Page 19

CHAPTER ELEVEN

GIA

“You’re never leaving me, Gia, and I’m fucking staying.” Truth bleeds from his eyes, and my breath rises at the intensity behind them.

“You need to be sure, Reed? Will you leave me when things get difficult?” The vulnerability in my tone is evident, but I won’t hide it. Why should I? I already told him I didn’t want to raise a child alone, yet I asked nothing of him and expected nothing from him.

He takes my chin between his fingers, his eyes a deeper green than ever before. “I’m never leaving you. I’m all fucking in.” His tone is dark and laced in dominance.

Then he steps forward again, and before I know what he’s doing, he’s lifted me onto the countertop, spread my legs, pushed my panties to the side, and surged his dripping, thick cock forward.

I lean back on my elbows, and my head falls back against the cabinet as his grip on my thighs has me wincing from the bite of pain.

“Holy. Fuck!” Reed roars and stares down at his cock stretching me open. His gaze shoots up to mine, then darts from my stomach, back up to my tits, and down to my pussy over and over as he snaps his hips back and forth.

This is what I need.

My clit throbs, but he doesn’t even touch it before I feel the telltale signs of my orgasm approaching.

“Jesus, you’re incredible, Gia.” He buries his face in my breasts, pressing kisses on them, and when his hands tighten on me and his body coils, my release hits me. The jerk of his cock deep inside me becomes my undoing, and I freefall.

“Oh god!” I pant out into the kitchen. Reed bites my breast, my mouth falls open, and a scream erupts from me as my orgasm goes on.

The. Best. Sex. Ever.

“Holy fuck.” Reed chuckles against my tit, then licks where he bit me.

When he draws back, he stares at it, then his gaze lowers to my nipple and licks his lips, causing my pussy to contract around him. He thrusts his hips forward, as if willing himself to go again, and he hardens again, but my cell phone cuts through the sexual haze.

“I need to get that,” I pant out, but he makes no attempt to move.

My hand darts for my cell, and when I press the speakerphone, Tyson’s voice blares out.

“Gia?”

Reed stiffens, then his jaw locks, and his green eyes turn dark. He slams his hips forward, taking my breath away with the rough action.

“Ye-yes.”

“Are you coming to practice?” The sound of the crowd behind Tyson plays out like background noise.

“Fuck,” I mumble, but bite into my lip to stop me from crying out again when Reed picks up his pace, his eyes flashing with determination.

“Are you on your way?” Tyson asks.

I gasp for air when one of Reed’s fingers strokes my clit, and I clench around him, earning a smirk.

The bastard knows what he’s doing.

“Soon,” I grunt, and my tits bounce in rhythm with Reed’s hips. The anger radiates from him as he pounds into me with malice.

“Hurry up, yeah?”

Reed grits his teeth like a rabid dog. Wild and possessive.

“Yesss!!” I end the call as my orgasm hits me, and when Reed’s cock expands inside me, delivering me his warmth, it makes me feel like I’m floating in a sea of pleasure. Unknowing where I start and where I finish, I become boneless under his control.