Completion Chapter 95

The pizza place had gas with flashing lights, screaming kids, and harassed-looking parents. Reed, who seed overwheld by Bitsy’s earlier questions, had no problem playing gas like a kid and putting tokens in the machines as fast as they could use them. Jon mostly stayed back watching Bitsy closely. He watched Reed too, and I knew he was having just as much trouble trying to figure him out as I did.

"This is the best pizza in the whole wide world," Bitsy said after she finished her first slice, sauce sared across her mouth and pure joy in every word.

After we finished eating, I watched her and Reed play more gas. It started getting late and I hated to ruin the fun, but we still had howork to finish.

"Play a round of foosball with and then we’ll go." There was a gleam in Reed’s eye, the carefree kid in him evident.

I had to fight rolling my eyes. "I don’t know how to play foosball and I thought you were the baseball man."

"Co on, I’ll show you." He took my hand, pulling up from the bench seat.

I’d seen people looking at him and I think a few knew who he was, but no one approached us, which I was thankful for. Reed dragged over to a ga table with a bunch of rods with painted weeble-like characters hanging down. I’d seen tables like this before, but had no idea it was called foosball. Reed gave the rudints of the ga and Jon offered advice, which really surprised . He’d thawed considerably during the past few hours. Jon’s special instructions didn’t matter, though, because Reed easily kicked my ass. He had the glee of a twelve year old as he played and proudly celebrated with "woops" and "yeahs" when he scored.

"There, take that."

The ball shot past my dual blockers and the ga was over. Bitsy clapped when Reed’s arms went into the air. I cocked an eyebrow at him because he was acting so stupid, but he didn’t care.

My damn heart lted.

Reed took us ho and ca inside without asking. Sitting on our old lumpy couch, he watched while we did howork and then listened to read two Chapters of Harry. I tucked Bitsy into bed after she gave Jon, then a surprised Reed, a goodnight kiss on the cheek. Don Gato jumped on the bed and snuggled in with her.

I turned off the light and walked from the bedroom.

"Your sister and I are going outside to my car to talk," Reed said to my brother.

Jon looked back and forth between us before turning his fifteen-going-on-father gaze to Reed. "She has to work in the morning and she’s doing a double shift. Don’t keep her out too long."

I could tell Reed fought a smile, but he assured Jon we wouldn’t be long. I rolled my eyes at my brother, but he ignored .

Reed opened the passenger door and I sat down. He walked around, got in, turned on the ignition, adjusted the heater, and got back out of the car. He opened my door, putting his hand out. I had no idea what he planned, but I indulged him. He turned around, sat down in the passenger seat, and pulled onto his lap so I faced him with my legs hiked up. He tucked my bent legs around his hips so I straddled his lap.

"Perfect," he said in his low, rough voice that made my panties wet. He closed the car door, shutting us inside a small, dark world that consisted of only the two of us.

"You’re nuts. Are we going to do it in the car?" I teased.

"No, but we’ll experint in the car. I’m back to being sixteen years old, horny as hell, and ready to fuck you wherever I can find privacy. But I’m not doing ’it’ in the damn car. Now kiss ."

I could feel his erection growing. Leaning forward, I licked his lips with just the tip of my tongue.

He tried to capture my mouth, but I moved back.

"I’m not in the mood for teasing, Jaycee," he growled.

Neither was I, but I wanted just that little taste first. His hands held my hips, fingers splayed around my waist. I wanted his hands on my breasts, but decided another kiss was more important. I pressed my lips against his. He opened his mouth and groaned. I set the pace and, like a good boy, he didn’t move his hands higher or lower. I didn’t think I liked his good boy side.

"Why do you taste so good?" I asked when I could find the strength to move away slightly.

"I always think the sa thing about you, but I haven’t tasted what I really want. Yet."

The good boy was leaving, because his hands moved slightly so his fingers encompassed my ass cheeks. His palms tightened and my panties grew uncomfortably wet. I couldn’t help squirming against him.

"I can sll how much you want ." His voice was so damn sexy and the car only magnified his rumbled words.

I moaned against his lips. He drove completely crazy and we were back to mixed signals again. When he didn’t plan to have sex with , he used words to turn on. But when we had the opportunity, he stayed away.

"You’re driving insane, Reed."

"And you think it’s different for ." He lifted his hips, pressing harder against .

"That’s not fair."

His grip tightened almost painfully on my ass. "Move in over my garage. Help around the house. Switch your brother and sister to another school and I promise I won’t stop you from leaving if it doesn’t work out. I’ll rent you a house or an apartnt."

One hand wrapped into my hair and he took control of the next kiss. He tasted every part of my mouth and I think I understood exactly what fucking him could be like.

He let co up for air and I opened my heavy eyelids. "I don’t want you to hurt , Reed, and I’ll hate you if you hurt my brother and sister."

"I won’t give you a reason to hate ."

I still didn’t get what he wanted from and the decision was overwhelming. Should I take a chance or not?

"Say yes." He kissed my throat, running his tongue across my skin and taking little nibbling bites that drove wild. He didn’t play fair.

"Yes," I whispered and he rewarded with his mouth again.

I rubbed against him, need building between my thighs so powerful that my clothes hurt my skin. My wet panties burned against my clit. His knee rose up slightly between my legs, causing more friction as I rocked against it.

"Let go, Jaycee."

Oh, God, he knew.

"Let go," he whispered.

I did. My toes curled and my legs shook. My pussy quivered against him, wanting more but taking only what he gave. My head went back as he lowered his knee and jerked the center of closer to the center of him. I cried out, the sound amplified in his car. Before my orgasm was over, embarrassnt crashed in. I tried pulling away, but he wouldn’t let .

"That was beautiful, baby."

I buried my head in his shoulder. "I can’t believe I did that."

"I want you doing it over and over."

"I’ve seen the size of you; it’ll kill ."

I felt his chest shaking with laughter. "It won’t kill you, baby."

I moved my hand over the long, hard ridge beneath his jeans. His indrawn breath made smile, my embarrassnt forgotten. I arched my body away so I could feel his entire length.

He breathed into my ear, his voice rough. "It’s a little ssier for to do what you just did and I need to make it ho."

I pressed down harder. "What will you do when you get ho?"

"Take a long shower," he said in a husky rumble.

"A cold one?" I’d always heard that worked for n.

"No, baby, it’ll be hot, with my hand where yours is."

Oh, God, he just talked about masturbating, and I was so out of my league. He took both my hands, threading his fingers through mine, tipping away from him.

"I want you moving in this weekend."

I’d said yes when he had at a disadvantage. Reed Tyler didn’t play fair.