Free Reeve (The Phoenix Boys #3) by Amy Davies Page B

that the rest of the band didn’t. I saw it too many times, baby. I would walk into a room or the toilets and see a band member, or even a crew member that I knew was married, fucking some groupie. But somewhere along the line I thought that is was cool as shit that these men could get a girl by just dropping their name or who they worked for. Before I know it, Rafe, Ryder and I were having sex with anyone who would spread their legs for us.” She winces a little. I take her hand and pull her so that she is straddling my thighs.
    “I know this is hard to hear but, baby, I need to tell you ok? The women came easy and often. The boys and I lost our virginities at the same time on the same night in the same room. After that, I only ever had sex with Skeet involved, as you know. His dad was a roadie, which is how we became friends. Things just got easier and easier with women. Mom wasn’t happy but she never tried to change any of us, she was always in the background watching and waiting to be there when we needed her. But things got worse when Dad died; it was like a sex drive switch got stuck or knocked up into overdrive. But my emotional connection with women I had sex with got switched off. I felt that after my dad died, it would be too hard to lose anyone again, so I just decided not to let anyone in that wasn’t already there.”
    I run my hand over her toned, creamy thighs and look into her eyes. She leans forward and kisses me. Her soft tongue swipes at my bottom lip so give her the permission she wants. I tilt my head to deepen our kiss. Lipsy rocks back and forth, rubbing herself all over my rock hard dick. Shit, I could hammer nails with this thing. Again. I slide my hands up from her thighs, over his hips and under her cami. Again her soft skin pebbles with goosebumps from our skin to skin connection. I pull the cami up and over her head, revealing her luscious bare tits. I take each breast in each hand and fondle them. Bending my head forward, I kiss each one and roll her nipples, causing them to harden even more. She is still slowly rocking her hips, rubbing all over me.
    “Baby, I want you,” I say kissing along her collarbone.
    “I want you as well, Reeve. Mynd â fi, babe” Fuck me with the Welsh again.
    “Tell me what you said, baby?”
    “I told you to take me, Reeve.”
    Fuck. Me.
    I flip us so that she is under me, smiling that wicked smile that Skeet says she has. I kiss her hard and our tongues battle it out, wet and hot. I run kisses down her neck, between her tits, trailing down to her taut stomach; I come face to face with her new piercing. The sexy little belly button bar with the sparkly red lips dangling from the bar. I flick it with my tongue and I hear a sexy moan coming from Leah.
    “You like that, baby? You like me tasting your soft, creamy skin?” I hear Lipsy say something but it’s just a whisper. I smile as I lower my mouth to her bare mount, fuck me I can smell her arousal. She smells like pineapple everywhere. “You want my mouth, baby? You want me to taste you?”
    “Yes, shit, Reeve I need that cocky arse mouth of yours,” She pants.
    I take a deep breath and breathe in her scent. I lick her from back to front; she lifts her hips, which only forces her sex into my mouth more, not that I am complaining. God, she tastes like fucking heaven and I can’t get enough of her. I circle her clit and her hips jolt again. I bring my hands up and pin her slender hips to the bed.
    “Shit, that feels so bloody good, Reeve. Please, baby make me come.” She is breathing heavily. I slide one finger into her wet heat and then add another. “Keep going.” It strikes me that she is only crying out my name, shit I’m really doing this without Skeet.
    I can feel her inner walls tighten around my fingers so I add more pressure to her clit and that sparks her orgasm. I let her ride my fingers, prolonging her orgasm. Once I feel her come back to Earth, I climb up her body. I can’t help but