Chapter 16: You Want Him
Lizzie
I had to admit—what I’d done to Reese earlier in the kitchen was nothing short of wicked. I’d been cruel, yes. But it was intentional. Everything was.
Teasing him with that slow stroke, whispering how much I’d missed the thick stretch of him inside me, letting my fingers tease him until his hips jerked into my hand.
I was being completely honest with myself, I had enjoyed every second of it.
The look on his face when I pulled away replayed in my mind like a slow-motion scene from a movie. The shock. The confusion. The frustrated heat burning behind his eyes. Classic.
Reese was clearly a man who liked control, who liked knowing exactly where he stood and what came next. Watching that certainty slip right out from under him had been… satisfying. Ve
