God, she’d never been more turned on than she was in that moment, seeing the effect she had on him, how much he wanted her, it made her wetter than she’d been in her life.
She held his gaze as she lowered to her knees in front of him, watching the pupils in his eyes dilate, swallowing his light brown irises. Wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft, she leaned in and dragged her tongue across the wide head. Reid hissed, and one of his arms shot out, hanging on to the wall at his side.
He didn’t take his eyes off her as she wrapped her lips around the fat head and sucked gently.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That’s it. Now suck me harder.”
She did as he asked, and his hips bucked forward. She lifted her head. “You like that?” she asked.
“Yeah, I fucking like it.”
Still holding his shaft, she moved back in, dragging her tongue down his length, to his balls, giving them some attention, then back up. He cursed. “What about that? Do you like that?”
“Yes,” he panted. He was trying to maintain control, every muscle rock solid, and every time she lapped at him, his abs and thigh muscles twitched and bunched.
She teased for a while longer, until his chest was pumping hard, breath hissing out between his lips. “Do you want me to slide you into my mouth now? Would you like that?”
He nodded, teeth gritted. She smiled, then parted her lips over the head of his cock and slid down over it, taking it as deep as she could. His groan was low and loud in the enclosed space and egged her on. She used her hands around the base of his cock, squeezing and twisting, moving them in time with her mouth.
“Fuck, Rusty. Shit.” One of his hands came down on the back of her head, tangling in the wet strands, as if he was afraid she’d stop. But that was not going to happen. She loved every damn minute of it. “Massage my balls, baby.”
Cupping his now drawn up sack, she upped her efforts, hollowing her checks and sucking harder. His fingers tightened almost painfully in her hair, but she didn’t care, she loved that she could please him this way, make him feel good, to the point he lost control. And God, it made her feel good as well. She groaned when he thrust his hips forward, like he had no choice but to obey his body and what it wanted. Salty fluid leaked from the tiny slit onto her tongue. She moaned and sucked harder.
Suddenly, his hands were under her arms and she was hauled to her feet. Reid stared down at her, eyes wild, so full of heat. A moan slipped past her lips. He had a condom open and rolled onto his painfully hard cock a second later, then she was up, and her back met cool tile.
His mouth came down on hers as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then his cock slammed up inside her, stretching her, filling her, making her cry out. Reid buried his face against her throat. “You did this to me.” He groaned against her wet skin. “Made me lose my shit. Knowing that you’ve never sucked anyone but me. That I’m your first. Jesus, you turn me inside out, baby.”
“I know the feeling,” she panted. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
She didn’t care how exposed saying those words made her, she wanted him to hear them, to understand that he meant something. She’d known him for such a short time, but she knew she was falling for him. This, what they had, it was too good, amazing.
He slid out, almost all the way, then slammed back inside her. “That’s right,” he rasped. “You’re mine, Rusty. Only mine. Say it.”
He didn’t let up, expression fierce, hips pounding into hers, cock going so deep she didn’t know where he ended and she began. She felt her orgasm building hard and fast, and her legs started shaking, muscles tightening. “Oh, shit.”
“Say it,” he said again, then thrust harder, hitting her right where she needed him, that bundle of nerves deep inside.
“I’m yours!” She hung on, riding him through the most intense orgasm of her life, that beautiful cock planted deep inside her as she cried out and writhed against him, completely out of control.
Then with a shout and a long, low groan, Reid came, shaking and cursing against her.
After a few minutes, when she could catch her breath, she became aware of the way he was kissing her neck, her jaw, the way he’d wrapped himself around her, and she knew she wasn’t just falling for the man. She’d already hit the ground.
She mentally shook herself before she thought too hard about what that meant, before she freaked out, and grinned at him. “Well that’s one thing ticked off the list. I think it was a success, don’t you?”
He lifted his head and looked down at her, amusement dancing in his eyes. “List?”