Chapter 30

Chapter Thirty

Sophie

Sex with Reid was more than I could have imagined. All my uncertainty vanished as I did everything I could to make her come. Then she did and I was hit with a rush of power so intense that I thought I was going to orgasm myself. We held each other for a while and then she showed me how we could get each other off at the same time with our hands while we kissed each other and that was another earth-shattering experience.

“Do you want to take a shower with me?” I asked her in the sweaty aftermath.

“Yeah, I’d love to,” she said, and followed me into the bathroom.

Giggling, we soaped each other up and washed each other’s hair and talked about random things. This part was almost as good as the sex. Just being naked and comfortable with her made me all fluttery and giddy. I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she kept saying and then she’d kiss me until my head spun and I wanted to drag her back into bed with me again.

Our growling stomachs put pause on that idea, so I dragged Reid to the kitchen with me. She’d put on a pair of my shorts and a T-shirt that were a little small on her, but I liked that.

“What do you want?” I asked her, fully intending to cook.

She put her hands around me and pulled me until my back was pressed up against her front, her arms circling me and her chin going to my shoulder.

“I want you,” she said in my ear, nipping my earlobe. I whimpered and pushed back against her.

“To eat, what do you want to eat?”

She laughed, the sound vibrating against my back. “Same answer. You.”

“Reid!”

She licked my neck and I couldn’t focus, gripping the counter in front of me.

“But since you’re asking about food, how about a grilled cheese? I can make it.”

Reid licked me one more time and went to the fridge.

“You don’t have to make it for me. I can do it.” Reid waved me off.

“I’ve got this.”

My instincts were to argue and tell her this was my kitchen, but then I decided to let go and sit on the counter to watch her.

Reid got out my bread, butter, cheese and olive oil.

Her movements were graceful as she assembled two sandwiches, added some olive oil to the pan, and then spread butter on the bread.

She hummed softly to herself and held out a little piece of cheese for me to eat from her fingers.

“I don’t let just anyone cook in my kitchen.”

Reid turned and smiled at me. “Then I’ll do my best not to mess it up.”

We decided to take our sandwiches to the couch and piled on top of each other. Instead of eating our own sandwiches, we swapped bites back and forth, feeding each other.

Reid also made us drinks and then played with my hair while we cuddled.

“You know, I’ve never been a touchy person, but I can’t get enough of you,” Reid said.

“I love touching you,” I said, burrowing my head into her chest.

“I can tell,” she said, laughing and leaning down to kiss my head.

“Will you stay the rest of the night with me?” I asked. I’d been thinking about it for a while. If she wanted to sleep at her place, that was fine, but I was hoping she’d stay. Or she’d invite me into her bed. After everything we’d shared, it seemed right for us to spend the night together.

“Yeah, I will. I’m not used to sleeping with anyone in the same bed. I have no idea if I’m going to kick you or drool in my sleep or something.” I looked up and found that her cheeks were pink. Aw, how cute.

“That’s okay. I don’t have to work until the afternoon, so if you keep me up, I’ll just take a nap or something. I’m not scared of sleeping with you, Reid Hayward.”

She snorted. “Okay. If you’re sure.”

“Do you want to go back to your place tonight? I’m going to have to change the sheets on my bed anyway.” They were drenched in sex and sweat.

“Yeah, are you okay with that?”

I nodded. “Yeah, just let me grab a few things.” It was so nice that we were so close to each other. Even if I needed something, I could just come over and get it. The ideal situation for a new couple, really.

Throwing my blankets into my laundry basket to wash tomorrow, I did a quick scan of my bedroom and grabbed whatever I might need. It was late and we were exhausted so most likely we’d crash soon, but I didn’t want to forget anything.

Reid unlocked her door and we went right for the bedroom.

“You ready to go to sleep, or did you want to stay up?” Reid asked. “I’ve kind of trained myself to sleep whenever, so I’ll follow your lead.” Yeah, she didn’t have regular sleeping hours so that made sense.

“How about we read a little bit and then go to sleep?” That sounded like a good compromise.

Reid and I brushed our teeth in the bathroom, grinning at each other in the mirror.

“What side do you normally sleep on?” I asked when we got back to the bedroom.

Reid gave me a sheepish look. “I normally sprawl in the middle.”

Her bed was a queen, so there was plenty of room for both of us.

I snorted and moved to the right side, which was where I usually ended up in my own bed.

We got in and she pulled me into her arms. I held my ereader in one hand and she read over my shoulder.

“Want me to pick something new so we can both read it?” I asked.

“Sure. Maybe you could read it to me.” There was an idea.

Reid and I scanned through my digital shelves and picked a book that we’d both had on our Tbr piles that had just come out.

“God, I love a dark sapphic romance,” she said as I settled against her.

“Me too,” I said and started reading. Whenever I’d had to do this in school, I’d panicked, and it had been completely embarrassing. I’d skipped words and stumbled, and the other kids had laughed at me.

This was different. I could take my time and there was no pressure. No judgment. Just Reid listening to me. The woman I felt absolutely safe with.

There were few perfect days, but this had been one. Perfect day, perfect night. What more could you ask for?