“Oh…. Reece…I…I think…. oh, yes!” I shout, arching against his magic mouth as an orgasm tears me apart from the inside out.
“That’s so fucking sweet,” he grows as he sips—he actually sucks down the mess I make with a loud groan—my orgasm. “I knew you would be. Your mouth was sweet but this…fucking delicious.”
I fall back against the island with a thud, letting out a laugh. Because what the hell just happened to me? Last night he asked what I was doing to him—but I had no clue what I was doing. This man, he knows just what he is doing. I tremble as he presses kisses up my thighs, across my hips, then back again.
Before I reach for him, he is there, scooping me up to cradle me close. I cling to him without hesitation. I might not know a single thing about Reece, but I know this—I am safe with him. Well, as safe as I can be when he does what he just did to me. At the moment I am as content as a kitten to snuggle up and take a little nap.
“Reece,” I hum as he carries me down the hall. “Where you taking me?”
“To bed. It’s late. Too late for you to go back down the mountain. Which I think was no mistake. You came to feed me, you fed me. Now I want to sleep. It was a long day for me, princess. Can you just…can you just stay with me in the dark?”
Those final words come out in a whisper as he sets me on his bed. It’s dark in the bedroom but I can see a single wide dresser along one wall. The bed is big, oak, and I assume he built it with his two magic hands. I sit back on the bed, watching him in the darkness. Feeling bold, I reach out to yank at his shirt. To my relief, he gets the hint I am giving him.
Stepping back, he bends an arm behind his back, pulling the thin tank up and off in a fluid move. Jesus even just getting naked is hot when he does it. His sweats go next, but I need a moment after that. Because he is thick and heavy and pointed right at me. I have no idea why, but I do not even hesitate to lie back, letting my head fall off the edge of the bed.
“Fuck, you don’t mean….” Reece grunts when I peer up at him, pulling my own shirt off to put us on level ground.
“Mmm, I do mean. I don’t know why, but I mean it. Use me,” I moan the words as heat makes me wriggle with need beneath his stare. “Use my mouth, Reece. Use my body. I want you to. I used you out there and it felt so good, I want you to feel good too.”
“Princess, eating your pussy felt pretty fucking good to me,” he husks as he takes a step closer to the bed. His cock bobsbeside my mouth. I turn my head, flicking my head out to lick the swollen crown. “Fuck you were most definitely sent here to test me, I am sure of it.”
“I’ve never…I don’t know how, but I want you to come the way you made me come.”
“Rain…do you mean to tell me no man has been in that lush mouth?”
“No. No man has been anywhere,” I say, laughing again because what am I doing here on this mountain with this beautiful, wounded soul? I don’t know but I am not going to slow down or stop. “But I want you to use me so you can come too. Will you do that?”
“Hell, yes I will,” he hums, moving his hips to let the swollen tip of him press past my lips. “If it’s too much, tap my leg. If you moan or make other sounds, I will think you love choking on my cock. I want you to love it, princess. Open that mouth for me,” Reece grunts, running his rough fingers over my mouth so I open wider.
His shaft is thick, wide, but silky smooth as he pushes forward. I sit still, letting him push deeper, deeper. I wait for it to become awkward or be too much. It fills my mouth and I whimper when it pulses on my tongue. I do nothing at first, I just let him push even deeper. Then I give a little suck, liking the saltiness of his silky skin on my tongue.
“Ah, fuck, do that again,” he commands, his hands coming to circle my throat. Something about that touch, one that could end me but won’t, turns me on so much I don’t hesitate to obey. I suck him harder, deeper, moaning when his fingers close tighter. “That’s it. That’s a good princess. Fuck, that’s it, such a good girl, take me deeper. That’s it, let me fuck your throat,” he grunts as he thrusts.
I choke a little, but his praise turns me on so much, I don’t tap his leg to stop him. I swallow him deeper, tears streamingdown my temples as he fucks my throat. I am being used, he is talking filthy to me, and I am so turned on my thighs are slick. I’ve never felt this sort of high, this type of arousal before in my life. I think I can come just from letting him use me to get off.
“Don’t think about it. Make me come first, princess,” he grunts as he thrusts into my mouth, shaking my entire body. “I’m close, baby. I’m so close, I want to spill down this pretty throat. Nod your head while you choke on my cock, tell me you want my cum.”
Those words, the way he is coming undone, seems filthy but it floods me with power. I am making him come. Making him thrust harder, faster, driving him over the edge with my mouth. Reece still grips my throat with one hand. The other is suddenly between my thighs, a hiss coming out of him when he finds how wet I am.
“Ah fuck, my dirty princess. You’re so wet from sucking my cock. Fuck, you might have been sent by the devil, but I don’t care. I’m coming down this pretty throat and if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you come on my tongue again.”
That’s all it takes for both of us, it seems. Because we come at the same time. I choke again, not prepared. I am a fast learner because I swallow fast, taking every drop of him as I shake with my own climax. I am trembling when he pulls out of my mouth with a pop. I laugh again because this might be the wildest day of my life.
“What am I going to do with you,” Reece whispers as he bends to press a kiss to my head, startling me with his tenderness.
“For now, put me to bed. I might be able to do that again after some sleep and a piece of pie,” I murmur, smiling up at him.
“Jesus, what a perfect princess,” Reece murmurs.
“Hmm, here to conquer the beast.”
Chapter Five
Reece
For the first time in months, I sleep without a single nightmare.
Oh, I dream. I dream all night about Rain. About the sounds she makes when she comes. About eating that pecan pie she brought me off her ass because they’re both a goddamn treat. In my dreams, she is on her knees for me, wet in the rain, soapy in a shower, spread out on my bed. I dream all night about her and all the things I want to do to her.
