Page 38 of The Way We Lie


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And I knew there was still more to explore.

Right now, though, I was putting that all aside because the only thing I wanted to explore in this moment was his body.

With the hoodie free, he tossed it back over his shoulder. The crop top and bra I wore underneath quickly followed until a pair of black panties were the only thing left on my body, leaving me feeling a little exposed.

It had been years since anyone had seen me like this.

Naked and needy.

And for a brief second, every bit of confidence I had flew out the open windows, and I pulled my hands away from him to cover myself.

“Stop,” he growled, grabbing my wrists and moving them behind my back. “You’re fucking beautiful. Don’t you dare cover yourself in front of me again.” He gathered my wrists together so he could hold them in one hand at the base of my back. It forced my chest out, and he quickly took advantage of that fact, dipping his head and pulling my right nipple in between his teeth.

“Oh my God,” I moaned softly, allowing my head to loll back and my eyes to flutter closed. My long hair trickled down my back, the strands tickling at my naked skin, igniting a wave of goose bumps that only made every nerve ending more sensitive.

I ground my hips down and pressed my chest further forward, eager and greedy for more since he was refusing to let me touch him as he tortured my body with his mouth.

“Please, Reed.”

His soft laughter sent a warm breath of air over my skin—another sensation added to the list of things in that moment that were driving me crazy in the best way possible. “Say please again,” he murmured, his free hand gripping my breast almost painfully.

I lifted my head, licking my lips as I looked down at him, his mouth hovering over my breast while his eyes looked up at me, waiting.

“Please.”

He flicked his tongue across the hardened bud that was at his complete and utter mercy, and I let out a desperate moan.

“Please,” I pleaded again, and he sucked it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around it.

“What do you want, Valen?” he taunted, tugging it hard between his teeth before he drew his face back to look at mine. “Right now! What do you want?”

“To come.” The words fell so effortlessly from my lips, but I was quick to add, “I wantyouto make me come.”

I’d been doing it myself for more than two years.

Two years later, I knew my body inside and out, the exact spots to hit, what was going to allow me to hold on and ride it out, and what was going to make me explode in seconds. But it came without the excitement and anticipation of having a partner learn those things about your body or having them electrify you by showing things you would have never tried before.

Reed chuckled. “Here I was thinking you were gonna give me a challenge.”

I didn’t even have the chance to scream before I found myself on my back on the sofa, with Reed spreading my thighs before laying down on his stomach so his face was perfectly positioned over my pussy. With my hands free, I reached down, threading my fingers through his short hair, and he strategically shimmied my panties down my thighs and dropped them to the side.

There was no hiding now.

He wrapped his hands around my thighs, yanking me closer to his greedy mouth.

The second his tongue swiped through my center, I was done. My hips lifted from the sofa, and Reed had to grip them a little tighter, chuckling as he fought to keep me where he wanted me.

Another swipe, then another, his tongue flicking over my clit every single time.

It was like he was striking a match, and the fiery heat consumed me.

Over and over again.

He dipped his tongue deep inside like he was fucking me with it, pushing it in and out several times, savoring the wetness I could feel leaking from inside me. Then he’d use it, swirl it around my clit, forcing it to grow big and needy.

I threw my head back, twisting and writhing, knowing I was probably creating a large mat of hair in the back of my head, but I couldn’t stop. It was building inside me, this warmth flooding between my legs, growing increasingly intense as he continued to tease me, over and over, lapping at my pussy like I was his last meal.

Quickly, I tightened my grip on his hair, pulling it back from his face so I could see his eyes.

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