The Deepest End of Love (The Brightest Light #3)

by Lisina Coney

She tightens around me, and I know she’s close. I kiss her neck again, biting softly on her skin as I pump my fingers faster, deeper. “Let go, bea...

She clings to me, and I hug her closer as she rides the last waves of her orgasm. “Reed,” she breathes out.

“I’ve got you.” She spasms around me again as I ease my fingers out of her. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“I don’t want you to regret this,” she blurts out, ignoring my questions. “I don’...

“You’re the most perfect woman I’ve ever met, inside and out.”

“Nothing and no one could ever make me regret you, Lila.” Because I love you.

“Get some rest, yeah? Tomorrow’s a big day.” “But what about—” “Don’t worry about me.”

“It’s not fair,” she mumbles, sliding off the vanity.

“Text me if you need anything before your presentation tomorrow. I’ll be up early.” “Way to change the subject.” “I’m not—” “You’ve just given me the most intense orgasm of my life, and you’re telling me I can’t return the favor?” My cock twitches. She arches an eyebrow at me when she notices.

“Tonight isn’t about me.” I

“See you tomorrow.” “I’m mad at you,” she says, openin...

can’t help a smirk, knowing she isn’t. “All rig...

“I could never regret you either, Reed.”

She’s resourceful.

Obviously. She’s my daughter.

“At least five people around me sighed when you rolled up your sleeves during your talk,” Lila teases. I arch an amused eyebrow. “Jealous?” “Maybe I am.” My cock stirs awake, pushing against my zipper. “You have nothing to be jealous of,” I tell her. “I’m yours for the rest of the day.” And all the time.

“You deserve to be here, Lila,” I mutter as she hugs me back, resting her head on my chest. “You shine brighter than anyone else I’ve ever met. All your hard work has gotten you this opportunity—enjoy it, angel. Have fun on that stage because you’ve earned every second of it.”

“Thank you, Reed. I needed that.”

“Never saw the appeal, but it must be good if you like it. Order two of whatever you want. My treat.” “Reed—” “No buts.”

“I trust your good taste.”

“The texture is kind of weird,” he argues, an adorable furrow between his brows.

“But it tastes good, doesn’t it?” “I would eat it again.” “That’s enough for me. Welcome to the sushi lovers’ club.”

“So,” he starts. “I think we need to talk about what happened last night.” I search his eyes, my heart quickening. “Why?” He pauses. Then he shatters all my inhibitions. “Because I want to do it again.”

ahhhhhh

“What do you want to do again?”

He takes a step forward, caging me in against the door.

“I want to touch you,” he rasps, low so only I can hear. “I can’t take it another second, Lila. I need to feel you again.”

truth. “I need to feel you too.” At this moment, I don’t want to think about the consequences of moving forward instead of going back to our old dynamic. All I see and all I want is Reed.

hour, I move my hands up his leather jacket, hold it by the collar, and pull his mouth down on mine. And we fall.

“You drive me insane.” His voice is a rough whisper against my neck. “Wrap your legs around me, angel.” There is no awkwardness, no hesitation, as he picks me up so effortlessly it makes my belly flutter. I do as he says, wrapping my legs around his middle before his mouth finds mine again.

“Reed,” I whimper, grinding my core against his hard bulge. “I need you.” “I know you do, sweetheart.”

“You’re gonna let me eat you like I’ve been dying to do for months?” “No.” “No?” “No,” I repeat, grinding against his hardness. “It’s my turn now.” “Lila…” “Sit on the bed,”

Reed is bossy in and out of the bedroom, and I love that about him, but I need this....

His mouth finds mine again as my hands explore the broad, hard planes of his shoulders. His strength drives me crazy on a normal day, but knowing he can pick me up so effortlessly wakes up something primal in me.

“I want you to take it off,”

He swallows, hesitating. “I…”

“Did I do something wrong?” I ask him, alarmed. “We can stop if you want to.” “It’s not that.”

“I have a scar on my back. From one of my dad’s beatings. It’s not pretty.”

“Nothing about you is ugly to me, Reed,”

“You can leave it on if it makes you more comfortable.”

says, “I feel safe with you.”

😭😭😭😭❤⭐

“Will you show me the scar?” I ask him softly, hoping he knows he can say no. His hesitation breaks something in me. “Are you sure?” I lean in to press a kiss on the base of his throat. “I want to see all of you if you want me to.”

lean in and press my lips to his scar. He flinches for a second before relaxing against me. My hands find the naked skin on his

He deserves to be taken care of, and I want to be the one to do it. “You’re perfect,” I whisper against his scar. “Every inch of you.” He lets out a shaky breath. “Come here, angel.”

give his scar one last kiss before getting off the bed. Almost instantly, his hands find my hips and pull me between his legs. I let him rest his head on my chest because I know he ne...

“You don’t have to thank me. I’m h...

“And I’m here f...

sighs into my mouth, telling me everything I need to know. So, I part his lips with my tongue, deepening the kiss, telling him without words that he’s the only one for me. That his past will ne...

“Let me take care of you.” He swallows thickly. “You don’t have to.”

I undo his slacks, as he helps me lower them to his ankles, and as I start palming his massive bulge through his boxers. Hissing, he shuts his eyes as I grab his cock through the fabric and squeeze him. “Fuck.” The sound of his pleasure makes my own arousal grow. I press my legs together as I keep stroking him.

“Do you like me on my knees before you?” I drawl. “I fucking do.”