Before I could ask if he was okay, he leaned forward, pressing his forehead to mine as he helped me move my hips faster, riding him harder. His breath came in harsh pants, his fingers biting into my flesh.
“Fuck, I’m about to come, sweetheart,” he gritted out. “Can I come in you? Is it safe?”
Oh hell! I’d forgotten about protection. How could I possibly take that risk when he hadn’t even met the kid he already had?
“I’m still not on the pill,” I moaned.
“Shit,” he muttered, lifting me off him just as thick, white streams released from his tip. I cupped my hands around his shaft, stroking him through his orgasm.
Breathing hard, he released me to use his shirt to clean up the mess, then pulled me back down onto his cock. He was still rock hard even after coming so forcefully, but I wasn’t going to complain. Not when I was still aching for him. “Sorry, baby. That had been building for a while. I’ll last longer this time, I promise.”
I fell against his chest, my hips already rocking as I rode him once again. “You sure you’re okay? Nothing hurts? You don’t feel weak?”
“Weak is the last thing I feel right now, sweetheart. And the only thing that hurts is my cock because I want to come inside your tight little pussy.” He nipped at my shoulder, his fingers biting into my hips once more. “Fuck me all night, Jos. Give me what I’ve been dying for the past two years.”
My walls clenched around his thickness, and I gave him exactly what he wanted.
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A pitiful moan jerked me awake.
For a moment, I thought it was Reid having a bad dream, but when I opened my eyes, it was Tanner who was making that heartbreaking sound. His head moved restlessly on the pillow, his heart pounding under my ear.
I lifted my head to see sweat beading on his brow.
“Tanner?” I murmured softly, trying not to startle him.
“Fuck you,” he growled. “Shut your filthy mouth about her… Jos… Stay away from Jos!”
My stomach bottomed out because he wasn’t just pissed, he sounded a little scared too. Swallowing my own fear, I tapped him lightly on the face. “Tanner, baby. Wake up. It’s just a dream. It’s okay. Wake up.”
His eyes snapped open, and he sucked in a few gasps before focusing on me. “Jos?” I gave him a weak smile, and he wrapped his arms around me so tight it was hard to breathe for a moment. “Thank God you’re here. Baby, ah fuck. I can’t let him get to you.”
I kissed his chest, my free hand stroking up his side in an attempt to soothe him. “He won’t.” I tried to reassure him. “You’re here now. You won’t let him touch me.”
He shuddered so hard, it made my own body shake. “I’ll gut him if he even looks at you,” he vowed, his arms tightening so forcefully it was painful. I mewled at the discomfort, and he instantly eased his hold. “Sorry. I’m sorry.” He kissed my forehead over and over again. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
“It’s okay. Just relax,” I urged. “Try to go back to sleep.”
He lay back down, and I moved so more of my body was on top of his. I’d put on one of his extra T-shirts earlier after going to the bathroom, and it hiked up as I wrapped one leg over both of his. His four-fingered hand was under me, rubbing over my hips in a nonsexual way, but he still caused goose bumps to pop up. It felt so good to have him touch me, and soon I was falling back to sleep.
Heavy footsteps entering the room had my eyes popping open sometime later. I lifted my eyes to see who Spider had let enter and saw Bash holding two takeout bags from Aggie’s and a drink carrier full of coffee. The smells coming from both were making my stomach growl, and I sat up beside Tanner, who was still sound asleep.
Feeling me move disturbed him, though, and he jerked awake, his hands grabbing me when I tried to shift off the bed. “Don’t leave me,” he grumbled, half asleep. “Need you here.”
“Yo, cousin,” Bash said as he dropped everything on the rolling chair. “Brought you some breakfast.”
Tanner woke fully, his stomach growling even louder than my own. I untangled myself, blushing when Bash’s brows lifted at the sight of me in only an oversized T-shirt. Considering Tanner was completely naked under the covers, there was no way we could deny what we’d been doing the night before.
“Good to see you’ve got your strength back,” Bash said dryly.
“Fuck off,” Tanner grumbled. “Jos, put some clothes on, damn it.”
“That was my plan,” I assured him, picking up my stack of clothes from where I’d dropped them and walking into the bathroom. Quickly, I pulled on all my clothes and folded his shirt as I crossed back to the bed.
Tanner and Bash were already tearing into their breakfast sandwiches like wild wolves who hadn’t eaten in days. I was a little worried for my fingers as I snatched the paper bag and pulled out my biscuit. Sometimes I wondered if the Reid men were human or beasts.
“What’s on the agenda for the day?” Tanner asked after stuffing the last of his breakfast into his mouth and reaching for his coffee.