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Reed had been quiet, and I’d let him have that silence in the car. Having to interact with a parent who you know has no respect for you was draining. I’d tried over the years to do it with my mom, but essentially, I’d given up.
It was too much.
It stole too much of my peace.
So I stopped.
Maybe Reed would too one day, but it was obvious that despite how strong Reed had become through his trauma, he was still searching for some kind of acceptance from his family. And while I didn’t think he needed to prove to them how worthy he was of his place on this earth, I’d support him in continuing to fight for it in whatever way I could.
Even if it meant shutting my mouth and not swearing and cursing about his arrogant, obnoxious father the whole way home.
We climbed the stairs to the living area, and I placed my bag on the kitchen counter while Reed unloaded the heavy stack of books. “You want me to order some foo—” Without warning, Reed paused in front of me and dipped his shoulder, pressing it into my stomach and lifting me off the floor. “Reed!” I screamed, dangling behind him as he marched down the hallway to the bedroom, carrying me like I weighed nothing at all.
He paused, and suddenly, I was being tossed through the air, my body landing on the pillowy, cloud-like blankets that covered his Californian king.
I started to giggle as I lay back, my hair spread like a fan, probably looking like a damn hot mess as I stared up at Reed.
He stood at the end of the bed, staring down at me with this intense, thoughtful look. “I don’t know many women that would stand up and speak to my father that way,” he started, and my laughter quickly turned to silence. “He’s been berating and belittling me my entire life, and for the most part, I just let him, thinking one day I might actually do something that makes him proud.”
I pushed myself into a sitting position and turned onto my knees, shuffling forward. I grabbed his waist and looked up, really having to crane my neck as I kneeled in front of him.
Reed was always so stoic.
It was hard to imagine a man like him letting someone else beat him down.
But it was just another reminder that we can’t always see the hurt beneath a person’s happy.
“Not only am I grateful to have someone beside me who is willing to stand up and fight for me,” he started, reaching out and threading his fingers through my hair. “But, hearing you demand respect for me and call me your husband in the same fucking breath, was the sexiest thing I have ever heard in my entire damn life. And now, I want to show my wife how much I fucking appreciate her having my back.”
I licked my lips, enjoying the way his eyes had changed. How they had gone from narrowed and thoughtful to looking like he was trying to decide which part of my body he was going to devour first. Only, I was going to beat him to it.
I let my hands trail lower to the waist of his pants, making quick work of his belt, button, and zipper before reaching my hand inside and wrapping my hand around his thick cock. My mouth watered as I pulled it out, sliding my hand along its length.
Reed’s fingers tightened in my hair, his grip becoming almost painful as he used it to tilt my face up toward him. “Tongue out.”
I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out flat and holding his gaze as I placed the head of his cock on my tongue and removed my hand.
Reed held my head as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sliding into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged a little, and he pulled back, but I reached for his hips and pulled them toward me, letting him know I wanted this.
I wanted more.
God, there was nothing like kneeling before your man and having him in control.
I was a pretty damn independent woman outside the bedroom, but with Reed when I gave him the power, he gave me the rewards. And I took them like a greedy girl.
In and out. He slowly slipped his length in and out of my mouth, and when he almost slipped free, I would swirl my tongue around the end like a lollypop and pull it right back in. “Goddammit,” he cursed, finally letting go of my hair, and I took advantage, holding him tightly so I could stroke up and down as I swallowed him with vigor.
He reached for my blouse, grabbed hold of the front, and ripped the buttons open in a way you only read about in romance novels. They all popped off, exposing my bra, which Reed quickly tugged at, allowing my breasts to pop free.
Saliva dripped from my mouth down onto them, making them slick and wet in Reed’s hands.
He kneaded at them, pinching my nipples as I had him buried deep in my throat.
My eyes rolled back, and I moaned loudly.
“Fucking hell. Yes, fuck, that feels so damn good, baby.” The pleasure in his voice spurred me on, and I moaned again. “Holy fuck. I need to get inside you before I come all over this pretty face.”
He stepped away, tearing his shirt and tossing it across the room, while I sunk back onto my knees, wiping my face with the back of my hand.
