Page 55 of Blue-Eyed Hero


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Tiny eruptions detonated beneath her skin. Heated desire racing to her core as he dragged his mouth across her stomach. When he hit the waistband of her shorts, he grunted, then ripped the button open, yanked the zipper down, and tugged her shorts off.

His eyes fixated on the single strip of red lace. A guttural growl rumbled in his throat as he took her in. She swallowed, writhing against the dark gray comforter. “Taste me.” The words were a desperate plea that barely sounded like her own voice.

Tendrils of heat whirled up her stomach as he ripped the material aside. A warm wisp of air swept across her swollen bundle of nerves, and slowly, Reid lowered his head. If he wanted to torture her, he was succeeding. Her body was primed, ready for him, and begging her to find release in any way.

She lifted her hips, urging him to claim her with his mouth. “Please,” she begged. “I can’t take it anymore.”

His large hand splayed across her stomach, and he pressed until her back was flush with the mattress, and then his tongue attacked, swiping and swirling. The room around her spun, everything blurring into nothingness as all she could focus on was the skilled laps of his tongue. Heated pleasure rushed over her as he slipped a finger into her wetness. Her back arched as if she was ascending to heaven. Light burst behind her eyelids, and she wondered if she was at the pearly gates.

Reid held her in place as he continued his attack, slipping another digit inside of her and thrusting in sync with his tongue. Then she exploded. Sparks flew out in a hundred directions, awakening every nerve ending, causing her to convulse as her orgasm tore through her.

Reid’s name flew from her mouth. Her fingers dug into the comforter, afraid if she didn’t hold on, she’d float away. Her body convulsed, absorbing every ounce of pleasure. Reid placed a gentle kiss to her clit, then moved up her body, cupping her face and looking down at her.

She ran her thumb across his lip, and he kissed the pad. “So much for torture.”

“I’ve never tasted anything so sweet. I couldn’t stop myself.”

“I’m not complaining.” She smiled. “Actually, I do have one complaint.”

“I’m not surprised.”

“Why do you still have clothes on?”

He glanced at his shirt and the bulge in his pants.

She fumbled for his belt. “Can I?”

“Yes.” The single word was a gruff growl that made her feel powerful. She kissed his mouth, then shifted until he was beneath her. She pulled his belt through the loops and tossed it. Her fingers curled into the hem of his shirt, and she yanked. He sat up, giving her a little help.

She glanced at the strong chest sculpted to beautiful perfection. Her hands itched to touch him, and she didn’t deny them, resting her fingertips on his pecs and dragging them over the hard ridges of his abs. He gripped her waist, but she swatted him away.

“You had your turn. Now it’s mine.” She slid down his body, and the blue of his eyes darkened. She bit her lip, loving how he looked at her. With a single glance, he made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. She kissed his chest and continued, dragging her tongue over the firm ridges.

She stopped at his pants and lowered his zipper.

He fisted the comforter and shook his head. “This is fucking torture.”

She smiled. “Isn’t that the point?” He groaned as she hooked her fingers into his boxer briefs. “And for the record, you started this game.”

His cock sprang free, and her eyes widened as she took in every inch. Her tongue slipped out, swiping across her lip, knowing exactly what it wanted, but she couldn’t give in that easily to her own desires. She needed to torture him first.

She ran her thumb across the tip, coating it with the slick precum. Meeting his gaze, she brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked. “Mmm.”

“Fucking hell,” Reid growled.

Oh, this was way too much fun. She settled in between his legs and arched until her ass was in the air. His sudden intake of breath told her it had the desired effect. She gripped the solid steel length, lowering her head. His body pressed up, trying to close the gap, but she tilted away from him.

Another growl made her smile. Torturing Reid was quickly becoming her absolute favorite pastime. She parted her lips, moving toward the tip. Her tongue swiped along the smooth head and quickly retreated.

“Allison,” he ground out.

“What?” For ten years she’d known Reid, and for ten years she’d watched him hide behind his stoic wall, never dropping the veil, always standing strong against anything. Now, with a single swipe of her tongue, she watched that very veil fall.

She loved the power, loved knowing she was able to get him to break. “Did you want this?” She ran his cock across her lips, slipping her tongue against the crown before taking him into her mouth. She moaned as his heat radiated to her cheeks.

His entire body tensed beneath her as she took all that she could manage, then ever so slowly pulled up. The slight jerk of his hips spurred her on, and she picked up speed, her hand following the path of her lips.

“Fucking hell,” Reid barked, his fingers digging into her shoulders and yanking her body up his. “Enough of that.”

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