Hidden Fates (Hidden Heroes #4)

Chapter 21

Tonight had gone better than Garrett could’ve hoped. He pulled into his driveway, bringing his truck to a skidding stop, then turned to look at Reese. He’d never been one to seek out the darkness, but with Reese in his life, he found himself excited for every sunset, craving the moment when the lights turned off, just so he could feel her gaze on him. She pushed him to do things he’d never done before, she challenged him to think differently, to step out of his comfort zone. To be the kind of man he never thought he could be, but always wanted to be.

“Stay there,” he said, getting out of the truck. He went around to open her door, and even in the dark, he felt her gaze on his mouth. He’d been hard the entire drive home and this only made him want her more. Who was he kidding? Everything this woman said and did made him want her.

He led her inside, kicked the door closed behind them, and pulled her into his arms. She came easily, her body soft against his hardness. With her face upturned to look at his in the dim lighting of the room, he lowered his mouth to hers, reverently tasting her lips, licking and nipping at them softly, like he had all the patience and time in the world.

He trailed his mouth down the side of her jawline and to the spot on her neck he knew drove her crazy. She shivered in his arms and he held her close, needing her to know how affected he was by her. “We don’t have to do anything tonight,” he said, hoping she hadn’t changed her mind, but not willing to do anything she wasn’t ready for.

“I want to,” she whispered, making his cock jump to attention. “Garrett, I’ve lived most of my days in the light seeking out the darkness, but then you came into my life, shrouded me in the safety of your darkness and proceeded to draw out a light from within me that I never even knew existed. Only it wasn’t my light, it was yours.”

Garrett held his breath, her words settling deep in his heart. It was hard to think of her as anything but a ray of light. But if she saw him as her light, he would gladly take on her darkness, and make it his own.

He led her to the backyard and gently lifted her onto the picnic table. They’d shared many nights out here. Eating. Talking. Stargazing. Making out. He grazed a finger along her cheek and she leaned into his touch, exhaling softly. He ran his fingers through her hair, caressing her scalp, loving the soft humming sound she made. Even in the dark, he felt her gaze on him, watching, waiting for him to make the next move. He’d never had a woman’s undivided attention quite the way he had hers. And not just right now. When they talked. Ate. Snuggled on the couch. Most women would be on their phones, checking their messages, talking about their concerns, their plans, their clothes. But not Reese.

Reese listened to him, looked at him, even when she couldn’t look him in the eye, he always felt her gaze on him. Soft and sweet, like he was the most interesting thing in her world, and it made him feel ten feet tall. Garrett knew he wasn’t all that exciting, but being with someone who treated him like he had more to offer than he really did, made him want to give her so much more. The whole world, if he could.

All he’d done was turn off some lights, buy her some groceries, introduce her to his friends. It really wasn’t much. Even giving her a place to live wasn’t a big deal. The guest house had been sitting there, unused by anyone. He was glad to have her there. Even when she wouldn’t talk to him or even look at him, he still liked knowing she was there. He would watch for her light to turn off, for the shadow of her silhouette as it moved around the small space, hoping to catch a glimpse of her when he knocked on her door, or when she would come out late at night for her solitary walks around the perimeter of his property under the light of the moon and stars.

He stood in front of her now, his mouth lingering over hers, and she sweetly closed the distance between them. He deepened the kiss, showing her how much he wanted her, how much she meant to him. Everything he had was hers.

She started to lean back on the table, and he followed her down, placing a hand under her head to cushion it as he claimed her delectable mouth. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to her. Their tongues danced and twirled, until he emitted a low growl from deep within his throat. His cock was painfully swollen, pressing up against the zipper, begging for release.

He rose, breaking their kiss to pull his shirt up and over his head. He tossed it aside, not caring where it landed.

She smiled and followed his lead, pulling her shirt off and throwing it in the same general direction.

The way her breasts swelled over her simple cotton bra had him licking his lips, his mouth watering. “You are so beautiful,” Garrett breathed. He lowered his mouth to the hollow of her neck and she tilted her head back, giving him better access as he kissed and licked at her soft skin.

She dug her fingers into his hair and arched her back, seeking him, wanting more, and he wanted to give her more. So much more. He reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, sliding the straps down her arms, his gaze never leaving her face, making sure she was okay with what was happening. But Reese just gave him a reassuring smile and moaned when his mouth covered her nipple. He brushed the tip of his tongue against the sensitive nub, suckling gently until her moans grew louder and more desperate. He did the same to the other breast, as beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He’d never been this turned on by a woman, and he hadn’t even taken her pants off yet.

He peppered kisses down her flat stomach and listened as her breath hitched when his lips grazed along the seam of her jeans. He looked up at her, seeking out her eyes, needing to know if she was still on board. “Garrett,” she moaned, her legs squirming under him. “Please.”

“Please what?” He asked, grinning with lust and anticipation. “Say it, Reese. Tell me what you want.”

“You,” Reese breathed.

He felt the same way, but he wasn’t about to rush through their first time. “I want to hear it. Every dirty little word. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to pull down my pants, put your mouth on my clit and suck it so hard that my eyes roll back into their sockets and I forget that I’m still on earth and not floating among the stars.”

Her words nearly had him in a frenzy. He struggled to remove her skinny jeans and underwear, but finally managed to peel them off and toss them aside with the rest of their clothes. “Your wish is my command,” he growled right before doing exactly as she asked. He flicked his tongue over her clit, and at her gasp, he did it again and again until her thigh muscles tightened around him and he knew she was on the edge of her first orgasm.

Wanting to give her more, he pushed his finger deep into her core, then quickly added another. He found the rubbery spot he knew would drive her crazy and went for it.

Rewarded with her instant mindless thrusting, he held her down with his free hand as he continued his ministrations with his fingers, while devouring her clit, sucking, nipping and stroking with his tongue. The erotic sounds coming from the woman he couldn’t stop falling more and more in love with filled the night air until she was the only thing he could hear, taste, and feel. The scent of her climax filled his senses and spurred him on until he felt her coming down.

He yanked off his pants and boxers. At the last minute, before tossing them aside, he remembered to pull out the small square package from his wallet and held it up, waiting for her to see it. He hadn’t planned on anything happening tonight, but he always liked to be prepared. Now that they were here, his cock hard as a two by four, her breaths escaping her lips in quick succession, he wanted her more than he wanted his next breath. But he wouldn’t move a muscle without her explicit consent.

He expected her to be drained and completely spent, but just like this woman had been surprising him from the moment they met, she did it again. “What are you waiting for?” Reese asked, her voice hoarse and dazed. “Or do you need me to describe what I want you to do to me next?”

At her words, Garrett had everything he needed. He tore the package open with his teeth and sheathed himself in seconds. Her opening was still weeping from her orgasm, glistening in the moonlight, and so beautiful, he could barely stand it. This was a night he’d never forget.

He carefully lined up with where he wanted to go, but then stopped and looked at Reese. Her eyes were at half-mast. Her lips parted. Her hair flowed on the table behind her. She looked like an angel sent just for him. An angel with a dirty mouth that he wanted to hear again. “Tell me,” he said. “I want to hear it, Reese. I think from now on, I will always want those words coming out of your delicious mouth.”

Reese didn’t hesitate. She smiled and lifted herself up on her elbows. Her eyes radiated a kind of passion that only fueled Garrett’s need for her. “Fuck me, Garrett. Hard and fast. I want to feel every muscle in your body working to make me cum again, just like you did, only harder and stronger. I want to feel you in the depths of my core. I want to be sore all day tomorrow, a beautiful reminder of what we did tonight.”

Garrett let out a shaky breath. This woman was going to be the end of him. And he was going to love every second. “You are more than I ever dreamed of,” he said huskily.

Her eyes widened for a moment as he pushed his way in, and he thought he might’ve hurt her. But just as he was about to pull back, she thrust her hips, taking in all of him at once. They both gasped from the surprise and sensation of it, but before Garrett had even gotten his bearings, Reese lowered her hips, then thrusted up again, harder this time. Garrett’s hands tightened on the edge of the table, as he held on for dear life. This woman was going to kill him in the only way a man ever truly wanted to die.

“Fuck!” He cried out as she thrusted up into him again and again. He matched her thrust for thrust, determined to give her the kind of fucking she’d demanded. He loved how she wasn’t being passive, waiting for him to do all the work, or hoping for him to take the lead.

Reese Graham took what she wanted and she wasn’t shy about it. Gone was the shy woman, the reserved recluse who hid behind closed doors. No, this was the real Reese, and she was all his.

It wasn’t long before her thighs started to tighten around him again, and her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back to hold him to her. Her eyes closed, and her face turned a beautiful shade of rose as her cheeks flushed in the moonlight with the heat building between them. “I’m so close,” she said right before shattering in his arms, and sending him into a frenzy unlike anything he’d ever known. He came harder and longer than he ever knew was possible. It went on for so long and came from somewhere so primal, it was almost painful.

He collapsed over her, letting his forearms support his weight so as not to crush her, but she just wrapped her arms around him and pulled him all the way down until they were plastered together, their foreheads touching as his lips still sought hers. “You’re mine, Reese,” he said. “I know it’s silly and caveman of me, but there’s no other way to describe what we just shared. “You are mine.”

“Only if you’re mine,” she said, in slight mock defiance.

He was still a bit breathless from their love making session, but he’d rather have her than oxygen any day of the week. “Fuck yeah.”

There would never be another woman in his life, and Garrett Cooper was thrilled about that.