Page 175 of Reverie
I don’t want to fuck this up.
“I need—” she swallows, and I watch her throat move with the action. “I just saw two people get their brains blown out. And they were trying to killme.I feel—I feel so outside of my body. I need you to help me find it, H,” she whispers, her words halting.
I put my fingers into the curls at the base of her neck, contemplating her words.
“Are you ready, baby?” I say, pulling her close with slow movements to whisper close to the shell of her ear.
She nods, her actions restricted by the firm grip I have on her neck.
“Good,” I say, then I slap her hard on her right ass cheek. The crack is loud, and I know it smarts from the way she jumps in the air.
But instead of a howl of pain, she groans, a choked sound, and leans into me, her hands flying to my shoulders. I rub soothing circles over the assaulted cheek.
“I won’t punish you, Winter. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
She makes another sound in her throat, but this time, it borders on a lost cry. I bunch her skirt in my fist, raising it inch by inch to reveal her shapely thighs.
“But I will help remind you that you’re alive.”
She shudders at that, releasing my name with a breathy sigh.
“Hold this up. Don’t let it drop,” I order when her skirt clears her ass.
Her hands fly to grasp the fabric in tight fists.
Once my hands are free, I grab her bikini bottoms and shove them down to pool around her ankles.
The muscles in her thighs twitch with a fine tremble as she stands with her legs slightly spread, naked from the waist down.
A year ago, she would have been totally scandalized, terrified at someone seeing us—seeingherin this way.
But now? Now she widens her stance, and the wetness on her trimmed pussy hair glistens, calling for me to get a taste.
“Do you want me to use you? Do you want me to fuck you so hard that you’ll feel me long after I’ve left my cum in your body? It’ll be my reminder that you’re still here.”
She nods, her curls bouncing. “Yes, Hunter. I want that. I need that.”
“Good,” I say. “Now get on your knees.”
She doesn’t stall, she just drops to her knees, her hands going to her thighs. The sight of her staring up at me with herwide eyes and plush lips makes me go from hard to steel in a heartbeat.
“Put my cock in your mouth,” I dictate. She puts her hands on my waistband, knowing not to go too slowly with unbuttoning the pants and pulling my dick out.
She strokes me once, twice, and I feel my balls draw up, and my eyes start to roll back.
“I said, suck my fucking cock, Winter,” I spit out, and she jumps into action, bringing the head of my dick to her lips. She looks at me with an unwavering, trusting gaze and kisses me on the tip. One, two, three—then, she gives me a long, hot, wet lick up my shaft.
I groan deep within my chest, an involuntary action. She wants to feel this, so I put my hand on the back of her head, forcing her to take more of me into her mouth. Her lips stretch wide, servicing my cock with a tight, long suck.
She pulls off me for a breath.
“I promise to keep myself safe, Hunter,” she vows, her voice desperate as she whispers the words along the shaft of my dick.
All I can do is growl at her admission.
“I’m sorry for being reckless. I just wanted to get you something like you got me. I want the world to know you’re taken.”
A gust of wind comes through and the rotor blades spin in a slow wobble behind me. I’m acutely aware that we’re in the middle of the helipad in plain view of the house.