He didn't give me a chance to say anything else. He opened the door and literally jogged around his car and opened mine. When I tried to stand, he swung me up in his arms and I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his neck. I'm not sure how he managed to unlock the door and enter the security code on his alarm system, but he did.

He carried me up the stairs. I finally decided I needed to say something because the last statement I made in the car got me pressed against his warm hard chest and had left me temporarily speechless. "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting something out of the way."

"Umm, I need a shower if your plans include us both naked in your bed." I so hoped that's what he planned.

His grumble made me smile, but he didn't say anything, just carried me through his bedroom into a bathroom that was bigger than my entire trailer. Muted light came from some kind of lighting system that blew my mind. It was a bathroom for god's sake. He hit a switch on the wall and the lights began changing colorsblue, green, red. He could not be serious.

He read my mind. "Before you say anything, I bought the house with the lights like this. It was owned by some movie star who had a thing about lighting."

"A stripper thing?"

"Possibly."

How could I not smile? "Stripping out of my orange uniform will make me feel good, but I don't know if the enticement will be what you need."

This time his groan was loud and rumbly against my chest. Dropping my legs, he pulled me close, pressing his erection into the part of me that craved him most.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" That damn husky voice of his left me with only one answer.

"I'm very sure."

"And you're still moving in tomorrow, I mean over the garage, no strings attached, I mean- Hell, I'm screwing this up."

He was so incredibly cute and I had to put him out of his misery. "I'm moving in tomorrow, no strings attached. As your household secretary, and you haven't screwed up yet, but we'll see."

He pulled away, moving his hands so he cupped my face. "I'll rock your world, baby, and give you the best mind-blowing fuck of your life."

This was the Reed Tyler I knew. "We'll see. Let me take a shower, and could you bring in my bag?"

"I'll put it inside the door."

"Thank you. You need to go." I gave a small pelvic thrust in an attempt to move him along.

"Like that's going to happen now."

"Reed." I put a slightly frustrated whine on the end of his name.

"I'm afraid you'll disappear once I leave this room." His whisper was so incredibly sexy, his insecurity so incredibly sweet.

"I think we need to hurry." Yep, the breathy voice was mine. I couldn't help myself. I had an explosion of heat pooling between my thighs, my discomfort growing as big as his cock each second we waited.

He released me. Turning, he spoke over his shoulder, "Towels on the rack are clean, and everything you need is in the shower. I'll be back with your bag in a minute." He stopped and turned more fully toward me. "Don't leave, Jaycee, please. If all we do tonight is talk, I'm okay with that."

"If that's the case, I promise to leave. As you said earlier, we need to get this out of the way or I might explode. Go get my bag, Reed."

He closed the door behind him. I swore to myself if I didn't get sex tonight, I'd find a gun and shoot him. I quickly peeled out of my uniform and left it in a pile on the floor. I needed to be in the shower when he came back in.

The cold water heated quickly. As soon as I had it adjusted perfectly, there was a knock on the door. "Come in."

The opaque glass of the shower and the low multi-colored lights gave me some privacy. But I could still see Reed standing in the open bathroom door without moving. I cracked open the shower door and peeked out. He was staring at me with an almost quizzical look.

It was impossible not to read his mind. "No, you can't join me. I'll be out in a minute."

He blinked twice and then his expression changed to determination. "Fuck that."

He took the steps to the shower so quickly I didn't have time to react. He pulled the door wide and stepped inside, clothes and all.

"Reed." Yep, it was a squeal.

He kissed mehis taste washing through my system, heating me hotter than the water. I thought I was in control, but when his hands grabbed my ass and ground me against the wet jeans covering his erection, I knew it was an illusion.

Reed Tyler was in charge and always had been.

He started speaking between kisses. "I've wanted you so fucking bad, Jaycee." Kiss. "Since the first night." Kiss, with a bite to my lower lip. "I haven't jacked off so much since I was thirteen and discovered I could." Kiss, plus tongue, plus hand movement.

I gasped when he captured my breasts, molding his hands around them.

"I want these." Pinch to my nipples. "I want them swinging above me while I watch us fuck." One hand moved back to my ass, his fingers digging in at the same time his hips bucked forward. "I want to bury myself deep and make you scream my name."

He kissed me again, but a few moments later, I managed to break away from his lips.

"I can't take any more, Reed."

He was still fully dressed, though he'd at least taken his jacket off before he brought my bag into the bathroom. He moved me so my back hit the shower wall a foot out of the water spray. Going to his knees, while his hands ran down my waist, he lifted my thigh so I had to rest it over his shoulder. This wasn't what I meant by not being able to take any more, but fuck, I wasn't stopping him now.

His tongue licked my wet folds as my hands sank into his hair. I thanked God his hair was just long enough for me to curl my fingers through it and hold tight. He kissed me, the small smacking noises making me hitch in a breath because they were suction kisses. I felt them throughout my body. No fantasy I'd ever had did justice to what his mouth was doing to me.

His lips moved to my clit, causing me to cry out. His hands remained on my ass, digging his fingers in hard, possessing me. One hand moved slightly and his finger entered my swollen center. I yearned for that touch. It was too much, but at the same time, not enough.

"Let go, Jaycee. I've got you."

He did have me and it had been this way since he tied me to his kitchen chair. I was so caught up in everything Reed Tyler that my life had been on hold until now.

"Just feel, Jaycee." God those husky words almost took me over the edge. He knew me too well.

"You are so tight and wet and you taste like heaven. The sweetest piece of candy I've ever eaten. Come for me, Jaycee." He bit down slightly on my clit and I was lost. Lost in an ecstasy so intense I didn't know how to stop it. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted this to go on and on.

When I came back to earth, he was still on his knees with soaking wet clothes that had to be uncomfortable. And he was gazing at me with such intensity I fought to keep myself from panicking. But then he smiled, his slow, reckless, kissable smile, and I was lost again.

"You're beautiful when you come, baby. So damn beautiful."

"You're wet." It was all I could think to say.

"So are you." He looked at my pussy, bending forward slightly and kissing me there, just a soft touch of his lips.

He lowered my leg to the tiled shower floor and stood while removing the wet shirt plastered to his body. I helped him until it was over his head and made a splat sound on the shower floor when he dropped it. His jeans, oh shit, I looked down, and he still had his shoes on. I started laughing and he gave his little boy mischievous grin as he managed to get his athletic shoes off followed by his socks. He hopped around while doing it, sometimes using me for balance. How he could make this look so sexy was beyond me, but the man had the corner on erotic stripteasesoggy clothes and all.

I'd been watching his dance so closely I hadn't noticed him just poking out of the top of his low-riding jeans until his hand undid the top button before pulling the zipper down.

Oh shit.

He was so big, too big. There was no way that would fit and it must have shown on my face because after he stepped from his pants, he lifted my chin.

"We were made for each other. I'll make it good for you, I promise."

I knew he would try, but I started to panic, unable to help myself.

"I'll go down on you, Reed. It's okay, I'll give you what you gave me."

He started laughing as he pulled me close, running his fingers through my wet hair. "Have you had sex before, baby?"

I nodded against his chest. "Once." I spoke so quietly I didn't know if he heard me.