Maybe This Time(71)

“Really, well, that was nice of him,” I say, getting out of bed.

“That’s all you’re gonna say?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“You went and spent the night with your ex?” he asks, and the flash of pain on his face is my undoing.

“Could you blame me if I did?” I ask quietly.

“No, I guess not. But it still hurts,” he admits, exhaling deeply.

“Yes, I saw him. Nothing happened. We just hung out,” I say.

“Thank fuck,” he mutters, taking me into his arms, almost squashing me. “The thought of someone else touching you. Fucking hell, beauty, you drive me crazy.”

“The feeling is entirely mutual, trust me,” I say dryly.

“Good to know,” he says, a faint smile making an appearance.

“You going home now?” I ask.

“Yeah, you wanna come with me? Ryan’s been calling non-stop,” he says, sounding a little unsure.

“Using your brother as a weapon, huh?” I tease.

“I’ll use anything and everything I can to get what I want, you know that,” he says, smirking.

“And I’m what you want?”

“Always.”

“Okay, let me have a shower first,” I say.

“Okay?” he repeats.

“Yeah, okay,” I say, offering him a small grin.

I start to walk down the hall, and turn back to find him leaning against the wall, smiling.





Chapter Twenty Six


A woman walks out of Ryan’s room, a smile on her pouty lips. Ryan walks out behind her, his face lighting up when he sees me.

“You’re back.”

“I am.”

“Good,” he says, leaning in to kiss me.

“Who knows where those lips have been, Ryan Knox,” I say, making a face.

Ryan and Reid laugh, while the woman makes a stealthy exit. “Glad you two sorted your shit out, babe.”

“Well, we’re working on it,” I say, smiling up at the both of them.

“Good, give him hell,” he says, smirking. Reid slaps him on the back of the head. “I gotta get to the bar. You coming in tonight, Summer?”

“Yeah, I’ll come in for a few drinks,” I say.

“Perfect.” He grabs a green apple from the fruit bowl and taking a huge bite out of it, then points it at me. “I’ll see you later, then.”

Ryan leaves, and I look at Reid who is already watching me. “What are you staring at?” I ask playfully.

“You. We’ve never had make up sex before,” he says, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip. His gaze roams my body, my tight black top and short denim skirt.

“Is that right?” I ask.

“Yeah, and baby, I really want under that skirt,” he says in a low, husky tone. He stares at my thighs and licks his lips. I start walking backwards, backing away to the bedroom. Stalking me like prey, Reid grins. “You wanna play, do you, beauty?”

Without answering, I run to his room, laughing when he catches me around my waist and lifts me in the air.

“Missed you so much,” he says in between kisses. “So fucking much.”

“Missed you, too.”

“Nothing compares to this, to you,” he growls, kissing me deeply.

“Show me how much you missed me,” I demand, lifting my hips up so he can pull off my skirt.

“Oh, I’ll show you,” he growls, tearing my panties off. Well, that’s a first. Pulling his shirt off, he tosses it on the floor. I stare at him hungrily, my eyes devouring his chiselled body.

“You keep staring at me like that, you better be in the mood for rough,” he says huskily, nibbling on his lip. I tilt my head, flashing him a come hither smile, and watch as he leans on the bed, cupping my face with his hands.

“You want this?” he asks, kissing my lips. While his lips consume mine, his fingers roam. My hips buck when he starts caressing me in the perfect spot.

“You know I do,” I respond breathily. He pulls down his pants and slides into me slowly, savouring the pleasure. When he’s fully inside me, he thrusts a few times, then rolls onto his back so I’m straddling him.

“Fuck me,” he growls, and I comply eagerly. Lifting my hips, I slide up and down. I lift my head back and lean my arms on his thighs, using them as an anchor. He curses as I start to move faster, grinding down on him in a sensual rhythm. His fingers dig into my hips, urging me faster. We finish together, our eyes locked together as each wave of pleasure hits.

It turns out although I hate fighting with Reid, I really love the make-up sex.





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“Thanks for telling him the truth, Jade, cos there’s no way in hell I could have,” I tell her, running my finger through the frost on the outside of the glass.