Southern Sunshine by Natasha Madison

Chapter 28

Hazel

I watch the black road, not saying anything as the words linger in my head. "I’m the father." I sat there, shocked he was coming out with it. I knew that we would start telling people since we told Casey and Olivia, but I just didn’t know it would happen so fast.

"We need to tell your grandparents." I look over at him, and he nods now, his hair pushed back from his fingers.

"I mean, hopefully, they take it better than my cousins did,” he says, shaking his head, and I feel so bad for him. “I thought Amelia was going to throw a glass at my head." I see him shaking his head. “If looks could kill, I would be dead right now." He looks over. “Chelsea looked at me with daggers in her eyes."

"I’m so, so sorry,” I say, turning now. “I shouldn’t have even answered any questions." My heart sinks.

"Why should you be sorry?" he asks, pulling into my driveway. "It’s not like the truth isn’t what it is."

"I know," I tell him. “But." I swallow. “I never meant to make it sound like …”

"Like I abandoned you,” he says, turning the truck off and turning to look at me.

"I know that if you'd known, you would have been there,” I say, and my hand goes up to open the truck door. "Thank you,” I say. “For bringing me out tonight." I look down as I try to stretch the time we're together. I keep waiting for him to stop me from going in. "Have a great night,” I say with a smile, and I get out before I beg him to kiss me.

I open the door and shut it just as fast without looking back to see if he is watching. All night, my senses were on alert, waiting for his touch. It started when we were walking to the bar, and our fingers grazed each other’s. It continued when his leg rubbed mine. I thought I was going to pull out my hair, even with everything going on and the questions that they had for us and for me. The only thing I could concentrate on was where his leg was touching my bare leg, sending shock waves up my spine. I swear I shivered so many times I thought they were going to think I was freezing cold when, in fact, my body was on fire.

I drop my purse on the floor, kicking off my flip-flops, and make my way upstairs. “You should have asked him to stay," I tell myself. I’m about to take off my shirt when I hear banging on the door.

I run back downstairs, my heart beating now with worry as the banging starts again. I open the door and look at Reed, who stands there with his hands holding the doorframe. He looks up at me. “Reed," I say. “Is everything okay?" I ask, wondering if maybe his mother called.

"Yeah," he says, his voice sounding like he ran a marathon. “I just forgot this." I don’t even have time to think before he takes two steps to me. He puts one hand around my waist at the same time the other buries itself in my hair. “I forgot this,” he whispers before his mouth crashes on mine. My hand slides up his arm and wraps around his neck as my mouth opens, and his tongue slides with mine, drowning out our moans. He kicks the door closed with his foot and picks me up now. He turns us in a circle with my back toward the door. His hand releases my hair to sit on my neck. He pushes me against the wall, our mouths playing catch-up. All those times I closed my eyes and thought about his kisses, I knew it was nothing like it would be in person. He moves his head to the other side, deepening the kiss. My hands are frantic to touch him, going to his shirt and moving it up. He only lets go of my mouth when I pull it over his head. He comes back to my mouth, his hands moving from my hips to my tits. My nipples pebble, waiting to be played with, and he pinches them through my shirt as I arch my back.

"Fuck," he says, letting go of my mouth and moving his mouth to my neck. My hands go to his belt and pull it out. “I’m sorry,” he says, and my eyes open but then close again when I feel his tongue on my neck. "I wanted to be slow and romantic,” he says between kisses. My eyes are closed as I feel his hands move to my hips. His hands bunch up my skirt, and when I look down, he’s on his knees. "Fuck,” he says again, lifting my skirt and coming face-to-face with my white thong. I feel his fingers run down my covered slit, and my whole body shivers. "I have to have a taste,” he says right before I feel his fingers move my thong to the side. His tongue comes out, and he licks me, and I swear my knees feel like they'll buckle. "Open for me," he says. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder and groans, going back in for another lick. "Sweetness.” He says the same thing he said all those years ago. I try to keep my eyes open to watch him, but the feeling is just too good. His tongue slips into me, then I feel two fingers open my lips, and the tip of his tongue teases my clit. "I can’t," he says as his tongue and two fingers slip into me. “Fucking go slow.” I moan. One hand comes up by my head while the other one is buried in his hair. “Tell me you want it."

"I want you,” I say, panting as he finger fucks me while sucking on my clit. “I want you.” I repeat the words. His fingers pick up speed, and I cry out his name. “Reed,” I say between pants and moans. “God,” I say, moving my hips and wanting more and more.

"That’s it, baby,” he says right before he bites my clit. My toes curl, and I buck as my pussy pulses around his fingers when I come. “So fucking tight." He licks my clit, and his finger doesn't stop until I come down from my orgasm. He looks me in the eyes while he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them. My leg falls to the floor as he slides his body up. “I waited a long fucking time to do that again," he says. “And I’m going to do it again and again." His tongue licks my lower lip, my tongue coming out to find his, and I taste myself on him. “All night long,” he says, "I’m going to eat you and then slide into you." His tongue comes out now to find mine. My hands go to the button of his jeans as I open them. My hand slides into his boxers as my hand fists him. “Fuck." He lets go of my lips, giving me a chance to slide down to my knees.

I pull down his boxers, the tip slipping out, and my tongue licks the precum off him. My mouth swallows the tip of his cock. He hisses out, and he pushes his pants down over his hips, giving me access to the rest of his cock. I swallow as much of him as I can, using my hand to work what I can’t reach. "Hazel,” he says my name over and over again as his hips move with my mouth. I let go of his cock and lick the shaft on both sides before I curl my tongue around his head. My eyes look up at him as I take his cock into my mouth again. His eyes are on mine as he fucks my mouth. I can feel him getting bigger and bigger, my hand moving at the same time, and then he steps out of my reach. I moan now, but instead, he pushes against the door. His mouth crashes on mine, and I feel him lift my skirt. He moves my panties to the side and slips in two fingers, causing my back to arch away from the door. He wraps a hand around my waist, lifting me, and his fingers slide out as he fills me with his cock.

I cry out when he pushes all the way into me, making him stop moving. “No," I groan when he doesn’t move. “Don’t stop." I squeeze his cock with my pussy. “Harder."

He groans out as his hands go to my hips and my legs wrap around his waist. He lifts me up and down on his cock, slamming me down each time harder and harder. He buries his face in my neck as he fucks me against the door. "Reed," I say his name as I hold on to him. “I’m …"

"Me, too,” he says, his mouth covering mine again. My tongue tangles with his as he fucks me. I come first, and he swallows my moan. I can’t even focus on anything else as I come over and over again. His hips lift a couple more times, and this time, he lets go of my mouth with my name on his lips in a whisper.

My hand comes up now as I touch his face. “I’m sorry. It’s fucking barbaric,” he says, smirking as my pussy squeezes his cock again. “You keep doing that, and we might not leave this area."

I laugh, leaning in and rubbing my nose with his. “I don’t see anything wrong with that." I kiss his lips. "Just …” I say. “I’m not on the pill."

His eyes open wide. “Jesus, I didn’t even think, the only thing I wanted was you," he says. “It is what it is."

"I mean, why don’t we not test fate next time?” I say as his hips start moving again, the words lost now. "I mean, I did get pregnant and we used protection,” I say, making him chuckle.

"What do you say?" He moves his hips again.

"I say yes,” I interrupt him, and he rams into me again. “Oh, yes."

"What do you say we go to my house?" he says, slipping out of me. I moan, thinking he’s going to leave me in this state. “So I can have you in a bed." He takes my shirt off now, his hand cupping my tits as he brings the cups down and takes a nipple into his mouth.

"There is a bed upstairs," I remind him as he takes the other nipple and bites it now. “And a couch over there."

"But Sofia sleeps in that bed," he says. “Besides …" He turns me around, grabbing my hips and pulling me back to him so his cock rests between my ass cheeks. “My bed is bigger." He pushes on my back, making me bend over in front of him. My hand is on the door as he lifts my hips up and slides into me again. “So after this round …" He pumps into me, his cock harder than before. “We get into the truck and finish off at my house." One of my hands goes between my legs now. “Change of plans,” he says as the sound of flesh slapping fills the room. At this point, I’ll fucking agree to anything as long as he keeps his cock in me. “When we leave here, you suck my cock while we drive to my house."

"Yes," I say out in a whisper. “That sounds like a plan,” I pant out. There in the doorway, he fucks me until I agree to whatever he wants.