The Promise (Neighbor from Hell, #10)(41)

They really shouldn’t be doing this, but as Reed pressed a kiss against her neck, she realized that she didn’t care. At that moment, she didn’t care about a lot of things. She didn’t care that the rest of her colleagues probably hated her, that she was on sabbatical and would most likely lose her job because a man that she’d respected lied, that she didn’t know what she was going to do now or thinking about any of the things that kept her up late at night.

Right now, the only thing that she cared about was how good it felt to be in the arms of the only man that she would never have to worry about breaking her heart.

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He was a fucking idiot, but as he kissed the beautiful woman climbing on top of him, he found it difficult to care. She felt so fucking good, he thought as she settled on top of him. Cupping her face in his hands, he continued to kiss her, groaning as she ground herself down against his cock, somehow making it harder than it had ever been before. When she whimpered into his mouth, he realized that he’d do anything to make her scream his name again.

Absolutely fucking anything, he decided as he moved his hands over her shoulders and down her back so that he could cup her ass, encouraging her to keep moving against him. She was so fucking wet, he thought with a groan. So fucking wet, so fucking tight, and so fucking-

“Reed,” she moaned his name on a whimper as she shifted her hips so that the next time she pushed back, he was sliding back inside her.

So fucking good, he thought, groaning as he wrapped his arms around her and rolled her onto her back. Before her back touched the bed, he was already moving inside her, unable to help himself. He’d never felt anything better in his life. She was so fucking hot and tight…so fucking tight.

“You feel so fucking perfect,” he groaned as he slowly fucked her, savoring every thrust back inside her.

“So do you,” Joey said with one of those moans that drove him crazy as she ran her hands over him.

After giving her one last kiss, he raised himself so that he could watch her as he deepened his thrusts. She was so fucking beautiful, he thought as he watched her lick her lips hungrily as she shifted her hips to move with him. When she cupped his face in her hands and pulled him closer, he went without a second thought even as he had to wonder if he’d ever be able to resist her.

There wasn’t a chance in hell that he’d ever be able to resist her, he decided when he felt her walls tighten around him and-

“Reed!” she gasped, her breaths coming faster as she grabbed onto his shoulders, her back arched, and-

“Fuck!” he growled, deepening his thrusts and ground his teeth with a groan as she milked him, tearing a groan from him as his hands fisted in the sheets and he buried his face against her shoulder as a shot of pleasure tore through his body.

As he laid there, struggling to catch his breath, he realized that he was in real trouble here only to decide that he didn’t fucking care when she wrapped her arms around him.

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Now was definitely a good time to panic, Joey decided with a solemn nod and a quick glance at the man that had finally passed out by her side. Biting her lip, she grabbed hold of the large arm that was wrapped around her and after several failed attempts, she was finally able to lift his arm off her and—

Sigh when he wrapped his arm back around her and pulled her tightly against him as he grumbled what sounded suspiciously like, “Soft,” in his sleep. Risking a glance over her shoulder to make sure that Reed wasn’t waking up for round five, and she fully planned on freaking out about round one, two, three, and four in a minute, she reached for his arm again. Several minutes and numerous failed attempts later, she reluctantly accepted the fact that she wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while.

Biting back a sigh, she shifted to get more comfortable only to remember that there was currently a huge arm pinning her to the bed. Deciding that this would be the perfect spot for a nervous breakdown after all, she slowly exhaled as she prepared herself for the panic that should be coming only to become somewhat distracted by the large appendage currently pressed against her back.

That, of course, brought up memories of what happened last night and all the incredible things that Reed did to her and—

She decided that she was actually okay with what happened last night. More than okay with it in fact, she thought as she watched the large tan hand that was holding her start making its way down her stomach right around the time that she decided that she was definitely okay with whatever happened.





Chapter 25

“We are no longer speaking, asshole,” the little bastard said with a glare that Reed easily ignored as he walked into the kitchen and found the reason that he felt relaxed for the first time in years sitting at the table covered with platters overflowing with French toast, eggs, hash browns, toast, and sausages.

“Good morning, Reed,” he thought he heard someone say.

“Thanks,” he said absently as he placed his bag on the floor and joined them at the table, barely aware of the little bastard glaring at him as he sat there, thinking about just how good it felt to wake up with her in his arms only to bite back a groan when he thought about just how fucking incredible it felt when she’d joined him in the shower earlier.

He’d never been a big fan of shower sex before, but now…

He couldn’t stop thinking about how fucking good it felt to have her in his arms. The way her body felt against his, how good it felt to run his hands over her wet skin, and just how fucking good it felt to have her hand working him. Just thinking about her hand sliding over his cock had him shifting in his chair and seriously debating calling in sick so that he could spend the rest of the day in bed with her only that wasn’t an option, but god, did he want it to be.