“I’d really like you to kiss me now,” Chloe whispered, her eyes searching.
Releasing a shaky breath, Reid leaned forward and kissed her softly. The feel of her lips, the heat radiating from her skin, it was almost too much. He held still, their mouths only a hairsbreadth apart. He’d barely kissed her and he felt dizzy.
Chloe twisted her fingers through his hair and tightened her grip. “You’re killing me,” she mumbled, brushing her cheek against his.
“You have no idea how hard I’m trying to control myself. I don’t want to mess this up.”
Chloe tugged his hair gently until their eyes met. “The only way you’re going to mess this up is if you overthink it. Do what feels right.”
“Do you realize what you’re saying?”
Chloe tugged on her lip ring. “I hope so.”
Without another word, Reid slid his hands around her neck into her hair. Tilting her face, he kissed her again, and this time he didn’t hold back. Their mouths moved in perfect sync, as if they’d been doing it for years. Pulling her lip into his mouth, Reid traced the smooth metal ring with his tongue then bit down. It was something he’d thought about doing a million times, and making it a reality caused his muscles to tighten with need.
Reaching around her waist, Reid lifted her from the side of the bed and carried her to the center as he crawled over her. Settling between her parted thighs, he rocked his hips. The feel of her body, soft and warm, elicited a tortured groan from his throat as he broke their kiss.
Dropping to his elbows, he brushed his lips over her cheek. “Chloe,” he whispered. “Tell me to stop.”
Chloe smoothed her hands down his back and gripped the bottom of his shirt. Pulling it up his body, she trapped him with her violet-blue eyes. “I don’t want you to stop.”
“God,” he exhaled, trembling as he twisted so Chloe could pull the shirt over his head. He watched her lips part as she used the tip of her finger to trace the tattoos covering his chest. His muscles tensed and goose bumps covered his skin as she worked her way to the button of his jeans. Licking his lips, he moved his hand to the sliver of exposed skin between the hem of her shirt and her shorts and waited. Chloe sat up and lifted her arms, answering his silent question.
Desire burned through his veins as his eyes swept over tattoos that, until now, had been hidden from view. Bright colors swirled around her side and disappeared under the lace of her bra. “Fuck. Look at you,” he murmured, placing a soft kiss to her shoulder. He couldn’t take his eyes off her sweat-glistened skin. He wanted to explore every inch of her body with his mouth, and he would.
“Take this off,” he urged, unfastening her bra. Chloe laughed softly and slipped the straps down her arms.
A mischievous smile curved his lips. “Are you laughing at me?”
“I wouldn’t dream of doing something like that, Padawan.”
The familiar nickname caused something to settle inside his chest. He cupped her jaw, smiling when she leaned into his touch. “I know this might seem fast, but it doesn’t feel wrong.”
“I know.”
Reid dipped his head and kissed the side of her neck as he eased her back onto the bed. Moving to the column of her throat, he kissed his way down her body, making sure his lips touched every piece of hidden ink. Chloe’s skin prickled when he nipped her hip bone as he dragged her shorts and panties down her legs.
He took his time, continuing his way down her body, stopping to place featherlight kisses to the inside of her thigh, the bend of her knee, the smooth skin on the inside of her ankle. Removing the remainder of his clothes, he began his ascent back up her body, kneading and stroking, licking and sucking until Chloe was moaning and gasping his name in broken pants.
Claiming her mouth once more, he wrapped his hand under her thigh and tugged, tilting her hips and opening her up to him. He paused when he felt the soft warmth of her body and broke their kiss. “Wrap your legs around me,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers as he spoke.
Chloe did as he asked, her arms and legs anchoring him, surrounding him with every part of her. With parted lips and their eyes locked, he rocked forward until their bodies connected in every way. A wave of heat rushed under his skin, the feeling so intoxicating he struggled to keep his eyes open. But he refused to break their connection, the one that had nothing to do with sex. Being inside her, above her, looking into her bottomless violet eyes was like nothing Reid had ever experienced. He knew then he would do anything in the world to keep her. Anything at all.
Halos of light dotted his vision when Chloe moaned softly, her trembling muscles tightening around him. She dug her nails into his back, intensifying the fire gathering in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to see her come undone. He wanted to swallow her moans and feel her muscles clench around him as waves of pleasure left her breathless.