Page 57 of Reckless Storm (San Francisco End Game #3)

Reed

“ O h. My God .” Hayley screams through her second release and I lick my lips as she comes back down to earth. When her breathing slows, her eyes lock with mine and the energy shifts between us.

Trying not to draw attention to my pain, I stand up and grab the condom packet from the bed, ripping it open as she watches me.

But when I try to roll it on, I flinch.

“Jesus. We shouldn’t be doing this.” Hayley sits up, her concerned gaze appraising my hand.

“Nothing is going to stop me, Hayls. Nothing .” To prove a false point, I flex my fingers and smile through clenched teeth until Hayley rolls her eyes and gets up.

“Let me help.” With a half laugh, she snatches the condom from my grasp and waves it in front of me.

“Well, this is romantic,” I mumble under my breath, making her smile before her gaze travels to my cock and her expression turns serious again.

I open my mouth to thank her, but before I get the chance, she wraps her fingers around my girth, cutting off my train of thought, pumping me once…twice…three times before lowering herself to the carpet. “The condom can wait.”

“Fuck.” A deep growl releases from the back of my throat, but I catch her under the arms and force her to stand.

“As much as I’d love to see you on your knees again, opening your throat to take my cock like the good girl you are, right now, I’m fucking this pussy.

” I cup her heat and gently brush a finger through her arousal, making her squirm. “I need it.”

Hayley nods as a soft sigh escapes her, but when her gaze drops to my ribs, she flinches.

She opens her mouth to undoubtedly argue, but I reach out and grab her waist, silencing her protest, pulling her flush against me.

“I promise,” I whisper. “I’m fine.”

Her breath hitches but she steps back, her lip trapped between her teeth. And after a slight exhale, she rolls the latex over my length, letting her fingers drag across my skin, her movements painstakingly slow.

I try not to react and when she’s done, she glances up at me, her gaze wary as she slips a hand between us, gently brushing her fingers across my wound. This time I can’t hold back my wince as my body heats from her touch. “It only looks bad because of the dry blood.”

“ Reed .” She glances away.

“Nope. I’m fine. Just think of it as another tattoo. And if you can’t do that, then how about you fuck the pain away.”

The heat in her gaze returns when her eyes flash my way, but I don’t miss the concern in her expression. “Come on.” I grab her hand to distract her. “I’ve got an idea.”

Without another word, I lead her into the bathroom to the oversized shower, and turn on the water, my fingers still curled around hers.

Releasing my hand, she reaches for the buttons of her shirt, but I stop her, stepping forward to take the lead.

I pop the first button, and the second, ignoring the pain, my heart trapped in my throat as my breathing picks up speed.

I’ve seen Hayley naked before, but knowing I’m about to sink inside her has my pulse running wild.

Her shirt falls open, revealing her flushed skin and pale pink bra, and because it’s too tempting not to, I run a finger through the gap between her breasts, imagining my cock in its place, loving when her chest heaves as I groan.

“God, you’re perfect. I want to worship every damn part of you, and one day, I’m going to fuck these too.” Pushing the shirt off her shoulders, I release her tits from the cups of her bra and roll my thumbs over her nipples, squeezing the mounds under my palms. “One day,” I repeat, my voice gruff.

“God, Reed. Your mouth.” Her eyes close as she mewls. “I want more.”

I quirk my lips and lean forward, reaching behind her to unclip her bra, watching as it falls to the floor.

“You want more?” I kiss her neck, sucking the flesh into my mouth—marking her—smiling against her skin, imagining the looks she’ll get from her makeup team come Monday. “Are you willing to beg for it?”

Hayley’s head falls back and she moans through her words. “Yes. Please. Don’t stop.”

“Patience, Baby. But first…” Reaching my hand back, I check the temperature of the shower and release my hold on her, leaving her naked and waiting. I step under the water, letting the heat soothe my aching muscles as each drop washes away the blood.

Hayley watches, her lips parted, and it takes everything in my power not to beckon her over before I’m done.

When the water runs clear, she steps forward and reaches out to caress the skin beneath my wound, releasing a slow breath. “You will always be my golden boy, Reed. But God, did I love this new side of you. The dirty talk, the demands, the way you defended me… Jesus, that was hot.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Her eyes fill with want until she snaps herself out of it, her expression severe. “But don’t ever do it again. I’ve had my bad boy fill of you.” She laughs, gently touching the cut next to my eye. “I’m good for a while.”

With a smile, I hold back another flinch. “That’s a shame,” I rasp, my eyes raking over her. “I really wanted to slap your pussy with my other hand wrapped around your throat. Only that doesn’t seem like something a golden boy would do.”

“Fuck, Reed.” Hayley melts into me as I smirk. “I’ll allow that. You can do anything to me. Just no more fights.”

“Hmm.” I suck my lips into my mouth as I glance away in thought. “I’ll think about it.”

“Tease.” She grins. “You—”

Cutting her off, I pull her under the water and spin us both around, my lips hovering at her ear. “I want to do all the things, Hayley. All of them. But first, I’m going to fuck you until you forget every guy that’s been here before me. Until I’m the only one you see.”

“Reed. I—”

Grabbing her face in my hands, I push her against the wall and press my lips to hers, stealing her breath as the water cascades around us. She claws at my waist as she melts into me, yielding all control, her mouth vibrating against mine as she moans.

My chest aches but I ignore it, releasing her face to grab under her ass, lifting her into my arms as she curls her legs around me. When she’s balanced against the wall, I reach between us, gripping my cock, pumping it once before lining it up with her entrance.

“Take a deep breath, Baby. I’m about to fill you like never before.”

Hayley gasps, but before she can speak, I sink into her, groaning as her walls squeeze me, feeding her pussy inch by inch until I’m buried to the hilt. Her head drops back as she moans my name, clenching her legs to unbearable levels.

“Fuck, Hayls. I’ve imagined this moment every time I’ve fucked my hand, but I could never do it justice.”

“God, Reed. This… You… I want you to take everything from me. Destroy me. I need this.”

“Consider it done.” Grabbing her waist with my free hand, I lift her up and slam her back down, bucking my hips at the same time.

She cries out, her hands sinking into my hair, tugging at the strands as she meets my fervor.

With a roll of her hips, she matches me thrust for thrust, and I’ve never been more in sync with a woman.

The room spins while I curl my hands under her ass, pumping into her as she bounces on top of me, studying our connection as I make her mine.

Her walls tighten and I glance up to speak, but when our eyes lock, I freeze, floored by the emotion staring back at me.

No one has ever looked at me like that. She’s at my mercy and vulnerable, but there’s a softness there that wasn’t there before. Dare I say love?

In this moment, there’s no doubt in my mind that she wants more—that she wants me—and my chest swells.

Slowing my movements, I hold her gaze, my eyes boring into her soul, my heart pounding, knowing this moment has moved beyond sex. I’m making love to my girl.

Make no mistake, Hayley’s mine . And I’m going to make sure she knows that. Make sure she feels it.

Balancing her in one hand, I continue our slow rhythm as I grab her face, staring into her eyes, begging her to see through what she believes us to be, to realize what we are.

Nothing about this is fake, and for me, it’s been real for longer than I’ve even been willing to admit.

Emotion clogs my throat as she holds my gaze, but when her body shivers, I break our trance, releasing her face to slide my hand between us, pressing my thumb to her clit.

She cries out as her pussy pulses and her walls clench around me. “Reed,” she gasps, and my name from her lips has never sounded sweeter.

“That’s it, Hayley Baby. Take what you need. Use me.”

Her body jolts and when she screams out my name, her pussy strangles my cock, her embrace so tight my release shoots out of me, filling the condom as my body spasms.

“Fuck, Hayls. Yes.”

Slamming my lips to hers, I steal her breath and consume her, pouring everything I have into the kiss, making sure she knows that nothing will ever compare to our connection. That she was meant for me and I was fucking made to complete her.

I may not have realized it at first, but it’s always been her. I’ve just been waiting for her to arrive.

I continue to kiss her until our breathing slows, and when she pulls back, I smile.

“Wow,” she whispers with a giggle, making me chuckle. “That was…”

“The best sex of your life.”

“Of my life?” She laughs breathlessly, her eyes lighting up, confirming I’m right.

“It was pretty bloody spectacular.” She shakes her head in disbelief as I lower her to the tiles, holding her close until she supports her own weight, pushing me back.

“My fake boyfriend is a sex god,” she announces and I groan at her words, grabbing her hand, lifting it between us.

“Feel this.” I hold her palm over my heart and press down, allowing her to feel the way it pounds for her. “Feel what you do to me.” My eyes lock with hers, emotion pouring from my gaze. “Nothing about this is fake anymore.”

Hayley’s eyes snap to mine before she springs back as though I hurt her, shaking her head again, this time in a panic. “I can’t. I can’t. You don’t. This is all wrong.”