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I lean back on the lounge chair, eyes closed, face turned towards the sky while my skin absorbs the searing heat.
I’m having difficulty pushing away the memory of how my body shattered from Reid’s touch. The desire for more has me squeezing my legs together even now.
“Cassie?”
At Aunt Helena’s approach, I straighten up and continue shading the flowers on my sketchpad.
She stops at my side, glancing at my artwork before saying, “I’d love it if you and Reid join me tomorrow at a luncheon.”
“Oh, okay. Sure.”
“Thank you.” Observing me, she furrows her brows and slopes her head to one side. “Everything all right?”
I bob. “Yeah. Everything’s fine.”
“Well, I’m meeting friends. What are you and Reid doing today?”
Last night flashes in my mind again. I’d love to…
“Nothing,” I rasp. “Michelle Cooke’s picking me up in a bit. We’re hanging out.”
“Okay. Have fun. Catch you later.” She waves and heads back inside.
I slump my body while staring at the pool.
It’s so damn complicated. Reid and I are attracted to each other, and I’m not sure how we’ll interact in a normal way again after what happened the night before.
At the sound of the sliding doors, I snap my gaze across. A wave of desire rushes me when Reid steps out, and my heart skips with each stride towards me.
Leaving my sketchpad, I jump up from the chair and move past him.
Reid clutches my arm to stop me. “Cassie, we should talk.”
I don’t look at him as I say, “Let’s try to forget last night. It was… I don’t even know how to explain it.”
“Come on. You know why it happened. We have feelings for each other.”
“Please stop.”
I try to writhe my hand away, but he tightens his grip and draws closer, making me tremble as he loops his arm around my waist and kisses my neck.
“Mom left. Genevieve won’t be here for the weekend. Let’s spend the day exploring these feelings.”
My eyes fall shut as he slips his hand inside my shorts and underwear. A moan oozes past my lips when he touches my pussy.
My skin heats up even more at his dirty chuckle. “Such a wet girl.” His bulge feels larger at my ass, straining through his joggers.
I grip his hand, pleading weakly, “Reid…don’t….”
“Stop torturing yourself,” he growls into my ear before licking my lobe. “You want me. That’s why you’re so fucking wet. How often have you gotten wet for me since you’ve been here, Cassie? How many times have you touched yourself with me on your mind? Tell me.”
“Uhh,” sputters out as he begins to rub me vigorously.
I should pull his hand out, but my desire is in control. “Reid… It isn’t right. It isn’t.”
“Shh. Come for me, Cassie. I want to hear your sweet cry again. Squirt all over my hand.”
