nipples, soft at first, but harder as she rode me faster. She moaned as I pinched even harder, and she threw back her head as her orgasm started. The first clench of her muscles around my cock made me climax with her, and I held onto her hips as she bucked on top of me, blonde hair swinging back and forth as she rode me hard. Her pussy was still tightening on my cock as she slowed her movement, and I knew she’d milked my cock dry … at least for a few minutes.
I reached up to pull her down for a kiss, but she shook my hand off and rolled off me to her side of the bed.
“What’s wrong?”
She just shook her head. “Nothing.” Silence stretched out between us. “Everything.”
She turned onto her side toward me, and I could barely resist taking one of her reddened nipples in my mouth again, but I sensed I should let her talk if she was so inclined.
“Talk to me, Tatum.”
10 -- Tatum
I looked at Reed, my feelings a tangled mess. My heart was still racing from my orgasm, and I could still feel the perfect ache of his cock deep inside me. I wanted to make love to him again, but I knew it was foolish to let sex overrule logic.
His expression, when he reached out and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, made me melt. He looked like a man in love. With me.
“Tell me what’s on your mind.”
I thought about getting out of bed, putting some distance between us, but I decided I was just trying to delay having the conversation. I took a long, deep breath. “I don’t feel like I can trust you, Reed.” I paused, to see if he was going to reply, but he simply waited for me to continue. “I have fantasized about being with you for as long as I can remember. I never imagined that a one-night stand would have turned into … whatever the hell this is, but every time I feel like we might have a shot at something, everything falls apart.”
Reed still didn’t say anything, but he reached out and lightly ran his hand down my bare arm.
“We hook up, and then I find out you’re my stepbrother. I finally get over that, I think things are going to be okay, and then you discover your father’s famous, and you deliberately withhold that information from me. We get it on in the car, and pictures of me half-naked show up all over the internet.” I pulled the sheet up to cover myself. “And then you finally talk me into considering getting back together, seeing if we can somehow make this work, and then you leave for a sex tour of Europe.” I sat up, not even caring that the sheet slid down. “How the fuck do you expect me to react when you just walk in my door, Reed?”
“Exactly like you have.”
Jesus, the fact that he was calm made me even madder. “That’s all you have to say?”
He sat up as well and looked me square in the eye. “Tatum, I have so much to say to you, but I want to make sure you’re able to hear it. If you want to yell and scream at me, then go ahead. I’m not going anywhere.”
I looked down at myself and back at him. Dark ink curling around his muscular torso threatened to distract me. Instead of listing all the reasons why I was pissed at him, I wanted to press my naked body against his.
“Put some clothes on,” I said, getting out of bed. “I can’t talk to you naked.”
He unsuccessfully tried to smother a laugh as he stood up. “Hey, do you mind if I take a quick shower? I’ve been up forever, and I feel filthy.”
“Suit yourself.” I threw my comfy clothes back on and headed out to the living room to try to compose my thoughts.
When Reed walked into the living room a few minutes later, I had to look away. His wet hair slicked back and his bare chest glistening with water were more than I could handle. I was grateful he was at least wearing a towel, though it was slung so low on his hips I couldn’t help but think about what was beneath it. Without the least bit of self-consciousness, he pulled off the towel and slipped on a clean pair of jeans from his backpack. I
I reached up to pull her down for a kiss, but she shook my hand off and rolled off me to her side of the bed.
“What’s wrong?”
She just shook her head. “Nothing.” Silence stretched out between us. “Everything.”
She turned onto her side toward me, and I could barely resist taking one of her reddened nipples in my mouth again, but I sensed I should let her talk if she was so inclined.
“Talk to me, Tatum.”
10 -- Tatum
I looked at Reed, my feelings a tangled mess. My heart was still racing from my orgasm, and I could still feel the perfect ache of his cock deep inside me. I wanted to make love to him again, but I knew it was foolish to let sex overrule logic.
His expression, when he reached out and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, made me melt. He looked like a man in love. With me.
“Tell me what’s on your mind.”
I thought about getting out of bed, putting some distance between us, but I decided I was just trying to delay having the conversation. I took a long, deep breath. “I don’t feel like I can trust you, Reed.” I paused, to see if he was going to reply, but he simply waited for me to continue. “I have fantasized about being with you for as long as I can remember. I never imagined that a one-night stand would have turned into … whatever the hell this is, but every time I feel like we might have a shot at something, everything falls apart.”
Reed still didn’t say anything, but he reached out and lightly ran his hand down my bare arm.
“We hook up, and then I find out you’re my stepbrother. I finally get over that, I think things are going to be okay, and then you discover your father’s famous, and you deliberately withhold that information from me. We get it on in the car, and pictures of me half-naked show up all over the internet.” I pulled the sheet up to cover myself. “And then you finally talk me into considering getting back together, seeing if we can somehow make this work, and then you leave for a sex tour of Europe.” I sat up, not even caring that the sheet slid down. “How the fuck do you expect me to react when you just walk in my door, Reed?”
“Exactly like you have.”
Jesus, the fact that he was calm made me even madder. “That’s all you have to say?”
He sat up as well and looked me square in the eye. “Tatum, I have so much to say to you, but I want to make sure you’re able to hear it. If you want to yell and scream at me, then go ahead. I’m not going anywhere.”
I looked down at myself and back at him. Dark ink curling around his muscular torso threatened to distract me. Instead of listing all the reasons why I was pissed at him, I wanted to press my naked body against his.
“Put some clothes on,” I said, getting out of bed. “I can’t talk to you naked.”
He unsuccessfully tried to smother a laugh as he stood up. “Hey, do you mind if I take a quick shower? I’ve been up forever, and I feel filthy.”
“Suit yourself.” I threw my comfy clothes back on and headed out to the living room to try to compose my thoughts.
When Reed walked into the living room a few minutes later, I had to look away. His wet hair slicked back and his bare chest glistening with water were more than I could handle. I was grateful he was at least wearing a towel, though it was slung so low on his hips I couldn’t help but think about what was beneath it. Without the least bit of self-consciousness, he pulled off the towel and slipped on a clean pair of jeans from his backpack. I
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