Page 53 of Maliea's Hero

She reached for the button on his jeans, flipped it free and lowered the zipper.

Reid sucked in a sharp breath as his cock sprang free into her hand. “What about Nani?” he said softly.

Maliea shot a glance toward the open door of the other bedroom.

Reid could see Nani’s small form exactly where he’d left her. Sound asleep.

“She’ll sleep,” Maliea assured him. “Or is it that you don’t want me?” She started to back away.

Reid swept her up in his arms, carried her into the empty bedroom and set her on her feet. “Are you sure?”

“Never more certain in my life.” As if to prove her point, Maliea pulled her T-shirt up and over her head, tossing it to the side. Then she reached behind her and unclasped the hooks on her bra.

Reid was there to capture her breasts in his hands as her bra slid to the floor.

Maliea’s back arched, pressing her breasts into his palms.

For Reid, there was no going back. He wanted this. He wanted her.

While Maliea kicked off her shoes and shoved her jeans over her hips, Reid toed off his boots, dug a condom out of his wallet and shucked his jeans.

Maliea stood in front of him naked, beautiful and too tempting to resist.

He gathered her close and bent to kiss her. As it deepened, he walked her backward until the backs of her legs bumped into the bed.

“Sit,” Reid said into her mouth.

Maliea responded immediately, dropping to sit on the edge of the bed.

Reid nudged her knees apart and stepped between her legs. His hand kneaded her breasts, pinching the tips of her nipples.

Then he dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down her chest to her inner thighs.

He parted her folds, his gaze locking with hers.

Maliea’s eyes widened, and her breathing grew ragged.

When he bent to take her clit into his mouth, Maliea moaned and clutched the back of his head, urging him to take more.

He sucked her there, then flicked his tongue across the bundle of nerves making her jerk and writhe in response.

Her hips rocked to the rhythm of his tongue. The more he flicked, the more she rocked until her body tensed, and she caught and held her breath. “There—” she gasped. “Yes—there.”

One last flick and she clamped his head between her knees, her body pulsing to her release.

Reid continued to lick her clit until she collapsed against the mattress, her fingers swirling jerkily around the nipple of her right breast. For a moment, she breathed in and out, regaining some of her composure. Then she sat up, scooted backward on the mattress and pulled him up with her.

Reid climbed up her body, settling his hips between her legs. He lowered his head to claim her lips in a long, hard kiss. It was good but not nearly enough to satisfy the desire swelling in him, turning his cock rock-hard.

“You can tell me to stop, and I’ll respect that,” he said, closing his eyes to focus on controlling his urges.

She reached up and cupped his cheek. “Look at me.”

He did.

“I want this,” she said clearly. “I want you. Please...make love to me.”

The condom he’d fished out of his wallet lay on the bed beside Maliea. She reached for it, tore it open, fit it over the tip of his shaft and rolled it down to the base.