Chapter 4

She didn't know how long it had been.

Cora stayed frozen in her sleeping pose, muscles locked tight. She was just starting to think Reid had actually passed out when she felt him move behind her.

He pressed up against her.

Chest flat to her back. His hand slid into her sleep pants and grabbed her underwear. No hesitation this time. No testing. He yanked them down to her knees in one pull.

Cora's breath hitched.

Cold air hit her skin and her scalp prickled. She squeezed her thighs together on instinct. Reid's hand forced them apart. Then his cock pressed against her. Dragged right through her soaked slit.

He didn't hold back.

He rubbed the tip back and forth over her clit. Slow. Heavy. Each pass made a wet sound that echoed in the quiet room. Sometimes he pushed against her opening, just enough to make her feel it. Never went in. Just tortured her.

Cora dug her fingers into the pillow. Nails bit into her palms. She swallowed every sound. Even her breathing had to stay quiet. But the man behind her knew exactly what he was doing. His hips moved in that slow rhythm, hitting the spot that made her legs weak every single time.

His breath burned against her neck. His free hand came around and grabbed her breast. Squeezed. Twisted her nipple between his fingers.

Cora's body jerked.

She shoved her face deeper into the pillow. Bit down until her lip went numb. Her body still softened anyway. The wetness spread down her thighs. Reid felt it. He let out a low, almost silent chuckle and pressed harder. The tip locked against her entrance. Ready.

Then he thrust forward. About to bury himself—

Movement from the other side.

Margot stirred.

Cora and Reid both went still.

The room went dead.

Margot's arm reached across the mattress. Her fingers hit Reid's lower back. Then her hand lifted. Rubbing her eyes. Her voice came out thick and blurry.

"What the hell are you two doing?"