CHAPTER 16

WILLOW

MARCH 12TH, 2016

My eyes scan over the note on the kitchen island.

Don’t forget about the dentist appointment this afternoon.

Mom.

A tap on the window makes me nearly jump out of my skin. It’s Grayson.

I place the note back down, then hurry outside into the fresh spring morning. The snow is gone, and the daffodils have made an appearance. “My brother is asleep,” I whisper, closing the front door behind me.

Grayson’s smile is sinful. He goes to place his arms on either side of me on the door, but I slide out at the last minute. “The neighbors will see.”

“You forget one thing, sweetheart,” he teases, following behind me when I cross the lawn to his house. I know what he’s about to say, but it still makes me smile.

“You’re eighteen today. You’re legal. I can fuck you all I want.”

We’ve barely made it through the door to his house when he presses me against it and kisses me breathless.

“Is this why you brought me here, Mr. Reid? To have your wicked way with me?”

His lips trail a hot path down my neck. “You think I would pass up on an opportunity like this?”

Giggles climb up my throat when he nuzzles the hollow at my collarbone. “I have to get back before my brother wakes up. He leaves today, and I want to say goodbye.”

“I have a surprise for you.”

That makes me smile. “You do?”

“You think I would let my girl turn eighteen without buying her a birthday present?”

“Say it again.” I bite my lip, arching my neck for him.

“My girl?” His lips return to mine, hot and hungry.

“Does that mean you’re my man?”

“Hell yes,” he growls, palming my ass and lifting me up.

“Are you going to fuck me in front of a stranger again?”

“You liked that, huh?” He carries me into the kitchen, laying me down on the island in full view of the large window. The cool surface bites into my skin as he sears my inner thighs with his hot breath. His lips trail kisses over my sensitive skin, closer and closer to where I need him the most.

“The blinds…” I trail off, moaning when he presses down on my clit with his thumb.

“You’re eighteen, sweetheart. Let them watch me eat you.” His fingers hook in my sleep shorts, and he slides them off.

Grabbing my thighs, he spreads me wide open, blowing on my sensitive pussy.

“What’s the surprise?” I ask.

“Be a good girl for me, and I’ll let you have it after you’ve come all over my face.”

His stubble scratches the inside of my thigh as he bites down on my skin. I whimper, my hips bucking off the island.

“So eager,” he chuckles, his amusement vibrating against my clit. He licks it, causing me to gasp and pull on his short hair. “Any last words?”

“Stop being such a fucking tease, Mr. Reid,” I growl, falling back against the marble surface.