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CHAPTER 12

Giana

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I didn’t care who might have heard us crashland into our room.

Clothes and shoes flew off, leaving a scattered trail before we fell onto the bed.

Straddling Reed, I ran my fingers along the plane of his chest, admiring the muscled contours, refusing to compare back-in-college sexy-as-hell Reed with the here-and-now hot-as-fire Reed.

He wanted us to forget our past and get lost in our future?

Fine with me.

I loathed the past, loathed how we ended, both selfishly focused on chasing individual dreams rather than pursuing us.

If time didn’t heal all wounds, a night of pure, unadulterated sex would.

Reed took me in and smiled. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

His guttural approval eased the subconscious doubt I had about the moonlight casting a soft glow over my breasts, my belly, and black lacy thong.

Reed pulled me in for a kiss, flipping me onto my back, his body like a glove between my open thighs. “I want you, baby. All of you.”

Baby. Hearing him say that again was like a serenade to my heart.

No one had called me that since him, not even loser Chad.

We kissed, slow and long, as he ground into me, his cock rising to the occasion.

I wanted all of him too. Now and forever.

He kissed his way down my neck to the valley between my breasts, pausing to lick and suck each pearled nipple.

I arched into him, hands threading through his hair, already lost before the real fun had begun.

“Reed…” I breathed out, unable to utter anything more.

“Shh, baby.” He flicked his gaze, dark and needy, up to mine. “Let me take my time exploring you.”

His tongue felt hot against my goose-bump-peppered skin as he licked a trail down my belly.

When he reached my lacy thong, I froze, my hand on his as he began to slide the thin fabric off.

“You okay?” His voice sounded raspy, simultaneously laced with need and concern. “I can stop if you want; just say the word.”

We all have trivial, insignificant insecurities that prevent us from doing what we want.

It had been over a year since I’d had sex, over a year since anyone had seen me fully naked.

The last time had been with Chad, months before he’d ended things.

I wanted Reed.

But my stupid body—noticeably different from when I was in college—was the insecurity holding me back. I hated that I’d become a prisoner to inhibitions because some asshole made me feel unworthy.

Reed kissed his way up to my lips, his eyes boring into mine as he brushed my disheveled hair off my face. “Talk to me, baby.”

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