"Benson, you need to be on your best behavior." Teagan wagged a finger at her cat where he sat sprawled on the ottoman in front of her couch.

She finished folding a throw blanket and draped it on the back of her couch. Though her apartment hadn't been very untidy, she'd still spent the last thirty minutes cleaning up and making sure everything looked okay. This would be the first time Reed would see where she lived, and as much as she loved her tiny home, it was exactly that—tiny. Not to mention, it wasn't in the greatest area either.

But, she could afford it and it had a big window that got a ton of sun during the day which Benson loved. All in all, it was a great place and she was proud that she not only lived alone, but was able to do so in such an expensive area like Los Angeles.

Admittedly, she was considering moving once her lease was up now that she had a new check coming from her role in the movie. Doing double the work was exhausting, but signing that contract and looking at all those zeros? Worth. It.

A knock came from the front door, and Teagan whirled around to look at it. "He's here, B.” She checked herself in the mirror quickly, fluffing out her wavy brown hair and straightening the slouchy grey sweater she was wearing over a tight pair of dark jeans.

Finally, she opened the front door.

Reed was leaning against the door jam, a black leather jacket covering his broad shoulders and sculpted chest over a black pair of jeans. He lifted his gaze to hers, smoldering green eyes against his smooth olive skin, a slightly scruffy beard shaping his jaw. "Hey."

"Hi." She stepped aside to let him come in.

Reed stalked toward her and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her into his body. He knocked the door closed behind him and pressed his lips to hers.

She moaned and arched her body into his, already ready for him in every way. Circling her arms around his neck, she hopped up into his arms, anchoring her legs around his waist.

He lifted her, his hands on her ass. "Bedroom?" he whispered between kisses.

"Over there." She pointed to the other side of a bookcase where her bed was hidden in the small studio apartment.

He kicked off his shoes as she helped him shrug out of his jacket as he walked them over to the bed. They tumbled on to the bed together, pulling clothes off in every direction as she suddenly felt a frenzy in her body that only he could satisfy.

"I need to taste you," Reed whispered in her ear, gripping the top of her jeans and pulling them down her legs, then tossing them off.

"Yes, please," she breathed, already panting and writhing beneath him.

He pushed her knees apart, kissing down her naked body, taking care to pause at her nipples and roll his tongue around each one. Sliding his tongue over her stomach, he made his way down to the apex between her legs and spread her knees farther apart.

Instead of where she’d expected him, she felt Reed pressing his lips against her leg. Glancing down, she saw him kissing a line down her scar. She swallowed hard, loving the gesture and struggling to not feel tainted because of the ugly mark on her body.

The way he kissed her, the way he cherished every inch of her—even the parts she cringed at—made her feel whole and beautiful and accepted exactly the way she was.

His lips moved to her inner thigh and then up. The moment his tongue touched her center, she nearly exploded off the bed. "Reed!"

"Mmm," he moaned against her, flicking his tongue across her clit before diving farther inside her. His hands gripped the outside of her thighs, holding her quivering legs still as he kissed, licked, and nipped her most sensitive spots as she pumped her hips against him.

Moving one arm in, he slid his finger across her and pressed it inside. His tongue continued to lap at her clit as two fingers thrust in and out of her. It didn't take long for the perfect combination to have her hurdling toward her climax.

"Oh, God, Reed…I'm going to come." She couldn't stop the waves of pleasure that were already beginning to pummel her body.

"Good." He growled and nipped at her. "Come for me. Now."

She shattered immediately, trembling as he sped up and took everything she was offering him. "Ahh…" Stars splintered behind her eyelids as her body jolted and spasmed and she had to concentrate just to catch her breath.

Reed leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed a foil packet from the pocket of his jeans on her bedroom floor. Rolling on the condom, he climbed over her and hiked up her knees to be against his side. He pressed against her core, playing with her entrance as he circled around. "Teag…"

"Mmm?" She gripped his shoulders and pushed her hips against his, wanting him inside her.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

She opened her eyes, staring into his. It was a simple question, but there was so much packed inside. He wanted her to be all in with him. He was all in. Doing this…was all in. Literally.

That was exactly what she wanted.

Nodding her head, she leaned forward and kissed him. "Fuck me, Reed."

He grinned, and in one long motion, he slammed inside her to the hilt. The way he filled her made her feel delirious in how intoxicating it was, and yet, at the same time, incredibly filling and almost painful. His size had always been impressive, and she'd forgotten how much so until right now.

As he pulled back out, then thrust forward again, she stretched and adjusted around him. Every new movement felt even better than the last, and they fell into a rhythm where their bodies worked in blissful harmony. "God, Teag…you feel amazing," he whispered against her ear, nibbling on her ear lobe. "I can't get enough of you."

"Mmm," she moaned against neck, writhing beneath him and thrusting her hips in motion with his. "It's as perfect as I remember."

He slightly gripped her hair and pulled back, exposing even more of her neck to him. His tongue slid across her throat and then down to her breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the tip. "I remember everything about you."

His breath tickled against her skin, and she shivered. "Everything?"

He nodded, slamming into her again and then reaching between them. "Like you much you love this." His fingers circled her clit, rubbing hard as he continued to thrust inside her.

Teagan's back arched, and she moaned deeper, shocked that she was already so close to coming again. "Oh, God…"

"Come on me, Teag," he instructed, going harder and faster as her body began to break open once more. She shattered against him, groaning into his shoulder as she bit down and left a mark. He held her as tightly to his body as possible, pumping in to her several more times until she felt him begin to shake, emptying inside her. "Fuck. That was…that was amazing."

Teagan could barely find her breath, gasping and panting beneath him as he slowly rolled off her to the side. "It was everything." And literally, that was all she could think.

It was every bit as amazing as she'd remembered from when they'd had sex years ago, and yet, it was so much better. It wasn't young and frenzied anymore, but rather mature and knowing. He knew how to manipulate her body exactly how she needed it, and there was no doubt in her mind that he'd felt everything she had. The heaviness of the emotion and intimacy between them, the intense dynamic of knowing that nothing about this was just physical. Nothing about this was just sex.

He brushed a piece of hair off her face, propping himself up on his elbow as he lay on his side and stared at her. "Teag?"

She turned to face him, curling into his perfect chest and ridiculously sculpted abs. She draped her arm over his waist, and sighed. "Yeah?"

Reed tipped her chin so she was looking up at him. "I love you. I'm in love with you. I never stopped."

She searched his eyes for a moment, caught off guard by his sudden admission. "Reed…"

"I'm not asking for you to say it back. I just wanted you to know," he continued. "Because, I can't not say it. I can't look at you, touch you, kiss you, and not have you know that I love you with every fiber of my being. That I'll spend the rest of my life proving that to you, and proving that this time—if you want it—it's forever."

A lump formed in her throat, and she closed her eyes for a moment, willing the tears away. "I want to say…that. I just…it scares the hell out of me."

He leaned in and kissed her. "Anything worth having is worth fighting for. I'm going to fight for you, Teag."

She tightened her grip around his waist, pulling herself in closer to him, skin to skin. "I want that."

"Meow!" Benson jumped on the bed beside them and climbed directly on top of Reed's shoulder.

"Good God!" Reed jolted, surprised. He pushed Benson off of him. "That thing is still alive?"

"Benson is immortal," she said, laughing. "And he was always one of your biggest fans."

"The feeling is not mutual," Reed teased, but he was already giving Benson little scratches behind his ears. Benson purred and rubbed against them. "This is weird while I'm naked."

Teagan shrugged. "Cats don't believe in boundaries."