Small-Town Sweetheart (The Spring Grove Series Book 2) Read online

  His large and scrumptiously naked body falls between my legs before he tears his mouth from mine, kissing across my chest. While I want him to get to where I am aching for him abundantly, his mouth feels real good against my breasts. He loves on my nipples and then the whole mound of flesh. He leaves nothing untouched as he kisses down my body. When he curves his tongue around my heavy breast, I arch into his mouth, humming his name. He dips his tongue in my belly button as he pushes my legs back, kissing each thigh before taking my pussy whole in his mouth.

  He sucks hard, a popping sound driving me wild as I hold on to the back of the seat and then the wheel. He moves his tongue along my slit slowly, with purpose, as my toes curl against the doorframe. Reed’s fingers bite into my ass as my thighs rest against his shoulders, and then his tongue is curling around my clit. He goes fast, slow, and then fast once more. It’s as if he doesn’t know what he wants to do, so he does it all.

  I’m not complaining one bit.

  Quite the opposite.

  I cry out, my body going tight as he continues his torture. When he begins to fuck me fast with his tongue, his nose presses into my clit, and I’m a goner. I come so hard that I wouldn’t doubt if the whole town heard me. His name falls from my lips with gusto as he laps at my pussy. His lips press to my body in such a sweet, gentle way. If I weren’t floating away on my little orgasm cloud, I could appreciate his tenderness, but I can’t. I’m gone.

  He kisses my thighs and then the spot right above my pussy before looking up at me. Reed’s eyes are hooded, full of such desire, and I think I might come again. His chest presses to mine as he moves his lips to my mouth. I bring my hands up, framing his face as he continues to kiss me. His cock moves along my wet pussy, and the feeling is positively sinful. When he pulls back, he has a condom in his hand, and I notice he has taken it from the glove box.

  I bring my brows in. “Is that still good?”

  He mirrors my expression. “I think so. I stole them out of Bryce’s truck.”

  I snort. “You’re so mean. He had a date tonight.”

  “He laughed when I struck out at the game, so I don’t care. Plus, there is only one, so surely he has a backup box I couldn’t find.”

  I giggle as he pulls back to sheathe himself. “So you looked?”

  “Oh yeah. Believe me, I want you more than once.”

  A small smile plays on his lips as he covers his engorged and sexy cock with the condom. His eyes meet mine, and we freeze. It’s not in shock or anything bad; I feel like it’s in appreciation of each other. We’re seeing each other naked for the first time as adults, and the view is pretty great.

  “You sure are gorgeous, Del.”

  My cheeks burn. “Stop.”

  “Never.” His voice is rough as he covers my body with his.

  “Well, you aren’t ugly.”

  He smiles against my lips. “How nice of you to say.”

  “Yeah, but I’ve always thought you were hot.”

  His eyes burn into mine. “Funny, I’ve thought the same of you.”

  He enters me, hard and to the hilt, taking my breath away completely. I wish I had time to digest what he just said, but he doesn’t give me time to. He’s moving into me, his fingers gripping me at the back of my knees as his eyes slowly fall shut. I watch him, his lashes kissing those high cheekbones while his shoulders flex and go taut. His chest is defined, sexy, and hard with muscle. A sexy trail of hair makes a path down the middle of his stomach, and I have this unruly need to lick him there. I want to lick him everywhere.

  Lord almighty.

  He feels fucking fantastic inside me. Thick, filling me completely, and I don’t want him to stop. He picks up speed, his body slamming into mine. He bends his head down, flicking his tongue at my nipples as he pounds into me. It’s sloppy but amazing. I love it, and when his lips take mine, I’m crying into his mouth as another orgasm takes over.

  “Fuck yes.”

  God, his words make me want to come again. Who am I kidding? All of him makes me want to come over and over again. His body is firm, and his shoulders feel amazing under my nails as he drives into me lusciously hard. He thrusts into me twice more before he stills, a loud, guttural yell filling my mouth. I capture his moan, my body shaking against his as he throbs inside me. He twitches against me as his orgasm rakes over his beautiful body.

  When he falls against me, I take in a deep breath, looking at the truck ceiling and moving my fingers up and down his solid back. He kisses my neck and my chest before trailing kisses up my chin. His eyes are full of such light, and everything goes fuzzy. Or at least, I think they do. I know my vision is blurry.

  His lips curve as he breathes in deeply. “Did you really use to think of me when you would get off?”

  A small, content kittenish grin is on my lips. I’m not even ashamed. “Every time.”

  His mouth meets mine, and I close my eyes, letting myself enjoy this kiss as he smiles against my mouth. Even though I still have no clue what the hell we’re doing, I don’t care.

  Because I just had sex with Reed McElroy.

  “You've got to be freaking kidding me.”

  Reed’s soft chuckle fills the truck as we pull into my driveway. On the porch is Mawmaw, with a beer in her hand and a curious look on her face. “I told you to put your pants on.”

  “Shut up. You did not,” I grumble at him.

  “Maybe not. It’s a great view for sure.”

  I glare at him, but when I hear Mawmaw laugh, I groan. “Damn it.”

  He laughs. “Who taught her that?”

  I look up at her. She’s hanging over the rail, pushing her index finger into a hole she’s making with her other hand. “Good Lord! I don’t know.”

  We watch her for another moment, and then we’re both laughing. She’s absolutely insane. “I bet she saw it on Vanderpump Rules.”

  “Vanderpump Rules?”

  “Trashy reality TV. Almost like that stupid shit my sister is on.”

  Reed moves his hand into mine, and my laughter cuts off as I meet his gaze. “I don’t want to talk about that.”

  “No?”

  “No,” he whispers, his fingers threading through mine. “I want to kiss you, but I think she’s watching us.”

  “She is.” I don’t even have to look to know. She probably has a pair of binoculars. “Is that a problem? ’Cause when I get out of the truck in only panties, she’ll know what we were off doing.”

  His eyes fill with something I can’t name. Maybe apprehension, but it’s only there for a moment before he leans forward, pressing his lips to mine. He swipes his tongue along my bottom lip, and I gladly meet his tongue with mine. Our kisses are hot, demanding, and I don’t want to let him leave. I worry space might ruin this, even though I have no clue what this is. I really should find that out.

  When he pulls back, he kisses both sides of my mouth before pressing his lips to my nose. His lips linger there as his fingers twist with mine. “I had a really great time.”

  “Me too.” My voice is breathless, hoarse almost.

  “I’d love to do it again.”

  “Yes, I want that very much.”

  He smiles against my lips, and butterflies flutter up my throat. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

  “Bright and early.”

  I pull back because if I don’t, I won’t. I’ll stay right here, in this truck, with his mouth on mine. While some would see a problem with that, Reed included, I don’t. I want him, badly. But maybe I do need some space. I gather my pants and shoes and open the door. I feel his gaze on me as I slide out, pulling my panties out of my ass. When he groans, I grin back at him.

  “That ass is trouble.”

  “So is your mouth,” I throw back at him as I shut the door. “Bye.”

  He gives me a wave just as my mawmaw yells, “Girl, where are your pants?”

  I look back, and Reed laughs as he pulls out of the drive. “You’re on your own.”

  “Ass!”