Reeling Him In の小説・ストーリー

I tilted my head back just enough to catch the smirk tugging at the edge of his mouth. "Why?" I murmured. "You planning to punish me?" He snorted, the sound rough and amused. " You’re already a punishment." I rolled my eyes and bumped my shoulder lightly into his side. "You're so dramatic." Before he could throw something cocky back at me, a howl ripped through the night. It was low, long, and too close. I stiffened. Reule froze, his body locking down tight. Another howl answered, nearer this time. Without hesitation, Reule seized my wrist, not harshly, but firmly and commandingly.

He spills into my hand, eyes rolling to the back of his head. His ass spasmed around me uncontrollably, clenching and contracting around me like a vice. I gritted, finally coming undone. I cursed under my breath, trying to quickly pull out before my knot could form but Reed wrapped his legs around me, keeping me embedded in his warm hole.

He yells. It takes all the strength I have to focus on his eyes. I lose my breath as I’m about to explode. “Come with me.” Reed pulls me off the counter holding my ass with one hand. The other bracing himself against the wall. My head hits the mirror. He holds me down on him and pushes in harder.

My heart kicked into overdrive and I had to force myself to keep the pace. Yes. We're so close to getting them back, so close to moving on with this case I can almost taste the steel around Mr Tibe’s wrist. We both flanked the door, and taking a deep breath I gave Reed the signal for us to go on three. One. Reed’s hands were steady, probably from the quiet self-reassurance that he was not really shooting to stun or disarm, like we were supposed to. ‘They can't get me if they're dead’, I'd heard him joke.

Reaching out for that outstretched arm. Flick my noose at the hand... And it lands, sitting atop the fingers, slopping water. Got the range... Not the technique... I sniff, reel in my lasso and try again...

I reached out and grabbed her by the neck, my fingers closing around her throat like a vice. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I hissed, my voice low and deadly. "You're enjoying the fact that you're getting away with this, that you're manipulating everyone into thinking that you're the victim." Riezel's eyes widened in fear, and she tried to struggle free. But I held her fast, my grip tightening around her throat. "You're not fooling anyone, Riezel," I spat. "You're not fooling me, and you're not fooling the court. You're a manipulative, lying, murdering... "

Building up the desire for release again. His deep growl startles me and am surprised when he swings me around, pulling the belt from my arms. My back meets the cold wall once more and in a whirlwind move, Rhett lifts my legs, spreads them as far apart as they could go, lines his thick cock up with my entrance, and impales me.

Gritting my teeth, I follow him inside. “Fine. But if you pull any stunts. Im out.” “Yes ma’am” his grin widen. he knows just how to push my buttons

” I murmured lowly. I was done playing fair. Done holding back. I stalked after him, picking up a piece of glass again from the ground and clenched in my hand like a promise carved from vengeance. Reed’s eyes nearly popped out and he started crawling back fearfully. “No—no, wait!” he scrambled, real fear leaking into his voice now. “I—I didn’t mean—It was just—just a joke—!” he was breathing hard and looked like a pathetic dog who was spouting nonsense to save his little life.

I stare at him, speechless, my core clenching around nothing as arousal drips down my inner thighs. Fuck. "You want honesty?" Reign continues, his voice tight as he slides one hand into my hair, cocking my head back to expose my throat. His fingers tangle roughly, tugging just enough to make me gasp, while his other hand drops to my waist, gripping hard and pulling my hips flush against his cock.