"Was it good?" Reed asked carefully.

Oh, God, how could he ask? It was the most humiliating experience of my life. The guy was a complete jerk.

He moved my hair out of my eyes and palmed my cheeks, moving me back from his chest until we looked at each other.

"Tell me." His voice was as low as mine, but there was steel behind it. The serious look in his eyes gave me courage.

"It was in the backseat of his carquick, ugly, and demeaning." I tried to glance away, but he wouldn't let me.

"We didn't even undress all the way. He got mad because I told him he had to use a condom. He told me before we started that he had one. It ended up being an old ratty thing in his wallet that he didn't think he would really need. The experience was awful and I was mad at myself that I gave it up to him."

So much sympathy showed on Reed's face. "I promise this will be good. I'll make it good."

I couldn't even smile; I needed him so badly. "Then hurry before I chicken out."

"No, baby, there's no way I'm hurrying this," he said as he pulled his jeans and underwear completely off.

He laughed at my groan while picking up a bottle of shampoo and washing my hair, massaging my scalp and drawing another moan from my lips. After applying conditioner and rinsing it out, he began washing my bodyslowly. Stubbornlyslow. Every blessed inch of me, including the bottoms of my feet.

I was shaking by the time he finished, needing so much from him. He wrapped me in a towel, dried himself then my hair. He took a comb and slowly worked out the tangles. I wasn't sure why I wanted to cry, but tears welled behind my eyes and I had to fight them back with everything I had. I didn't deserve him, and nothing in my life turned out good. This couldn't possibly be any different, but I wanted him so badly. Too badly.

"Trust me, Jaycee." The whisper had me looking up into the most gorgeous face on earth, and all I could do was nod.

He led me into his bedroom, the side lamps casting a soft glow over the beautiful comforter. He pulled it back, sat down on the edge, and shifted me so I was between his legs. Leaning over, he opened the drawer to his nightstand and removed a condom then laid it on the pillow. After discarding my towel and throwing it off somewhere, he kissed my belly, cupping my breasts.

"I owe you an apology." He spaced the kisses about an inch apart as he spoke. "It's just hard to apologize when I wouldn't take what happened back for all the money in the world." More kisses. "I should never have tied you to that chair or cut away your clothes. I wasn't thinking straight that night, but it's no excuse." Now the kisses moved up to my breasts. "I've thought about these every night since then. I can't get your breasts out of my mind. I think about you tied to that chair and I'm hard as a rock." He stopped and peered up at me. "What I did was wrong, but I just can't be sorry, baby."

"Don't be sorry." And I meant it.

He buried his head against my abs, groaning deeply. "If this isn't what you want, stop me now."

My words were breathy soft. "I'm not stopping you, Reed. I need this. I need you."

He swung me up using his powerful arms, twisting his body around on the bed, and arranging me so I lay full length on top of him. My legs naturally straddled his hips, his cock jutting up between us. I couldn't help staring at it.

"Touch me, baby."

I tentatively lifted my hand and touched the skin just under the head with trembling fingers. His flesh was silky smooth, which I didn't expect. And warm-no, hot. His cock jumped and I couldn't help the startled laugh that escaped me. I gazed up. He smiled, passion written on each line of his face, his eyes hooded.

My fingers circled him and I glanced down to watch what I was doing. He wasn't just long but wide too. I had no idea how he would fit, but I was done waiting. Going on instinct, I cupped his balls in my other hand and slowly rubbed my palm up and down his incredible cock. So exquisite when I'd never thought this part of a man was even nice. His was perfect and the silky feeling was better than perfect.

He took my shoulders, lifting me slightly so I had to let go. He brought me up higher, my hands landing on his shoulders.

He reached up by his head and grabbed the condom, tearing the wrapper with his teeth. He moved me slightly with one arm so he could reach his cock. I watched him roll the condom down the entire length.

"Kiss me, Jaycee." Pure need thrummed in his low, throaty words.

I couldn't resist his mouth; hell- I couldn't resist him.

This kiss was more powerful than all the others combined. His tongue dove in, swirling around my mouth, sucking and nibbling. His hardness pressed between my legs, the tip at my entrance, but he didn't press inside. His fingers grasped my ass and stilled the questing forward movement of my pelvis as he continued kissing me. He pulled my hips a little forward and his arched up.

Just the head went in. He was big, I was tight, and I couldn't help tensing. His lips left my mouth as he kissed along my jaw to my ear.

"A little more, baby." He pushed in farther and bit my earlobe at the same time.

Damn, who knew my ear could be so sexy?

He moved me a little higher up his body while levering me closer, slowly gaining entry. It stung in a hundred different ways, but he started sucking where he'd just kissed. He pushed again and gained another tight inch at the same time he sat forward so my knees spread wider. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his teeth bit into my shoulder. My body started sinking down over his cocktight, smooth, just the right side of painful.

"Breathe, baby."

I hadn't realized I was holding my breath, but I let out the air and then took a breath inward. He pushed his hips off the bed, impaling me. His arms moved to my back and held me tight. He didn't move his hips, just rested inside of me while I wrapped myself tighter around him.

Slowly, his arms loosened and he grabbed my hair at the nape, pulling my upper body away so I had to look at him.

Our connection was so intimate that it actually embarrassed me.

"You okay?" If it weren't for the break in his voice, I would think this wasn't affecting him.

"Oh, God, Reed, please," I begged. My body was wound so tight, I couldn't think straight.

He leaned back, releasing my hair and grasping my hips while he slowly lifted me off his cock. The tight slide drew a groan from him and an intake of breath from me. He watched my face and I tried to keep the discomfort from my expression. Oh, but when he pushed back in it wasn't as bad. Then he lifted my hips again. I was wet, but the slight friction caused a gush of fluid and the glide of our bodies became easier.

I always thought the person on top controlled the pace, but Reed had my hips in a tight grip and he moved me at his own speed. My knees slipped down a bit and his cock ran over my clit as he was sliding back in. I moaned with the contact and he made sure he hit that same spot again and again.

Suddenly, as he sank in deep, he rolled me beneath him. He caught my hands, threading our fingers, and lifted them above my head. His eyes blazed-the blue, so crystal clear I gasped.

"Put your legs around me." His tightly spoken words let me know he fought for control.

Then, he lost it.

No longer gentle, he rose above me before burying himself deep. I swear I could feel his cock throb as he pulled back out and sank to the hilt again and again.

My head whipped from side to side, but he used his teeth to nip the parts of me that remained still. I felt the burn of his teeth on my shoulder, my throat, the tops of my breasts. A fire built between my legs and he pressed my hands deeper into the mattress at the same time he pushed my ass deeper into the same softness using his hips to thrust downward. I cried out, unable to stop the tide washing over me. My toes curled, my thighs tightened, and my heels dug into his ass.

My orgasm was almost painful, the intensity overwhelming as it roared through every part of my body. He kept up the fast movement, taking his pleasure, his eyes even brighter after I found mine. I watched his glorious facethe muscles bunch, lips tight. His mouth opened slightly as he ground against me, going deeper than he had before. It hurt, it turned me on, it flipped my world upside down as I watched him come. There wasn't a more incredible sight on earth and I'd done this to him.