Free Reed: Bowen Boys by Kathi S. Barton

this was a perfect way to get himself killed.
    Trying to move out from under her seemed to be a lost cause. She was cold and he wasn’t. That’s when he realized that the room really was cold. He wondered if the heat had been turned off entirely or if she had the thermostat turned down that far. He didn’t think it was the latter, and tried again to move out of the bed. When his hand brushed over her breast, he stilled.
    She was naked.
    The blanket that had been covering her had moved off her. He raised his head slightly and could see down the long column of her spine before it stopped. He wanted to tear the blanket away to see all of her, but wasn’t sure how she was going to react now, and he was pretty sure she’d not let him explain that he’d only looked and not touched.
    Laying his head back down, he tried to think. It wasn’t until she moaned that he realized he was caressing her back and nearly to her ass. He couldn’t do this anymore. He was going to take her, which he wanted to do more than he wanted his next breath, or she was going to have to move so he could get up and go out into the cold. Or take a cold shower. Either way, he needed some relief.
    “Kerry? Kerry love, I need for you to move over.” She snuggled closer and he swallowed hard when her leg moved up and down over his cock. “Christ, love, if you don’t move off me I’m going to roll you to your back and bury myself deep into you.” He knew the exact moment when she realized where they were.
    She lifted her head and stared down at him. She didn’t scream as he’d thought she would, nor did she move. The sheet that had fallen from her back was now pooled around his chest, and he knew that if he looked now, he’d see her breasts.
    “You fell asleep.” He nodded, trying to tell himself not to look down no matter how much he wanted to. “I called your brother and he said to watch over you.”
    “Walker?” She nodded, and he felt the sheet move across his chest. “Kerry, I’m aching. I need for you to either move off me or kiss me. Either way, I need you to make the decision now.”
    She stared at him for a long time, hours it seemed, before she moved. His breath caught when she pulled back, and he called himself all kinds of a fool for letting her go. He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. When her body pressed against his, he looked at her again.
    This time he did look and moaned when her nipples grazed over his flesh. “I don’t know what draws me to you when all I want to do is push you away. Maybe if we have sex, I’ll be able to forget you and I can move on with my life.”
    He didn’t care what her reasons were. He ran his hands down her ribs to her waist and then cupped her ass and rolled her over him. His cock really did ache, and he pressed her over onto her back and looked down at her as he settled between her thighs.
    He took her mouth, marveling again at her taste. She tasted of warm sunshine and the earth. Reed wanted more of her, and leaned down and laved her hard nipple until she curled her fingers into his hair and held him to her. He leaned up on one leg and his hand and pulled his shirt up and out of his pants, then over his chest. Kerry helped him pull it over his head.
    Sitting up between her legs, he slowly moved the sheet off her. He wanted to see her, all of her, before he feasted on her. As her breasts flushed, he saw her ribs, then her navel. When the sheet caught on her hips, she lifted them up and he pulled it off her. Reed knew for as long as he lived this was going to be his best memory of her.
    “You’re gorgeous.” She flushed, and he pulled the sheet completely off her legs and tossed it to the floor. “Christ, you’re more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.”
    He moved to the edge of her bed and off. He stood before her, pulled open his pants, and freed his cock. Taking off his pants and boxers at the same time, he stood up and fisted his cock. He was aching to be deep inside of