Reed's Reckoning (36 page)

“But with all that being said, I DO know what the right thing is. I will try to get Reed to meet with you, or at least talk to you. But if you have any respect at all, wait to contact him until tomorrow. His first pre-season game is tonight and we are all going. This is a big deal for so many reasons, it’s his first time back since last fall, and he has a fan club that now includes his son. So, if you have any decency at all, let him have that without your drama.”

“It’s one of the reasons I drove up here today. I wanted to show him my support.”

“You’re going to the game?” I ask nervously.

“Yeah, I bought a ticket. He won’t know I’m there.”

“I’ll talk to him tonight and let him know you will be calling. That’s all I can do.” I stand up hoping she follows.

“Thank you, Arianna, I mean it. I am really sorry for everything I have done and even if you never forgive me, I am lucky to have you join our family. You make my brother happy and he really loves you.” She gets up and walks towards the back door. We don’t say anything else, but I watch her through the glass as she walks through the house and leaves through the front door.

“Miss Ari?” Darius says behind me.

“Hmmm?”

“I have the guard gate on the line; I have requested the permanent list to review with you and Reed. They need your permission.” He hands me his phone.

I approve the request and tell the gate to stop all access until we give them a permanent list. They promise to email immediately.

After Davis is settled for a nap, I take Reed’s financial file and go to the pool. I’ve been looking over his investments and see several changes to suggest. The hardest part for me was when I got his files and realized how rich Reed really is.

“Ari!” Reed yells from the back door.

I wave my hand in the air because I’m surrounded with papers and don’t want to get up and risk them moving out of order. When he gets to me, there’s worry on his face.

Shit! Darius must have told him about Cara.

“Hey, baby, how was your day?”

He bends over and brushes his lips across mine softly and then moves everything around and slides in the lounger behind me. His hands settle on my hips and the familiar tingle starts from just his touch. I put the paperwork back in the folders and put it on the ground.

“My day was fine until I got the call my sister showed up uninvited.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’ve got other things on your mind.”

“What did she say?”

“The same thing she says every time she texts you. She wants you to talk to her, blah, blah.”

“What’d you tell her?”

“That I’d try to have you answer her call tomorrow.”

“Why’d you do that?” His hands tighten.

“Because regardless, she’s still your sister. It’s been a while since she showed up on your doorstep; maybe she’ll give you a real apology.”

“Even so, I’m not sure I’m ready to forgive her. Are you ready to forgive her?”

“Nope, but she’s not asking for my forgiveness. She wants yours. I personally don’t care if we ever have a relationship, but she’s about to be family. We can’t avoid her forever. I’d be willing to put my feelings aside for you and Amy.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“Because my life has done a one eighty in a period of almost four months and I’ve got more to worry about than Cara. For example tonight, my public image isn’t exactly stellar right now since people still believe I’m a home wrecker.”

“Angel, don’t let idiots get to you. People in our close circle know the truth. The other hype will die down.”

“Ummhmm.” I respond and lean back into him. His smell fills the air around us.

“Did you just sniff me?”

“Yep, I love the way you smell.”

“How much time do we have before Davis wakes up?”

“Maybe an hour why?”

He shifts and stands pulling me with him then bends and throws me over his shoulder. Walking into the house, he goes straight to the bedroom and lays me gently on the bed.

He nuzzles against my neck and I instantly feel the moisture pool between my legs. His knees nudge between mine and his thickness presses against my core. He props on his elbows and frames my face with his hands. I lift up and kiss him, gently at first, then increase the pace. Leaning back slightly, I peel his shirt off then run my fingernail against the defined ab muscles. His stare heats up and there’s fire in his eyes. Bucking up slightly, I roll us over and situate myself on top of him. Kissing every inch of exposed skin, I grind my pelvis into his creating a delicious friction. My body is screaming at me to slam down on him hard but I want to make him squirm for once.

“Angel, I love your kisses but we don’t have all the time in the world. I want to be deep inside you.”

I ignore him even though my stomach does somersaults thinking about him filling me. I kiss until my mouth reaches the waistband of his shorts. His arousal is evident, straining against the zipper. I move quickly to unbutton and pull them off. His cock springs free and I lick the bead of pre-come before lowering my mouth as far as it will go. He hisses loudly and it sends shivers down my spine. His taste is intoxicating.

Moving slightly to the side, I suck him further until he hits the back of my throat. He jackknifes up and his hands massage my scalp. This forces me to get on my knees and feast on him. I slide one hand down and squeeze his balls hard while I bob my head up and down taking him a little further each time. He starts to pant above me. I lift higher and concentrate on the tip using my tongue to lick the slit several times.

Grabbing his length, I press it forward to lick the underside. His cock starts to thicken in my mouth and he tries to pull me up by my armpits. I shake my head and bite gently. This is my show now. I increase my speed and suction. Right when I pinch his balls, he moans loudly and the hot, salty liquid fills my mouth. He convulses, chanting as he empties in me. When I’ve swallowed the last drop, I kiss his head again and move back.

The heat in his eyes gives me a mini orgasm of my own.

“What the fuck was that?”

“Some people call it a blow job, some say oral sex, other’s may say sucking off. You can take your pick.” I tease him.

“Ari, I fucking almost blacked out.”

“Then I did it right.” I mimic his words from the night in the hot tub and smile seductively at him.

“You like that? Being in control? You like your head between my legs sucking my dick like a fucking pro?”

The passion behind his words is turning me on and my nipples tighten against the spandex material of my bathing suit. Desire pools between my legs. Before I can answer him, he lifts me and rolls us on the bed so I am under him.

“I smell you, Ari, your scent is like a drug to me. As soon as you are turned on, my senses go on alert. My mind thinks of all the things I want to do, my mouth waters thinking about the taste of you on my tongue, my dick gets hard wanting to be inside you.”

One hand lowers to my bottoms and the other flicks the clasp to remove my top. He kisses me deeply while his hands roam my body. When he reaches my drenched lips, he slides his fingers inside me causing me to clinch.

“Now it’s my turn.” He slips off the bed and between my legs.

The first sweep of his tongue feels so good I moan. He wraps his hands around my thighs and squeezes as I squirm against him. He licks up and down in a constant rhythm building me up with each sweep. I lace my fingers through his hair tugging gently and urging him to speed up. I feel my release so close with the tightening of my stomach. My nipples are aching to be touched so I cup them and knead gently. Reed growls and the vibration pushes me. He stops licking and bites lightly and I explode. Thrashing against the bed and trying not to scream, I whimper as shockwaves flow through my body.

Before I can come down from my high, he slams into me prolonging my orgasm. When my eyes open, they are met with the intense stare of his heated blues. He continues to pump into me so hard I’ll feel it long after we are through. Without warning, he rolls us so I’m on top. I look down to where we are connected, him in me so deep I feel it in my stomach.

“Ride me, Ari, fuck me hard.”

I do as he says until I feel myself getting close again. My head falls forward and I watch, sliding back and forth over his straining cock. My hands use his chest for balance because my vision is getting spotty. I swivel my hips against his and feel the blood rush to my head as the next orgasm takes over. My heart threatens to beat out of my chest and I scream.

“Oh, God!”

Reed rises up on his elbows and pumps his hips with mine. I didn’t think he could go any deeper but with this new position, I feel him everywhere. Leaning in further, he takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks hard. My hands go back to his head and encourage him to go faster. I feel him start to release in me, which pushes me over the edge one more time. He bites down to muffle his screams. My body stills as we both recover. Our bare chests pressed together and our heartbeats racing.

“Holy fucking shit. I’m never leaving your body.” He pants. “I’m glad the last memory of my hair is of your hands running through it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Tonight before the game, a bunch of us shave our heads. It makes it cooler for the season.”

The thought of Reed’s beautiful hair being gone shocks me. But then, I think of how hot he’ll look shaved. I don’t have time to ponder because Davis yells for me down the hall. I jump off of Reed, immediately missing the fullness and run to the bathroom. Reed yells to Davis that he’ll be right there and grabs his shorts. Blowing him a kiss, I shut the door. One thing’s for sure, after three earthshattering orgasms, I’m not nervous about tonight anymore.

This feels fucking great—the lights, the blaring music, the screaming fans. I’ve missed this. But tonight feels different because there’s an entire cheering section of people I love.

“Number eighty-eight, REEEEEDDDD MAATTHHHEWS!!!” I hear my name and start my jog onto the field slapping hands with my teammates as I run through them. When I hit the sideline, I look up to the box and see everyone cheering.

Davis and Ari both wore my jersey and a sense of pride fills me. Luke is holding Davis up and pointing down to the sideline. I give him a smile and slide my eyes to Ari, who is jumping up and down with my mom and Sophie. She’s got the dimples going and I think back to just hours ago when I was buried deep in her. Not wanting to grow a hard on in my cup, I point to my head and she laughs nodding. She likes the haircut.

The familiar adrenaline pumps through me when it’s time to lineup. The quarterback and I have great chemistry on the field. We read each other well. As soon as the ball snaps, I take off running, turning around to see it sailing through the air. As soon as I catch it, I make a split second decision to try and spin out but the corner catches me around the chest and we go down. Two hundred and forty pounds covers me and I struggle to break free.

The guy helps me up and we run back to the line of scrimmage. I glance at the box and see Ari’s hand covering her mouth and a look of absolute panic. Luke shakes his head at me smiling. This is going to be a long season for her if she can’t handle seeing me tackled.

I play the entire first quarter before coach pulls me out and I sit on the bench with the receiver’s coach. We cover my stats and with six receptions and one touchdown, I am on track with last year before my injury. The rest of the game seems to drag on. When we hit the locker room after it’s over, I get a text from Ari telling me she went ahead and went home because Davis fell asleep.

Usually after a game, I’m pumped and ready to go out, but tonight all I want is to feel Ari. We have a house full of people, but I’m definitely in the mood for a repeat of earlier. Jack and Luke are waiting for me at the truck and we talk about the game the whole way home. Apparently, Davis thought the whole experience was awesome. My phone chirps, right when we drive up at the house. The text is from Cara.

Cara— Great game. So proud of you. Can we please talk?

Shit!

Me— About what?

Cara— I am so sorry, Reed, please meet me tomorrow.

Me— I’ll meet you but if you say one negative word about my fiancée or try to justify your shit, we are DONE!

Cara— Tomorrow 10 am @ Starbucks?

Me— I’ll be there

“Reed, did you hear me?” Jack asks.

“No.”

“I asked why are we sitting in your truck?”

“I don’t know why you are, but I was texting my fucking sister. We’re meeting tomorrow morning.”

“Why?”

“I’m doing it for Ari.” I shake my head and swing out of the truck hoping to God Ari is still awake. Now I definitely need to feel her.

Ari, Sophie, and my mom are sitting in the kitchen when we walk in. I kiss my mom on the cheek and then pull Ari directly into my arms.

“I missed you.” I whisper into her hair.

She smiles sweetly and squeezes my waist.

“Reed, what have you guys told Davis about religion?” My mom asks us.

Ari goes still and I look down at her. She shakes her head.