Giving It to the Bad Boy (16 page)

panties, but that was the reality of the situation. When she came back down Reese was leaning against the wall, his fingers moving quickly over his phone as he texted. He slipped his phone back in his

pocket and smiled at her.

“Hey baby, you good to go?” The wink he gave her had her flushing. Did he know she had to

change her panties because he had made her so aroused they were uncomfortably wet? He pushed off

the wall and stood in front of her a second later. Cupping her cheek in his hand, her whispered, “You are so pretty when you blush.” And her heart just jumped right out of her chest. One more light kiss on her forehead from him and he led them out the front door to his Trans-Am. When they were both

inside and he was on the road, he reached for her hand and placed their twined fingers on his thigh.

“Would you want to go to a bonfire at Marcus’s after ice cream?” He glanced over at her.

Was that really something she wanted to do? Images of her time at Haden’s party played through

her mind, and Reese squeezed her hand, as if he could sense her unease.

“Hey, no worries if you don’t want to go, but this won’t be like Haden’s. It’s only a handful of

close friends.” He squeezed her hand once more. “Besides, I’ll be by you the whole time, and I swear to fucking God, Kiera, I won’t let anything happen to you.” He brought her hand to his mouth and gave her fingers a kiss. The seriousness and hard truth to his words relaxed her. “Seriously though I’m not hard-up to go or anything, but I do eventually want to introduce you to the rest of my friends.”

She trusted him. He had already proved he could protect her, and that had been when they didn’t

even know each other. “I’d like to meet your friends.”

“That’s good, baby.” He looked at her again and grinned. “You know what, Kiera?”

She swallowed, “Yeah?” The way he said her name was heated and low and made her think of

all kinds of dirty things she had no experience with.

“I want everyone to know you’re mine.” Her breathing hitched at his meaningful words. “And

you’re mine, Kiera, yeah?” The serious expression on his face told her everything she needed to

know. Reese did want her as much as she wanted him.

“Yes, Reese, I’m yours.” He kissed her hand again, rested it right over his heart for a moment

then laid it back on his thigh. Even when they were done with their ice cream and heading over to

Marcus’s he kept her hand on his thigh. It thrilled her.

Reese took Kiera’s hand and led her toward the bright, large fire in the center of an empty

field. Marcus lived in an older farmhouse with his father. The three acres had a small creek that ran through it, an old horse pasture, and a shed that was in just as in bad shape as Kline’s barn. Thinking about that barn had her arousal spiking again, and Kiera quickly pushed those thoughts away. They

passed a handful of cars and trucks on their way to the fire, and the closer they got the louder the music became. The house was a large two-story log cabin style home with a wraparound deck and

even a swing on the front porch. Instantly she recognized Marcus, Leo, and Christian, but there were five other guys, three of whom she recognized from school but didn’t know personally, and the other

two that she had never seen before. Her heart leapt when she saw Kelly, the hostess from the Italian restaurant Reese took her to last week. Kelly gave her a dirty look, but turned her attention to the guy she was currently perched upon. He was one of the guys from their school, and Kiera thought his

name was Mike, or Mark.

“Yo, Reese, what’s up?” Marcus stood, and he and Reese clapped each other on the back.

“Hey, man.” Leo was next, and then Christian came up and greeted them.

“How’s it going, Kiera?” Marcus wrapped his arms around her as if they had been friends for

years. All she could do was stand there from shock.

“Hey now.” Reese pushed Marcus away and wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her

close to his side.

“Sorry, man. Just showing your girl some love.” Marcus grinned over at her, but whatever look

Reese gave him had the smile on Marcus’s face leaving right away. “Whatever, you possessive

asshole.” Marcus grinned again, and she heard and felt Reese chuckle.

“You would be, too, if you had a girl like Kiera.” Reese leaned down and kissed the top of her

head, and Kiera’s pulse raced. She loved that he didn’t care what others might think about him

showing her affection.

“Yeah, man, true dat.” Christian hollered for a fresh round of beer, and Marcus flipped him off.

“I guess I should take care of these bitches. You guys want a beer?”

Reese looked down at her, and she shook her head. “Nah, man, we’re good.”

“Cool, man.” They followed Marcus over to the rest of the guys, and Marcus started introducing

her to everyone. “Shayne, Zac, Mike, you know Reese’s girl, Kiera.” The three guys she had seen

around school lifted their beer cans or tilted their chins in acknowledgment. The fact Marcus called her “Reese’s girl” had her flushing. Kelly, who was on Mike’s lap, looked her up and down, but the

smile she gave Kiera was anything but genuine. “Jake and Colt over there go to Mount Tess

University with Mason.”

“Where is your asshole brother anyway?” Colt chuckled, which had the other guys laughing as

well. “He was supposed to be back with more beers twenty minutes ago.”

“He probably found some chick to bang in the backroom of the convenience store.” Everyone

murmured their agreement or started laughing.

Marcus rolled his eyes, and must have seen her confusion because he said, “Mason is my

brother and a bigger man whore than…” He cut his eyes to Reese, and she instantly felt uncomfortable because she knew what he was implying. “Let’s just say he likes the female population.” He cleared

his throat and murmured about finding some beers inside. He headed off into the darkness and toward

the house.

Reese sat on one of the lawn chairs, and to her surprise and embarrassment, pulled her onto his

lap. His lips found the shell of her ear, and he whispered, “Is this okay, Kiera?”

This was a little blatant for her, but then again she knew she liked the feel of his hard, strong

body beneath hers, and the fact he so clearly wanted to place claim on her. Looking down at him, she wet her lips and nodded. He curled his fingers around her hipbone and pulled her toward him so her

back rested against his chest. After a while Kiera grew more comfortable and enjoyed talking and

joking with the other guys. Kelly stayed quiet and texted on her phone. The only time she looked up

was when Mike would whisper something into her ear and make her giggle. Marcus came back ten

minutes later with an older looking version of himself following behind. She assumed the new guy to

be Mason. He held a twelve pack of beer in each hand and did a little head lift to everyone.

After being introduced to Mason, they sat around the fire for another couple of hours talking.

Kiera couldn’t help but laugh at the sordid and drunken stories Mason and the other college guys told.

It seemed the more beer the guys drank the looser their lips became. She knew that if they had been

sober they certainly wouldn’t be revealing some of their more embarrassing tales to everyone.

Reese brushed her hair away from her ear and said in his low, deeply sexy voice, “You want to

leave soon? It’s getting kind of late.” He let his lips brush back and forth along her ear, and she

sighed—sleep being the last thing on her mind. Feeling a bit wanton, she turned and let her lips press against the skin right below his ear. His whole body grew taut beneath her, and she swore she heard

him suck in a breath but not yet release it.

Trailing open-mouthed kisses over his neck and up to his ear, she knew people were probably

staring, but at that moment she didn’t give a damn. “I actually would like to leave, but sleeping isn’t what I want to do, Reese.”

Yeah, he stopped them earlier, telling her it was best not to rush, but Kiera wanted to be with

him desperately. Being so close to him and having the hardness of his muscles right under her, had

Kiera thinking about the two of them in bed together, naked and sweaty. She looked into his eyes,

knowing that he could see exactly what she meant, or at least she hoped he did. The way he

swallowed, as if he was struggling to do that simple task, had her shifting on his lap. He groaned

softly, and he grew hard under her ass.

“Kiera…” The tightening and loosening of his fingers on her hips kept her grounded, but that

wasn’t what she wanted to feel right now.

“Will you take me home, Reese?” They stared at each other, and she swore she could see

darker flecks of blue swirled within the lighter tones. He didn’t answer, and so she asked him again.

“Will you, Reese?”

“Is that what you really want, pretty girl?” Voice pitched low, but filled with enough heat to

rival the sun, Reese kept her gaze trapped within his.

He was giving her a way out. He was saying much in just a few words. He made her feel like

there was no one else in the world for him but her. He had a past, a hard and violent one from what

she gathered. Giving herself to him was one of the biggest steps she would ever take, and one that

would mark every other intimate part of her life from this point onward. She looked around, realizing that not one person was paying them any attention. In essence, they were in their own little world.

When she looked back at Reese it was to see him still staring at her. There was no pressure in his

expression, even if she was the one who brought this whole conversation up.

“I’ve never wanted anything more, Reese.” And that was the truth. Sparks flashed behind his

eyes. He looked away, and she could tell he was thinking about it, possibly even thinking of an excuse to wait. He was honorable, but she wanted him to be her first tonight. In the next moment he was

standing and striding with her away from everyone. He called out over his shoulder that he’d catch up with them later. They reached the car, and when she thought he’d reach over and open her door for

her like he did every other time, a gasp of pleasure left her when instead he spun her around, pressed her back against the side of the car, and kissed her. His strong arms caged her in, and his tongue slid against hers. Kiera wanted nothing more than to let him have her right in the open and against his

Trans-Am. He broke the kiss far too quickly, looked down at her as he breathed in and out heavily,

and finally opened her door. Her legs shook as she moved into the passenger’s seat. He moved fluidly around the car despite the obvious arousal that tented the front of his jeans.

The silence filled the interior once he was seated beside her, but the sound of their heavy

breathing showed exactly where their minds and bodies were. She asked him to drive back to her

house, and he did so in record time. Once he pulled the car into the driveway and turned it off they sat there for several minutes. The reality of what they were really about to do, about what she asked him to do, consumed her. He might have a wealth of experience where sex was concerned, but he looked

just as nervous as she felt.

“Kiera—”

“Reese?” She knew what he was going to do—try to talk her out of this once again, but that was

the last thing she wanted.

She heard him swallow before he answered. “Yeah, baby?”

She turned in her seat and looked at him. Kiera wanted him to see that what she said was

exactly what she wanted.

“I want this. I want you.”

Time froze, and then he pulled her in and kissed her. A sigh left her because she knew she

would never get used to the powerful emotions one little kiss from him could create inside of her.

“Take me inside, Reese.”

They were in her house and up to her room only moments later. Kiera shut the door behind her

and leaned against it as she stared at Reese. He walked around her room, and ran his fingers along the edge of her dresser, her windowsill, and finally came to stop at the edge of her bed. It was a queen-sized frame, but Reese made it look tiny in comparison. She hadn’t bothered turning on her light, so the only illumination they had to work with was from the moon shining through the window.

He faced her and said, “Come here, Kiera.” She loved the way he said her name, so low and

deep, but filled with enough scorching fire she felt it down to her bones.

Making her way over to him, she stood just inches in front of him and breathed in his scent. She

wanted his hands on her as badly as she wanted her next breath.

“I want you to touch me, Reese.” She didn’t know where all this courage came from, but she

was going to go with it. No way would she let her fear control her again.

“
Christ
, baby.” She was roughly pulled into the hardness of his body and closed her eyes at the contact. “You smell so good.” His lips were soft and almost hesitant as they skated down her temple

to the corner of her mouth and placed a soft kiss there. He continued his downward path and inhaled

deeply when he reached her throat. Using his hand on the side of her neck to tilt her head to the side more, he inhaled deeply again and groaned. “Like lavender.”

Moisture pooled out of her pussy and her clit throbbed.

“I could spend all night just dragging my tongue along your body, memorizing every inch of your

soft flesh, and making you mine.” He moved his mouth to the corner of hers and whispered, “You’d

like that, wouldn’t you, baby?” His tongue came out and slipped along her lower lip. “You like being mine.” He traced her lips with his tongue. “You like knowing that if any asshole fucks with you I’ll break their bones.”