Reid's touch ignited a fire within her, a fervor that transcended words. As they melted into each other's embrace, the room filled with an undeniable warmth, their passion intertwining in an embrace that spoke volumes without uttering a single word. The night lay ahead, a canvas for them to etch their story—one brushstroke at a time.
In the dimly lit hotel room, the flickering candlelight danced upon the faces of Reid and Bella, casting a romantic haze over their entwined bodies. As Reid lifted Bella onto the sumptuous king-sized bed, his eyes locked onto hers, reflecting the burning desire that raged within him. Their breaths intertwined like a lovers' lullaby, each inhaling and exhaling, a testament to the palpable chemistry that permeated the surrounding space.
"You are so beautiful, Bella," Reid whispered softly as he gazed down at her delicate form.
"I can't believe I am finally here with you, alone."
Bella blushed, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Me too, Reid. I've never felt this way before. It feels almost unreal."
He smiled tenderly, his fingers tracing along her cheekbone. "This is real, Bella. And it only gets better from here." With a gentle touch, he reached out to untangle her dress, exposing her body beneath. Bella shivered slightly, her pulse quickening as she watched him intently.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible.
Reid smirked, his gaze locking onto her lips. "I want you to kiss me, and forget about anything and anyone" he murmured, his words leaving a trail of goosebumps along her arms. His hand caressed her thigh, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. Bella swallowed hard, her heart pounding against her chest like a trapped bird.
She leaned forward, her lips brushing against his. Reid groaned softly, his hands cupping her face as he deepened the kiss.
Bella trembled beneath him, her heart racing as she tasted the sweet tanginess of his tongue. The soft moans that escaped them echoed in the quiet room, creating a symphony of lust and longing.
"Are you ready for me, Bella?" Reid murmured into her ear, his hot breath fanning across her neck. Bella nodded fervently, her grip tightening around his wrist. "Yes," she gasped, arching her back up off the mattress. Reid chuckled darkly, his fingers tugging at the straps of her bra until they fell away, baring her full breasts.
Bella whimpered softly, her nipples hardening under his intense gaze. "Is this what you want, Bella?" he rasped, his thumb stroking one erect nipple. Bella moaned, her head thrashing against the pillow.
"Yes, please, Reid." Reid's smile widened, his hand sliding down her stomach and into her panties. The material slipped easily away, revealing her wet and swollen.
"So eager for my touch," he murmured, his finger dipping into her core. Bella's hips bucked upward, her muscles clenching tightly around his digit.
"Oh, Reid!" she cried out, her voice breaking with desperation. Reid removed his finger, running it over her slick entrance. "You're so wet for me," he growled, his eyes smoldering with desire. He lowered his mouth to her breast, sucking greedily at her nipple. Bella arched her back, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her.
"Please, Reid," she begged, her voice hoarse with need. "I need you inside me."
He lifted his head, meeting her pleading gaze.
‘I am all yours, you can touch me wife,’ he said to her.
She gained her courage and put her hands on his chest, starting to explore him timidly. She felt his body like a burning flame, very hot. Each contour that she discovered was an exhilarating new experience for her exploring his body.
Reid looked at her hypnotised, she was perfect, round in all the right places, like a goddess luring him with her spells. At that moment, he felt his control slipping through his fingers, his desire becoming unbearable, despite fighting hard to hold back. He knew that the first time he took her at the club was hot but rushed, so this time he intended to make love to her properly. In the end, Bella was not a fast fuck, she was his wife and the mother of his child.
They started kissing passionately again, like starving for each other, and in the waves of their passion they became one.
Bella’s body stilled when she felt his intrusion, but only for a moment as he started moving slowly at the beginning, but with each move he became more passionate, more forceful.
She felt like drowning in a sea of sensations, her body buzzing with the stimulation, and she felt the electric jolts of an orgasm gathering in her lower abdomen; She was lost in a world of desire and feeling, her overstimulated body feeling every touch like a burn.
She felt like her world stilled for a second and the hot rush exploded inside her, leaving her breathless.
Reid was not far behind, and when he felt her walls squeezing him and letting go, he abandoned himself to everything, giving himself in full to her.
She felt him kissing her tenderly on her sweaty forehead and pulling her into his arms while switching positions. Her head rested on his chest while her right hand was wrapped around his torso.
She lay there in the dimly lit room, feeling an overwhelming sense of bliss and contentment wash over her. The intimacy and the passion she had just shared with Reid had been tender and passionate, leaving her with a profound sense of connection. She couldn't help but smile, a warm and radiant feeling spread through her, while she fell asleep in his arms.
Reid smiled amused while looking at Bella; usually the men are the ones falling asleep immediately, but it seems that the intense events from the last days, on top of the marriage and their passionate encounter left her exhausted.
It didn’t matter, as they would have many days and years to come together. Now their fate was intertwined, without turning back. Reid was a possessive man, jealous and territorial, and Bella was his.
He covered her with a light sheet and kept on holding her in his arms.
His gaze lingered on Bella, her features peaceful in slumber. In the quiet of the night, thoughts churned within him, stirring a whirlwind of emotions and contemplation.
For a fleeting moment, amidst the tranquility, his mind drifted to Bella's family—a topic he had tried to push to the recesses of his thoughts. The threat they posed to her happiness loomed like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over their newfound union.
He had seen glimpses of their manipulative ways, the lengths they went to in order to control Bella's life. The mere thought of their deception, their relentless pursuit to find her, sent a surge of protectiveness coursing through him.
Reid was resolute—determined to shield Bella from the lurking danger that her family posed. His commitment to her safety was unwavering, an unspoken promise he had made to himself before they exchanged vows.
As he gazed upon her, a wave of tenderness washed over him. She was his now, his responsibility, and he was prepared to stand as a fortress between her and any harm that threatened to invade their happiness.
The intrusive thoughts of the press and tabloids didn't escape him either. He knew their union would be scrutinized, comments made about their age difference, and judgments passed. But he had a robust PR team, diligently working behind the scenes to handle the anticipated storm in a strategic and dignified manner.
He had made peace with their differences, the years that separated them insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Yet, he couldn't deny the gravity of public opinion and its potential impact on their lives.
Reid had braced himself for the onslaught of scrutiny, prepared to weather the storm that was sure to come. However, his focus remained steadfast on Bella—protecting her from the harsh glare of the spotlight, shielding her from the barbs of critics, and ensuring their relation remained unscathed amidst the chaos.
With a deep breath, he pushed aside the troubling thoughts, his determination unwavering. He knew challenges lay ahead, but in the quietude of the night, as Bella slept peacefully by his side, he found solace in the feelings they shared.
The weight of his responsibility settled on his shoulders, a silent vow made in the stillness of the night—a promise to cherish, protect, and stand by Bella through every storm that came their way.
As dawn approached and the first light of day peeked through the curtains, Reid's gaze softened, a faint smile gracing his lips. He leaned over, brushing a gentle kiss on Bella's forehead, silently reaffirming his commitment to be her unwavering support, come what may, and with these thoughts in mind he fell in a deep sleep.