Free Locked by Ella Col Page B

my body is doing a pretty good job pretending it knows what it is doing. Caydon and I are practically fucking with our clothes on. And I have never fucked before. Thankfully, Caydon is still drunk because he seems unaware of my inexperience.
    Caydon slides his hand up the front of my shirt, cupping my breast on the outside of my bra. “Ah,” I cry out.
    “You like that, don’t you.” He bites the bottom of my lip. “Tell me more about what you like, Reece.”
    “I like how this feels.” I refer to him touching my breast.
    “Say it.”
    “I like you touching me.”
    For someone who could barely walk two hours ago, I’m shocked how quickly Caydon removes my bra. My shirt is yanked up and I feel Caydon’s hot, moist mouth on my nipple. He licks and sucks both breasts until I’m panting and grinding harder into him.
    “Ah, fuck.” Caydon swears. I feel his hips meet mine as our pace quickens.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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Caydon
    I don’t know how I got here. But I sure as hell like where I am. Reece is straddling and riding me as if her life depends on it. I fucking love it.
    There are three things that I’m absolutely sure of. I am still pretty wasted. I know what I’m doing but everything seems like a dream. The other part I’m sure of is that I don’t have a fucking clue how I ended up here with Reece. But I know I don’t want to be anywhere but here with her.
    I place my hands firmly on her ass and force her down making contact with my cock. Damn, if that doesn’t make me want to blow my load, I don’t know what will. I repeat the action over and over again while sucking on her flesh.
    She stills and I can feel her hold her breath. Once Reece finally releases the breath, she whimpers in my ear. It hits me like a ton of bricks. She’s coming. I’m convinced that I’m dreaming because it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
    I tug at the back of her head, guiding her face to me so I can kiss her. She yanks herself away from me. “I’m sorry. I can’t believe that happened.”
    Reece is embarrassed. That’s definitely not part of my dream. “Hey, it’s okay. Come here.” I try pulling her back to me. She resists and jumps from my lap.
    Seriously?
    “Caydon, I’m sorry. I can’t. I just can’t.”
    “What’s wrong? I thought we were having fun.” I was having a lot of fun.
    “You’re drunk. I’m sober. You could accuse me of sexual assault in the morning.” She lets out a nervous giggle.
    “Yeah, that’s not going to be a problem. Stop joking and come back to me.” I try taking hold of her hand.
    “Caydon, please stop,” Reece whispers.
    Don’t. Want. To. Stop. I see how I affect her. Imagine what I can do if I am inside of her. My alcohol infused dick could give her pleasure the entire night. I grab her and place her back on my lap. I push my cock up through my jeans so she can feel me. She makes an ‘uh’ sound and picks up with the grinding motion that worked her into an orgasm five minutes earlier.
    I unbutton the top of her jeans and slip my fingers down into wet center. And she is fucking wet. She begins to buck against my hand. It’s not enough. I want more. Greedily, I slide two fingers into where I want my cock to be. It’s a tight squeeze and I hear her suck in her breath. My eyes go wide with understanding. She’s a virgin. Fuck. Yeah.
    I won’t be a dick and try to take it from her. Tonight. But I’ll be damned if someone else tries to steal that prize. Reluctantly, I take my hand out of her pants. I kiss her softly, slightly sucking on her bottom lip.
    “I think that’s enough for tonight. Lay here with me?” I ask. As painful as it is to leave my dick in the condition it is in, I’m not going to push her to do anything she’s not ready for. She’s confused at my sudden lack of interest in her pussy. It’s okay. I also see relief in her eyes, too.
    “I better not. I can sleep in the chair. I don’t want my dad to see me sleeping with you. He might