamn world, which is exactly why I shouldn’t. Why I won’t.

Focusing on her legs, I tease her clit again and she pivots her hips, seeking more. “Yes. Please,” she begs, her voice desperate, sending a spark of electricity straight to my cock. “God, Reed. I’m so close.” She bucks against my hand and cries out, her body heaving off the counter.

Spreading her with my fingers, I circle her clit, careful not to touch it, teasing her before I lean forward, blowing on her hole at the same time I finally give her what she wants.

“Oh, God. Oh, God. Yes.” Her head drops back and she lets out a high-pitched moan, falling over the edge. “Reed.” Her body quakes as she finds her release. “God. Reed.”

With her fingers curled into the hard surface of the counter, her body writhes in front of me, her hips jolting against my hand as she gasps for air. And when I finally slow my movements, she sucks in a breath, smiling in relief.

But I’m not ready for this to be done.

“I want more,” I rasp, my eyes locked on her swollen pussy as I taste her, licking her arousal from my fingers. “I know you’ve got another one in you.”

“ Jesus .” Hayley’s eyes widen and I palm her inner thighs, dragging my hands along her skin, making her shiver as I lean in, spreading her legs farther.

“This time I want you to coat my fingers as you scream my name. And I want it to be loud.”

“Holy shit, Reed. Who are you?”

Ignoring her question, I glide my thumbs toward her ass, teasing her rim as my gaze meets hers, seeking permission. Her eyes roll into her head but she gives me a nod as the word yes rushes from her lips.

Turning my hand, I line up with both entrances before ever so slowly inching inside her, watching my fingers as she takes me in.

“God, Reed. This. I—”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Hell, no, it’s good. Too good.”

I move slowly, caught between edging her and making sure she’s okay until she rocks her hips, fucking my hand with perfection.

As I pump harder, she meets my fervor, her cries loud, ragged, uncontrollable, and I’m loving every second of it. Watching her fall apart is like ecstasy, and I want more.

Her walls tighten and she clenches her teeth, her body shaking as her second orgasm builds. “God, I—”

“I know, Baby.”

I rub her clit with my thumb, playing the little bud as my fingers continue to work her, watching as she’s screaming my name, thrashing against me, coating my hand just as I asked. Her body spasms and I crowd her in, trapping my hand between us, only slowing down when she begs me to stop.

She falls back onto the counter and covers her face with her hands, drawing my gaze to the rise and fall of her chest. And God, I wish she was naked.

After lying quietly for a beat, she lets out a soft laugh and I chuckle back at her. But when she moves her hands, her eyes locking with mine…I’m fucked.

Hayley’s a bombshell, all the fucking time, but in this moment—sated, flushed, vulnerable and mine —she’s so goddamn beautiful my chest aches.

She bites her lip and smiles shyly with no idea how badly I want her. Sitting up, she runs a hand through her messy blonde hair. “That was…” She trails off, shaking her head with a sigh.

“Lost for words again?”

“Yes. It seems to be a common occurrence with you.”

“I like it.”

“I bet you do.”

I turn away as I chuckle, feeling uncomfortable now that she’s half naked and I’m no longer getting her off. I’m about to throw her some clothes when she grabs my wrist to stop me. “Your turn?”

Fuck.

I’m hard as stone but I’m not sure that’s a good idea.

“I’m good. Let’s—”

Hayley slides to the edge of the counter and drops her feet to the ground, instantly wrapping a hand around the bulge in my pants. “It’s happening. But don’t worry, Reed. This isn’t about you. It’s all for me.”

She rises to her toes, nibbling on my ear as her hand slips beneath my waistband, whispering… “I’ve been thinking about this for months .”

Christ . My cock pulses and Hayley moans, laughing to herself. “Maybe it’s a little bit for you too.”

She curls her fingers around my girth before rubbing her thumb over my tip, collecting the pre cum that’s dripping for her, showing her how desperately I want this.

I hold my breath so I don’t come the second she starts moving, but she shocks me by releasing her hand and pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“Don’t hate me.” Her nose scrunches as her shoulder lifts in a shrug. “I have to do this.”

“What—”

Dropping my pants, she falls to her knees, wrapping her mouth around my tip, rolling her tongue before her soft lips glide along my length. I curse as she moans, my head falling back until I register what she’s doing and growl.

“Fuck, Hayls. We said no mouths.”

She shakes her head and grabs my ass, using the leverage to rock my hips as she sucks me deeper, working my cock while I protest.

“Hayls. This… Ah, fuck.”

My tip hits the back of her throat, and the sensation has me jerking into her, making her cry out as she gasps for air.

“Fuck, I’m so— Jesus.”

She grabs my balls to cut me off and I buck against her, glancing down as she finds her rhythm, staring up at me with a satisfied smirk.

And I lose all restraint.

“You want this?” I snap, running my hands through her hair as she nods up at me. “All of me?”

She pulls back, releasing my cock with a pop as she smiles. “All of you.”

That’s all I needed to know.

Grabbing the back of her head, I grip my cock and line it up with her mouth, guiding her closer as her lips part. I give her a second to breathe before our eyes lock and a silent conversation takes place.

She wants everything I’m planning to give her and she wants it now.

With my fingers curling around her ponytail, I tilt her head, opening her throat as she grabs my ass and nods in acknowledgment.

I groan at her obedience before pumping into her, fucking her face with abandon.

She cries out as her body jolts and her nails bite into my flesh, pulling me closer, desperate for me like I’m desperate for her.

My balls tingle as my release builds, and when she moans against my cock, the vibrations set me off and I tug her hair, forcing her to look at me so I can tell her what’s coming.

“Get ready for me, Baby. I’m about to fill that pretty little mouth.”

She moans again, louder this time, and I spill into her, grunting as I watch her drinking me in, my cum spilling down her chin. She continues to suck me, swallowing as much as she can until I’m convulsing against her, my cock jolting uncontrollably.

“Fuck, Hayls. You’re perfect.” I curse as I pull out of her, reaching for her hands so I can lift her to her feet, both of us falling against the counter, our rapid breathing in sync, my heart pounding in my chest.

And my fingers still intertwined with hers.

We’re quiet for a beat, my mind reeling over what the fuck I’m doing until Hayley breaks the silence, bursting out laughing. “How the hell did Bria resist you with that mouth?”

What? My eyes flash to hers and I frown. Why would she bring up Bria? And… “Why would I ever talk to my best friend like that?” Fuck, I just spoke to Hayley like that.

“Why wouldn’t you? Because if you did , she wouldn’t be your best friend anymore.”

She bounces her eyebrows and I somehow manage a strangled laugh. “Does that mean we’re not best friends anymore?” I ask with a smirk.

“No,” she giggles lightly. “Our situation is vastly different.”

I internally cringe but she’s right. Only, I’m glad Bria never knew me that way. Because while I may be confused at the moment, I don’t think I want her to like me anymore. Not like that anyway.

“So…” Hayley lifts herself up onto the counter, drawing my attention to the naked flesh between her legs. I stifle a groan, glancing away until she crosses her legs, placing her hands in her lap. “What do you think?”

Huh? “About what?”

“About Bria knowing all that.”

What the fuck? “Are you suggesting we tell her?”

Hayley nods and my chest aches for all the wrong reasons. “If your goal is for her to melt at your feet and worship the ground you walk on, then I would. Definitely.” She grins proudly, and I smile back, though I’m not feeling it.

I haven’t spoken to Bria since she turned up at my football game, surprising me for the first time in years, before proceeding to tell me she’s worried about me, that I’m changing, and she’s not sure if she likes the person I’ve become.

And instead of arguing back and reminding her how much she’s changed, what did I do? I questioned myself. I spent the better part of the next day wondering if she was right. Thinking that maybe it was all my fault since I couldn’t handle this crush anymore.

And that fucked me up even more.

“How are you not married already?” Hayley continues, bringing my mind back to the present.

“You’re the complete package. I mean, you were already a catch before now with your ripped, tattooed exterior and sweet caring center.

Now you’re adding a dirty mouth? Honestly, I’m surprised I’m not dead. Because…I don’t even have any words.”

“You’re talking a lot for someone that’s speechless.” I smirk and she rolls her eyes.

“If I don’t talk, I’m likely to use my mouth for something else.”

Her eyes drop to my cock again and it twitches right on cue. Fuck. I grunt deep in the back of my throat. “Rule number whatever we’re up to. No teasing after the fact. This is about a release, and we’ve both had that already.”

I’m not sure I can handle any more today. Hell, I’m not convinced I’m sane for agreeing to this plan in the first place. Or did I initiate it? I don’t even know anymore. Only, now that the seed has been planted in my brain, fuck if I can shake it.

“You’re really worried I’ll fall in love with you, aren’t you?” Hayley asks with a mocking smile, clearly having no idea that it’s quite the fucking opposite.

“I’m worried we’ll lose us in the process,” I lie and pray she doesn’t call me out on it.

Hayley frowns and I know she feels the same before she speaks. “Me too.” She reaches for my hand, giving it a squeeze. “But we’re not going to let that happen.”

I didn’t think I’d let that happen with Bria either, and yet, here we are.

A moment passes between us before Hayley chirps up and gives me a shove. “No more sappy shit, okay? As you said, we both had a release. A damn good one. We should be over the moon with happiness.”

“You’re right.” I chuckle. “To happiness.” I put on a big smile and Hayley joins me.

“Good. Because I have news.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. I think I’m ready for lunch now. My brain is officially able to function again. We could even go out.”

Only Hayley. I grin, grabbing her under the arms and lifting her from the counter.

Positioning her in front of me, I guide her toward the bathroom, tapping her bare ass when she reaches the door. “Let’s get you cleaned up, then we’ll eat.”

Hayley spins my way as her eyes light up. “Eat wh—”

“Don’t,” I groan, cutting her off. “I know you taste delicious.”