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

by Lisina Coney

“You look so beautiful r...

I press my lips to his covered bulge in a soft kiss, then another, and another. His grip on my hair tightens as he curses under his b...

salivate at the size of him. Just the thought of struggling to take him in my mouth makes me blind with need. His eyes are already on me when I look up at him. I don’t break eye contact as I take the tip into my mouth deliberately slowly, then take some more until he’s hitting the back of my throat. “Shit. That’s it, angel. You suck me so well,”

hum against him, his hips jolt forward, making me choke. He’s quick to put a hand on my cheek, caressing me. “Are you okay?” My only response is to take him deeper. “Lila,” he chokes out. “Stop, baby, or I’m going to come.” I hum again, enjoying that idea too much, but he gently pulls away. “I need to be inside you,” he says. “Stand up and undress for me.” His command sends a thrill down my spine.

that he wants me, that boosts my self-confidence as I strip to my underwear.

one big hand wrapped around himself, stroking those generous inches in a lazy rhythm. It’s the most...

“Don’t take them off.” He stops me as I’m about to roll my panties down my legs. “Those are mine.” Holy ...

“You were made for me, angel.” I whimper as his lips make their way up my torso, sucking on the sensitive skin above my breasts. “I want to hear you scream while my tongue is inside you,”

“Take it off. Please.” His fingers tease the clasp of my bra. “This?” I nod, out of breath. My nipples harden at the contact with the cold air of the room, then some more when he sucks one into his mouth. I moan his name, clinging to his neck like I’d fall to my death if I didn’t.

“I need you inside me,” I breathe out. He comes to a sudden stop, cursing his breath. “I don’t have any condoms.”

“Me neither.” He holds himself up with one arm, staring down at me. “Are you on birth control?” I bite down on my lower lip, shaking my head. “No.”

“It’s okay.” He places a loose strand of hair behind my ear with so much care, my heart leaps. “You’re gonna come in my mouth.” My breath hitches. “Am I?”

“I wanted to taste you so fucking bad last night,” he admits. “I’m going to eat you until your body starts shaking.”

don’t have time to react before his mouth descends between my legs, kissing me through my panties. My back arches, my breath hitches, and I become blind with need. Those thick fingers move the fabric of my panties aside, his eyes on me. Starving.

“You’re perfect.” When he presses his thumb to my clit and I moan, he smirks. “So responsive, my girl.” My girl. It hits me that, yes. Yes, I am. I want to be. I’m his girl—nobody else’s. And he’s mine.

His mouth descends on my core, undoing me with the first faintest touch of his lips. He kisses me slowly, groaning under his breath, his eyes shut as if he were rejoicing over every second of it.

When his tongue pierces my entrance, a high-pitched whimper gets stuck at the back of my throat. He starts slow, taking his time, before he picks up the pace when my hips start bucking. I can’t think straight as he devours me lik...

When I can’t take it anymore and start clenching around him, he pulls away long enough to say, “Come on my tongue, angel. Soak my face.” My release hits me in powerful, overwhelming waves. He puts his mouth back on me, hitting all the right spots, helping me come down from my high with gentle kisses.

“Where do you want to come?” I ask him, taking him off guard by the way his eyebrows shoot up. “On my stomach? My tits? Somewhere else?” “Baby…” He shuts his eyes, grabbing a fistful of his length and pumping it up and down. “If you don’t want—” “Choose, Reed.”

“You’re a fucking dream come true.”

“Come here.” He hovers over me again, supporting his body weight with one hand. His eyes don’t leave mine as he say...

I start touching myself at the same time he does, not breaking eye contact, breathing like one. “I’m going to come,”

“Are you gonna come for me again, angel?” I whimper, nodding, too aroused to remember how to use my English.

He kisses me again, hard and fast, before he explodes on my stomach. Hot waves hit my skin as I come for a second time with his name on my...

And my chest opens wide as my heart admits what I’ve been too scared to. I’ve fallen in love with the one man I can’t have.

Reed’s warm breath caresses my ear. “Come with me?”

“Sorry if I came on too strong, but I couldn’t go another second without kissing you.”

suck his thumb into my mouth, remembering that night in my hotel room. When his eyes darken with lust, I know he remembers, too. “What about the Santa hat?”

“Fuck the hat.” “You’re going straight onto the Naughty List th...

“Call me that one more time and see w...

“What would you do about it, Dr. Abner?”

I squeal as he picks me up in his arms and slides my back against the door. It’s second nature, the way my legs wrap around his waist now, as if our bodies have known each other’s for eons.

“This terrifies me, angel.” I find the short hairs at the nape of his neck. “Tell me what you’re worried about.” “Everything.”

“Don’t give me that nonanswer.” It takes him a moment, but he finally says, “I don’t want to hurt you.” “Why would you hurt me?” “Because I don’t know how to take care of the people who are important to me.” My chest caves in. “Reed…” “It’s okay.”

“It has nothing to do with you. It’s my own head t...

“You didn’t have an easy childhood. But, Reed, you started taking care of me long befo...

“You’re too good for me,” he whispers. “I don’t deserve you.” “Stop say...

“Let’s just live in the moment, all right? I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but you need to sto...

“Your dad will k...

“My dad will have to accept that his daughter is an adult woman who can do whatever she wants.” “Your mom...

But Reed… He’s something else. He’s Reed. Plain and simple.

please stop by my office so we can discuss the results of your internship with Dr. Reed Abner. At this time, the grade of your internship is [UNSATISFACTORY]. Therefore, you do not meet all requirements necessary for graduation.

“Wha-What does she mean by alarming reason?” I stammer,

“I didn’t do anything wrong.” “You didn’t,” Reed says firmly. “Your internship results were immaculate.”

“I-I can’t graduate. She...

“Like hell you won’t gradu...

“This doesn’t make any sense. Come on. I’ll drive you to her office now. I was your internship supervisor; I’ll gladly list all the...

“Hi.” “Miss Callaghan, hi.” Dean Russo’s bright red hair glints under the fluorescent lights of her office. “Take a seat. You, too, Dr. Abner. I was about to email you also.” I don’t utter a word as I sit in one of the

“I’m concerned about Lila’s internship grade,”

“I’ll be frank with you—she’s the best intern we’ve ever had at Warlington Youth Center. I struggle to believe her results didn’t meet the university’s criteria because I supervised her myself.” “That’s precisely what brings us here,” she says.