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He notches his cock at my entrance and I start to let out heavy breaths. He pushes lightly, but doesn’t thrust into me. Collecting my arousal that’s dripping, he strokes his cock while still notched at my entrance, then removes it and slaps my sensitive pussy, once, twice then three times before my whole body racks with an intense orgasm.

As I’m coming down from my high, I watch as he continues to stroke his thick cock a few more times before hot ropes of cum plaster my pussy.

“Oh my god.” I breathe out and look up at him. Sweat glistens over his forehead and chest.

He smirks, “Such a fucking masterpiece.”

Taking a thumb he rubs his release into my folds and skin, as if it’s lotion.

He licks his lips then whispers, “Be right back.” before disappearing into the bathroom.

After he cleans us both up, he turns the fan on and I cuddle up under his arm.

He kisses my head, “Get some sleep, Honeybee.”

CHAPTER 21

LEXIE

Ipeel my eyes open, stretching my arms and legs before realizing I’m still in Reed’s apartment and he’s left me alone in the bed. I quickly sit up, looking around the dark room. I slightly panic that he left me, but I see a glow of light coming from around the bathroom door and faintly hear water running.

I rub my eyes and look around the room some more until I see that it’s 8am on his alarm clock, realizing it’s still the weekend and I don’t have anywhere to be, I lay back and down and drown myself in his soft comforter.

This bed is so fucking comfortable. I’ll have to ask him what type of mattress this is so I can get one for myself.

The water stops running. He must have taken a shower.

Last night was intense, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. It was like something I read in one of my erotic novels. It was fucking sexy and thrilling at the same time.

The door cracks open, revealing Reed. He’s wrapped in a towel that's slung low on his waist revealing more tattoos that I didn’t notice last night. He looks over at me and smirks.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

“Morning.” I smile back.

He walks to the edge of the bed and leans in to kiss me but I cover my mouth with the comforter and mumble through it, “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

He wraps his hand around my bun and pulls tight like he did last night before yanking the comforter from my grip. “Baby, you’ll learn quickly that I don’t give a fuck.” He whispers against my lips before placing a kiss on them. He tries to gain access but I hesitantly keep them closed. Pulling on my hair tighter he leans back and looks at me. “Since you won’t let me kiss you, you can do something else with that tongue of yours.”

I try to move my head to the side so that I don’t breathe my nasty morning breath in his face, but the grip he’s holding on my hair is unrelenting. "What’s that?” I say.

He smirks and lets go of my hair before kissing my closed lips again and getting up off the bed. I watch as he walks around to open the curtain, letting the morning light filter across the room.

He rolls his computer chair away from his desk and further away from me, right in front of the window and sits. The light cascades around him making him look like a fucking god.

I tilt my head in confusion.

“Crawl to me.” He says making my face heat.

“What?”

“You heard me. I said crawl to me.” He leans back in the chair and widens his legs making the towel around him open slightly but remaining fastened at his waist.

Goosebumps crawl down my skin and my pussy flutters at his command.

I stand up and slowly go to drop to my knees but he throws another command at me, “Take your shirt off.”

I lift the fabric over my head and drop it to the floor beside me, leaving my body completely exposed to him.