Chapter 12

REID POV

I inhale so fast I swallow my tongue and choke on my own saliva. My hands white knuckle the steering wheel, and my eyes water as I struggle to breathe and clear my throat from the spit that doesn’t belong there.

Because the first thought that entered my mind after she said that was what it would be like to do that with her. To her.

How would she taste? What sounds would she make? How would her face look as I brought her right to the edge and then pulled away, over and over again, until she begged me to let her finish? Would she writhe and roll her hips against my face, seeking more friction, forcing me to hold her in place so I could pleasure her the way I want, or would she be a good girl and hold still until I told her she could come?

She stares at me from the passenger seat, her eyes twinkling with mischief, her hand in front of her mouth to cover her smile as she waits for my answer. My dick hardens again, and thank the goddess I am sitting down and can hide it easier tha